I love all my students but there is some kind of magic that happens on Wednesdays at 4.
With hugs, kisses, snails, caterpillars, dandelions and love letters arrive 9 little girls who love art and love me.
I find it hard to call that “work”.
I love all my students but there is some kind of magic that happens on Wednesdays at 4.
With hugs, kisses, snails, caterpillars, dandelions and love letters arrive 9 little girls who love art and love me.
I find it hard to call that “work”.