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I was getting acquainted with some of the nice teachers in Perkins school. Especially, Mrs. Sophia Hopkins, the house mother of the school, was like a mother to me. I feel I am her daughter and it makes me comfortable that I can talk to an adult who can understand me. I have nowhere to go on vacation. Fortunately, she kindly invited me to spend days at her Cape Cod home during the summer. I wish I will be an adult like her to take care of children who need help. Recently, I had my eye surgery several times, and it improved my vision successfully. I thanked God that I could see the beautiful world.
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