Day: July 7, 2009

I hadn’t seen “my” refugee from Bhutan for three weeks due to what was, at best, a series of miscommunications in her family. To be honest, these most recent of many flakeages had finally started to exasperate me. It’s a half-hour drive to get there, and I build my schedule around that weekly time slot. Showing up to find no one at home gets old fast. So after this last episode, I’d figured my teaching […]

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