My life with yoga, poetry, critters, and whatever else comes up.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Yesterday in class, the first draft was due, a day when many students simply don't show up. But everyone who has been coming regularly was there--and then some. They gave me a card signed by all of them, with lovely personal notes saying how impressed they are by me and how I am a role model for them and how much they appreciated me returning to work after my parents' death. So if I ever feel as though I am throwing pearls before the proverbial swine, I will remember that. They listen so closely, and they try so hard, with a few exceptions.