I didn’t feel like chewing my food. Out of hell’s chief, my students were angels who saved my tears from flowing. One of the kids asked, ‘are you selling your drawings? Can I buy?’ His innocence made me want to paint again after being indirectly discouraged to do so….
Happiness is what I owe to myself. Another journey, I’m going to make it through…. A toast!! A diferrent toast!!!! What am I doing? My first speech, unorganized and I felt so tense….