There once was a fearsome dog that lived by the road that led to a village. The dog made the lives of the villagers miserable, if you happened to cross its path, you were sure to feel the strength of its teeth. There was no one coming or going, no trade and no playing, only fear. I am in control thought the dog to itself.
This went on for a while and the villagers grew tired and desperate.
And so one day they went to the head of the
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I love the thought of celebrating our teachers.We all learn, first by imitation and then by inspiration. We take tools that others have created before us and put them together in creative combinations that suit our new needs. And often we find it hard to admit that learn from others. Does it really matter where we get our inspiration from or who we have been imitating? To me what matters is that we can be inspired. Amongst the things we learn is the need to be original, but honestly, how many


