parent teacher conferences

i roamed the halls with all the other parents, looking dazed and lost. finally i found each and every room and most teachers. we talked, well, mainly i listened. what i really wanted to do was just meet them. i wanted to learn a name and a face, and hear a voice. a voice that tells me about my daughter, things i pretty much already knew about her. there are surely many things about my daughter that neither the teacher nor i will ever know. but, i met all but two of the teachers and they met me.

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nancy marie davis

Nancy Marie Davis wine label illustrations, photography, mixed media, poetry and study in love.

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