A Mom’s Heart

What a touching scene, I wish to be like her. Someday


In the mornings while I’ve been on hall duty as the kids come in from the buses, the mother of one of my ESL students appeared in the hall. She would ask if my student and her sister had come by yet. I have been busy “directing traffic” and didn’t have a chance to talk to her beyond a quick yes or no, though I was curious about why she was coming every day. This morning was less hectic at the time she arrived, and I got to talk to her for a couple of minutes. Her story touched me deeply. She works a night shift. When she leaves for work, her girls are asleep. By the time she could get home after work, her husband would already have taken the girls to the bus stop, seen them off on their way to school, and headed to work without time…

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