Prose

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BREEZING

  • September 29, 2017
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“Do you like breezing?” One of my bright faced students asked sweetly. “What does that mean?” I asked suddenly unsure of myself. “Going to the beach and hanging out” “Oh,” I laughed, “yes, I love breezing!” This was one of my first conversations with a student of mine in Barbados (let’s call her Lil K). I was already mesmerized by her sweetness and curiosity. This particular student became very dear to me. Her family is made of the greatest stuff....