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sally, that girl
because there's the thesis proposal to pass tomorrow and because i was too busy skimming through basti's friendster page - his picture with his wife, and he wasn't smiling there, ha! - i forgot all about going over to sally's. damn, i missed the tutorials again. which doesn't only mean a deduction of 300 from my weekly pay but also skipping another amazing time with her. i've been proclaiming this a million times - she is my angel :) yesterday i actually stopped to just look at her with awe after she hid from the closet and came out wearing her dad's suit and her barbie cap. we then proceeded to play our own version of trip to jerusalem and paper dance. afterwards i wrote a story on the spot for her to read - "princess sally and princess sam", and the way she asked for another story..aww. i'm so gushing over this.
wordlessly wonderful, these afternoons with her. and i think she's learning. i really think she is. makes me feel that i'm doing something good, ya know? something that has a long-term effect, something that would hopefully make her look back years from now and say, "hey i learned how to use the word beside from sam. i learned what a fairy is from her." teaching a kid has never been a cinch and i've had the opportunities of proving that from my one year stint as a catechist to tutoring wayne who didn't know how to read - apparently, he was dyslexic. now, every time i see sally's whiteboard with a permanently marked drawing of the two of us, with a big "sam and sally" written with the six year old flair, i realize that maybe, really, i'm on the right track.
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