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Night Night Little Friends

Nothing is very important to report today. I am still recovering. Still dizzy. I arrived at Pingu late, 9:05. Assisted Baby class, and realized how those babies love me. From stranger to real friend for them, I am leaving them soon. That's sad. Akram pooped in the class and that smelled VERY BAD and his babysitter wasn't around. Fortunately it was 5 minutes to the end of his class so I didn't have to change his diaper. You know Javka, one of the kids that I gave up on trying to improve, today I found out that he likes my touches. Maybe he felt a bit loved. Instead of saying "Please sit down, Javka!" I changed to "Sit down, boy. Be patient. Be patient." I think it works even just a bit. After that, Raymond's class, always fun. The talkative Rania, shy Rainha, uber cute Raymond, and cranky queen Zahra, also Raymond's weird cousin Glenn. They always impress me.

Life surely moves on. Come on Keisha, nothing is bad. You are the luckiest girl on earth. You get your dream job now it's time to move. You will do great and will be sent to Singapore. You'll meet a georgeous guy, life moves on.
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