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Confessing My True Feelings: She Finally Said Yes! | Part 6

   
A romantic view representing a heartfelt love confession and deep feelings.

As the ocean waves rushed to the shore, so my heart wanted to express my love. On one of the beautiful sunny days, I plucked up courage and wrote her the most sincere declarations of love.

   I opened to her the feelings that she should have known, and did not lose hope of reciprocity. She became so close and unique to me that I felt all her feelings physically and was sure that she would open up to me.

    Her “yes” moistened my eyes, and I rightly assigned myself the status of the happiest person in the world. All love melodies sounded in my heart, and two silver wings grew behind my shoulders, and my beloved and I soared as high as there was enough oxygen, sighed, more ... got used to the new height.

It seemed to me that God listened to my desire and fully fulfilled it. From that day on, our hearts were reunited in fiery confessions, and time stopped flowing in its usual rhythm, lost its meaning and opened up in a new, fourth dimension.

I also felt that I needed to improve my English for us, so I joined the Conversational English lessons. Thanks to these lessons, I began to slowly teach my baby girl , and after a while the language problems between us ended.

    Our love story began quite recently, when my brother and I had to leave my aunt's house for personal reasons, and we began to live in the same city in a rented house.
         I used to come to a new school every day for an interview, but, like every time, I came back empty-handed and disappointed. My disappointment will go away when I see my love, and it gives me the courage to say the same: "Never give up."

  So when I lived in this house, I only had a month to find a job. One day a woman (the headmaster) called to give her an interview at the school.

    But this school was located in the house of my older brother's son-in-law, which is not far from this city. The relatives said that the school is good and the salary will also be good, because the director and sons-in-law know each other well.

    I was puzzled by the strict rules of this school. In the teacher's diary there were about 20 rules, and in 20 rules about 18 rules are so strict that if they are violated, the daily wage is reduced. Some that I remember I tell

1.if you carry a cell phone in class!

2. if you are out of class!

3. If you are talking to other teachers!

4.if you are late!

5.if you break the teacher's dress code !

6. if you stay at home without permission!

7. if a student comes out from class without your permission!

etc. the goal is one: to reduce wages as much as possible. I immediately understood this trick and refused to work on such conditions.

   In that city I was tired of giving interviews, because its residents have nothing but lies, for me looking for a job became a mental torture. Simply put, I was struck by the behavior of the inhabitants of this city, so I decided to leave that city.
  
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