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He was especially useful on the days they went to the pool for physiotherapy and swimming. On the bus he was indefatigable in seeing to seat belts, checking no one was missing, and that everyone knew where to go and what to do. In the pool he was another eye to ensure there were no accidents. It seemed there was not an officious bone in his body. He always spoke to the other students as equals, never as if they wouldnt understand, always treating everything, even problems and accidents as an adventure, and at the slightest suggestion of opposition by the pupils to anything he might say or do, he backed away, apologised, listened to objections and allowed them to feel they were in charge, if not of their own destiny, at least of the things they were capable of having some control over.
buy cake online For the first time in weeks Stefans fearful muscles relaxed. The end of his suffering was nigh. He had told someone his guilty secret and hadnt been criticised. He now had something other than endless pain and nausea to look forward to. With a soft sigh he let go and slipped into slumber.
Please, call me Mort.
投稿： Bionounk | 2018年5月 7日 (月) 09時21分