Sunday, April 14, 2013

"Eleven"

“What they don’t understand about birthdays and what they never tell you is that when you’re eleven, you’re also ten, and nine, and eight, and seven, and six, and fine, and four, and three, and two, and one…Because the way you grow old is kind of like an onion or like the rings inside a tree trunk or like my little wooden dolls that fit one inside the other, each year inside the next one.” – Sandra Cisneros “Eleven”




Just as our years are carried within us, so is our learning...

†kEh

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