`color{green}(•)` For a little child a teacher is special.

`color{green}(•)` It is difficult for a small child to think of his/her teacher as an ordinary person.



𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘨𝘰
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰’𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬?
𝘋𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴?

𝘋𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘺𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘴
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘛𝘝?
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦?

𝘋𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦
𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘴?
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘥?

𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴?
𝘞𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳
𝘐𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴?

𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘺𝘮𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴
𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘴?
𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘴
𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴?
𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺
𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮
𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
`\ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ color{green}("PETER DIXON")`