 Second chances.
If anybody had asked me five years ago whether I would have the opportunity to be a teacher, I would have laughed. I was discriminated against for job after job and my family disowned me because they felt I had 'wasted' their support through University. (They didn't believe the discrimination was really happening and they lived in another town.)
One day, in my unhappy customer service job, one customer too many had told me how to spell 'Smith' . (I am qualified to teach English and I always found this patronising.) A colleague found me, crying, in the staff room. She knew what was eating me and suggested I try a supplement that had worked for many people she knew. Nothing, at that point, had worked to help me lose enough weight to look good enough to deal with the public. I was skeptical, but dialled the number out of respect for her.
The stuff worked and I got halfway to my goal, using just that! A few more kilos down the road, I was headhunted! They went after me! (I hadn't even submitted a job application, because I'd given up.)
I never got my family back, but friends are the family you choose for yourself. Whatever happens from here, I am just grateful that I got to work with so many awesome students who have given me so much laughter and positive self-esteem.
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Exceeded my wildest dreams-I wish you the same. | 
