His name was Safwan. I could see that he had been bullied in school. But when he arrived in my class at the age of 11, I decided to dedicate my time to empowering him to feel self worth.
He started to stand taller, his hunched posture vanished. He started to feel more confident, speaking louder, walking woth the group. Being one of the ckass again.
And then he write me this letter and I started crying. ❤️
