Chapter Five

Everyone has their own language, it just depends on you if you want to learn it to understand them.

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Cole

 

 

One week later

 

 

I slid into the chair at the back of the room, my eyes fixed on the back of her head where she sat in the front row.

 

Mrs Pamela was writing something on the board. She was a married woman in her late thirties. She was the only female available who taught sign language to an afternoon batch. Every other batch was taken by a male teacher, either in his late forties or someone in their early twenties. Both options weren't what I wanted for it, not just because of my preference, but I knew that she wouldn't be com

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good reader

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