Day 70. Teach Me.


He is to be educated not because he’s to make shoes, nails, and pins, but because he is a man. 



My first teacher was my mom.

Just today, she asked me to teach her how to create an FB account. And I have to be extra patient and nice, because when I was a kid eager to learn my ABCs, I remembered that she patiently taught me how to pronounce each letter of the repeatedly and correcting me every now and then for my mistakes.

She never ever shouted nor raised her voice on me when I commit errors  or forgot a letter of the alphabet. 

And now, its my turn to return the favor— educate her in using FB.   

PS. So happy she just posted her first status update! 

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