So long as we learn it doesn’t matter who teaches us, does it?

Oh God, forgive me for the hateful thoughts, because I love them, these brutal, disarming bastards, I love them …

Today I was a teacher, employed. True, I was also a teacher untried, but that could also be an advantage. I would learn, by God I’d learn. Nothing was going to stop me.

Instead, we try to give them affection, confidence and guidance, more or less in that order, because experience has shown us that those are their most immediate needs.