After unfolding our papers, we each arrange a seat for ourselves and our students in different parts of the classroom. 

I chose a seat at the farthest end of the classroom and sat with my back facing the class. Some of the students had already started coming in and were about to begin their session.

I looked at my watch. Twenty minutes had gone by and still, my student hadn't arrived. Already agitated I decide to leave. I'm about to grab my things on the floor beside me when I hear a voice 

"I'm so sorry I'm late it's just that I had basketball practice," he says rather out of breath. He must have hurried to get here. 

I sat up straight and looked at the student seating in front of me. It was him, the boy I met at the library earlier to

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