I’m sixty-two, a literature teacher who thought December would pass the way it always does—stacked essays, lukewarm tea, and students pretending they don’t feel the magic of the season. But this year, something small shifted everything. A quiet student named Emily asked to interview me for a class project about meaningful holiday memories. I tried…
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