I am sorry, please forgive me for anything in me that may be contributing to my experience of I’m single and turning 41 next Saturday. I teach math at a friend’s cram school.
I am cleaning with my thoughts of the 4th to 8th grade students won’t learn or think for themselves; some can’t even do basic arithmetic.
I am Cleaning with my EXPERIENCE OF they just go through the motions in class, forget everything days later, chat or complain constantly, disrupt class, and bomb their tests.
I am Cleaning with my EXPERIENCE OF I’ve told them I can’t stand stupidity. If this weren’t my job, I wouldn’t even talk to someone who can’t solve problems this easy.
I am sorry, please forgive me for anything in me that is not Love.
I am sorry, please forgive me for anything in me that may be contributing to my experience of this problem.
