My Dream Job

February 27, 2014

My dream job....

A teacher...

I would teach German,

and French,

Spanish,

and Russan.

The beauty of languages

is powerful.

Can make peace,

Can make war,

Can seperate,

and Unite.

My dream job...

To teach and open the mind.

To fill a person's heart and mind with knowledge.

After all,

"Knoledge is Power"

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