Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Yesterday I got a kick out of two guys I ran into on the street in Newburyport, and that reminded me of two friends I met last year about this time, in a rural village in St Lucia.
They were sitting quietly outside their classroom at the elementary school one morning about an hour before school started. All the other kids were running around screaming and pounding on each other. I asked these boys what they were doing, and they showed me the spelling words they were studying together. I was impressed.
1 comment:
This is nice. There are good times here and sometimes it's just the simple things that create the best memories.
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