The beauty of my body is not measured by the size of the clothes it can fit into, but by the stories that it tells. I have a belly and hips that say, "We grew a child in here," and breasts that say, "We nourished life." My hands, with bitten nails and a writer's callus, say, "We create amazing things."
I really don't think I need buns of steel. I'd be happy with buns of cinnamon. ~Ellen DeGeneres
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Teacher Hearing things....
Magnus reported that he had to move his clip for no reason.
I said, well, what would your teacher say is the reason you had to move your clip.
he said "the teacher would day that he was talking, he says "but she was hearing things".
