Nothing is more despicable than respect based on fear - Albert Camus. When I was in high school I had a teacher, Mrs B, who taught us English. A soft-spoken, gentle-natured woman whom I had never heard shouting at or punishing any student for the three years that she taught us. Even the most notorious … Continue reading Respectfully Feared or Respected out of Fear?
Hi there, Hope you are doing well! This is my first poem, ever and I really enjoyed writing it. Hope you like it. One died in the dawn of reality, A dream she saw with open eyes. A dream she believed could be true. One died from lack of discipline, A dream she thought … Continue reading Death of Dreams