A child in class asked me,
"Teacher Syimah, how are you doing?"
I was taken aback.
How does he know? Can he sense it?
Or was it just an innocent question.
"I'm not doing good."
I replied, earnestly.
Thinking he would ask me why after,
he said,
"Teacher it looks like its going to rain. I can see with my powerful eyes."
Then it struck me,
it was an innocent question.
And my heart was answering.
The struggle is real..
Yours Truly,
HASYiMAH
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