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๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐ธ
๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ป๐ถ๐ป๐ด, ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐น๐น ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐ณ๐๐น ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ ๐พ๐๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฑ๐. ๐ง๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐น๐ ๐น๐ถ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐ฎ ๐๐น๐ฎ๐ฝ, ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ด๐ด๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ต๐ผ๐น๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ผ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐๐.
Yes, she is a servant. She serves the people, the government, her family, and rarely herself. But, in the imaginary world she creates, it is the other way around. Even if that world burns to ashes, somehow, her dreamy fame stays with her - because everybody knows who she is. Every move she makes, every word she says, every cloth she wears, her everything cannot escape the ogling eyes of those who constantly watch her. But she must get used to it.
But she is not, in any way, like a wind that blows and goes anywhere it wants. She doesnโt have much choice. But whatever happens to her and her career, she will always be a mother and a teacher.
She is a mother in two different worlds, each one stacked with huge responsibilities. She struggles to serve two masters at the same time. In her two worlds, one world often takes a back seat. She feels this every time she steps out of the door to leave behind her sleeping child, letting her be taken care of by someone else until she returns.
At work and away from the place of her motherhood, more responsibilities await her. In the four corners of the classroom, she serves as any servant would. Needing her services were heterogenous dozens of children with different learning styles and multiple intelligences. As she steps into her second world, a complicated role starts โ watching, caring, teaching, and guiding children other than her own. She must do this to keep her first world alive. She had no choice.
Her existence holds together her one life as she plays dual roles in each separate world. In her role as a mother, she is more than a mother because she must also be a teacher. In her role as a teacher, she is more than a teacher because she must also be a mother. Her life, therefore, is larger than the roles she plays.
Five in the morning, the bell rings, and her beautiful dream of being a queen acquires a new meaning. The ringing becomes a soft caress, gently leading her one life to the two worlds that await her, not as a queen but as a mother and a teacher.
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Editor's note: Mater et Magistra is Latin for "Mother and Teacher"
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