When He Defines True Beauty

It’s not a new message. But here it is with my story behind it…

I was her tutor, and she, my student. I loved to pull my glasses to the tip of my nose and call her my “pupil.” Or to bring her water in a big cooking pot whenever she asked for a drink. We were a weird pair. But when you’re working with algebra and prepositional phrases, you have to do something to keep it fun.

That day we’d been plugging away with verb tenses and sentence structure when she interrupted our brilliant educational flow. She asked her big question. “Miss Kinsey, do you think I would be beautiful if I had long hair like yours?” She reached up to brush her fingers through my hair, undoubtedly imagining the flowing tresses of the movie princesses she’d seen on the screen.

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