Thursday, September 13, 2012

Day Sixteen


I needed a tutor to help me learn the language.  The only ones near enough to come were young men, and I did not think it would be proper to meet them at my home by myself. 

My coworker assured me it would be fine as long as we met on the front porch, so a tutor was hired.  This arrangement brought someone to the house again, if only to the front of it.  

Riding my bike home after supper with my new friends, I felt a freedom I had not enjoyed since moving to the house seven months before.  

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