I loved my school, and the fine faith the children had in the wisdom of their teacher was truly marvellous.
W.E.B. Du Bois: “I loved my school, and the fine faith the children had in the wisdom of their teacher was truly marvellous.”
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From his autobiographical account of teaching in the South, this reflects on his affection for his school and the students' trust.
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