A Teacher To His Ex Student
Since you found my Home Page there’s no need for reunion, to trouble your self to visit, telephone me. Just e mail me in your leisure time. That’s a visit already. Every time you read my Home Page it’s even more than if you really visit me at home talking together.
I am what I am in my Home Page, not old, alive, young, though actually am I old or am no more. Doesn’t matter if I’m a “he” or a “she”, live in Jakarta or in Germany or France, or born in the 19th century or in the future. When you read my Home Page, we become brothers or sisters, I’m not your teacher any more who knows more, who should be respected and you are not my student anymore, not a little boy.
December 2009
Since you found my Home Page there’s no need for reunion, to trouble your self to visit, telephone me. Just e mail me in your leisure time. That’s a visit already. Every time you read my Home Page it’s even more than if you really visit me at home talking together.
I am what I am in my Home Page, not old, alive, young, though actually am I old or am no more. Doesn’t matter if I’m a “he” or a “she”, live in Jakarta or in Germany or France, or born in the 19th century or in the future. When you read my Home Page, we become brothers or sisters, I’m not your teacher any more who knows more, who should be respected and you are not my student anymore, not a little boy.
December 2009
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