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Sunday, October 31, 2010


One day I walked into the teacher's lunchroom of my school and saw one of the teachers pouring pickle juice into a cup and drinking it. I never saw anyone do that before. I thought a lot about it and concluded that it was a very fine thing to do...After all, it didn't hurt anyone, and it didn't hurt the teacher. I am very grateful to this teacher because she not only gave me pause for thought, but inspired the poem posted here.

Dora and three other people are a bit unconventional. Some of their habits might seem unusual or even strange. But they are not hurting what they do is just fine. This is a poem about tolerance.

click to read the poem

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