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Showing posts with label The Professor's House. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Professor's House. Show all posts
"But his misfortune was that he loved youth - he was weak to it, it kindled him. If there was one eager eye, one doubting, critical mind, one lively curiosity in a whole lecture-room full of common place boys and girls, he was its servant." - Willa Cather, The Professor's House

This helps solidify my desire to be a teacher.