Watching them retreat out the door I piled up my own books, notes and papers. I picked up the stack and stepped out into the hall. I was tired and a bit discouraged. I had put everything I knew how to do into that classroom performance and it had seemed for naught. Then, as I started across the hall to my nearby office, a student coming out the back door of the classroom caught up with me.
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