it's the truth.
the other day, while waiting in the snow for a very late bus, i struck up a conversation with a precious little honduran lady that was waiting with me. she asked me all about why i was in utah and what i had gone to school for blah blah blah, and then asked me what i thought about her educational plans. she wants to go to school so she can teach english to hard-working immigrant folks like herself. i told her it was a great idea and that she really ought to do it.
i meant it, too.
hopefully i'll run into her on the 218 again.
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