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  • These are the pictures of my 2nd graders with the school bags that they used to bring to school daily. It weighs more than their own weight. Really do not understand the concept of why 2nd graders have to carry this burden!
    Is this really how we want to impart Education by burdening their tiny shoulders with the burden of life ?


    The burden of life!
    I loved bearing it, just like you,
    hearing it grow inside me,
    in living flesh.


    I didn't only want
    to open your wound,
    I didn't only want
    the patient vocation of a labourer:
    I wanted the earth's vocation too,
    which also is yours.


    Treat love like a profession,
    to be practised with great care.


    Repeat to perfection
    as often as necessary,
    until it lasts
    and everything inside
    is in the right place.


    Let the sun rise into the night.
    Never let love become a leftover, a memory.
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