Abigail
I don’t really know how to describe Abigail in any word besides “sweetheart.” She was definitely one of my quietest students, but also one of the most hardworking. She would often stay after class to help me clean up the classroom. During our daily walks between the classroom and the “Big Hall,” she would quietly slip next to me and ask me softly, “How are you, Miss Jane?” During these walks, she was also the first of my students to gently slip her hand into mine.
I don’t really have any funny, cute, or tear-jerking stories about her, simply because of who she is. But I definitely admire her. She is younger than me, only by a few years, but she has had to make some pretty tough decisions in her life. When Abigail was born, she was raised by her aunt in a city about six hours away. Once she got older, she had to make the choice to continue living with her aunt, or moving to Longde to live with her parents. She decided on Longde. She told me that this was a very difficult decision for her, because she loved her aunt very much.
Abigail always seemed to show great concern for others. During our lessons, we would learn about countries all over the world. In some places we learned about, there were many people who were poor and suffering, and Abigail was always very distressed by this, and wanted to help them. Once, she wrote about how it made her sad when people hurt animals. “I think animals are our best friend,” she wrote in her broken English. “If the world haven’t animals, I can’t immagion that kind of life.”
My Abigail may never get out of Longde. She may never go to university, get a well-paying job, or make headlines. But I know that she will touch someone, in some way. If the world hasn’t Abigail, I can’t imagine that kind of life.
I don’t really have any funny, cute, or tear-jerking stories about her, simply because of who she is. But I definitely admire her. She is younger than me, only by a few years, but she has had to make some pretty tough decisions in her life. When Abigail was born, she was raised by her aunt in a city about six hours away. Once she got older, she had to make the choice to continue living with her aunt, or moving to Longde to live with her parents. She decided on Longde. She told me that this was a very difficult decision for her, because she loved her aunt very much.
Abigail always seemed to show great concern for others. During our lessons, we would learn about countries all over the world. In some places we learned about, there were many people who were poor and suffering, and Abigail was always very distressed by this, and wanted to help them. Once, she wrote about how it made her sad when people hurt animals. “I think animals are our best friend,” she wrote in her broken English. “If the world haven’t animals, I can’t immagion that kind of life.”
My Abigail may never get out of Longde. She may never go to university, get a well-paying job, or make headlines. But I know that she will touch someone, in some way. If the world hasn’t Abigail, I can’t imagine that kind of life.
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