Moji
My Persian Life
I feel proud
Dear diary,
What is this moment called when you feel like something might happen even if it's hundred percent unlikely? A six sense? a gut feeling? Well whatever it's named, I woke up feeling the principal guy might show up at my class to observe both me and the students' progress for the second time. Reassuring myself it was a fat chance, I mean who on earth would test his employee twice in less than two weeks, I got dressed and caught the bus to work.
There his office door was ajar, so I peeped in but there was not a soul. Feeling at ease, I walked toward my class. No sooner had I gotten started, the principal stepped inside out of blue. Thank goodness I wasn't so fearful or nervous this time. I even welcomed him with a warm hello and a smile. He sat still at the corner and listened thoroughly to everything, taking notes like a detective. Half an hour later he interrupted me; my heart almost jumped out of my shirt. I thought he was gonna correct my sentence or sth; instead he thanked me for the great job I'd done. "I'm actually speechless," he said, turning his head now toward the students. "Comparing with 2 weeks ago, you have all improved tremendously."
Be not so nervous, be not so frail
someone watches you, you will not fail
Time: 6:21 P.M.
ps: The world's turning into a war zone. Let's let it not.
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