MY STUDENT, MY TEACHER (II)
When the computer lessons began, I pitied Emma because I gave him nothing to build on. And I seemed rather dense in the early days, being in an unfamiliar territory […]
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My Musings
When the computer lessons began, I pitied Emma because I gave him nothing to build on. And I seemed rather dense in the early days, being in an unfamiliar territory […]
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