Ever since I was 12 years old I remember with fondness my seventh grade teacher Mrs. Taylor. She taught history and geography with a passion not short of a spectacular theatrical show. Mrs. Taylor brought each country alive, by her travel memories, costumes, photographs, samples of food, and even the color of her hair… Yes she dyed it to match the native country folks… Red = Scotland, Black = Peru, Blond = Sweden….
Since her classes I have wanted to see Thailand, Peru, and the baths in Budapest.
Yesterday when I dipped my body to the Gellert Baths I was so emotional I cried, the water did me good.
Have you ever experienced a dream,
that you have waited for with embedded passion
that when you finally do what you have dreamed about
-no matter how it is in reality
the emotion of the dream pours through you with such force,
that everything stands still?
That was yesterday, thank you Mrs. Taylor for giving me such a dream.
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What is a dream of yours?
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