Letter of Grattitude - I found all this while looking throught related papers for other needs.
"Notable: Now I see how it's all connected. I thought I was a targeted individual being attacked by some really bad people and oh, believe me, I was, still am, but I deal with that. This is however a major development for me and my movement forward as an anon and man hidden in plain sight. If not for the mouths of babes, now comes to mind. Thank, God.
Save The Childern.
Greateful to the teacher who listened and the student to reached out unknowingly.
My thanks to the teacher who listened to a 6th grade boy in need.
He was the classic young man. A real genius. He's a great young man today.
Yes, a very, very talented and smart human being. He also had emotional needs he would request of his teacher, it he/she listened. Someone did.
His mom refused to marry her boy friend because of her past experiences. It caused the lack and made the relationship bewtween him and the boyfriend not work too well. There was not a full trust.
The young man however knew the man and his friends had been mistreated. Yes, greatly.
The man was begging for his job back after 9/11/2001 had destroyed it.
He, the boyfrined of the mom, had a career. It was in shambles and the 6th grader knew it. He was no dummy.
The man's 9/11/2001 story of how his career was, (destroyed), and how it would be played out was playing out right before the 6th grader's eyes was ongoing and trematic for him. He like others was effected biggly.
He was telling this to his teacher regularly. The years in elemtray shcool were priceless.
He/she picked up on it too. It became a mission.
The teacher went on living on a mission for the kids.
The you man got lost in the middle school grind and acted out, eventually dropping out.
The mom broke up with the man who loved her so. She would never know how much.
The man he is not going to let the culprets get away with what they did.
For 5 years the man learned so much about who had stalked him and why.
He found who he was and who his make is.
His faith grew and he humbled himself.
He knew that if God like the teacher listened and could forget his sin, that he could find away to pray, teach and act.
Doing what it takes sometimes, means we work elbow to elbow, person to person. Passing the good news that God Wins.
The hearding of the man and his many friends was a crime against humaity.
It was an atempt to make a Bloody Mary with no spices. No Salt.
The squre-re in the only olive was a Blue Herron one… not a pink flamingo.
On behalf of the many who died, many who suffered, I say again, thank you to the teacher and the child in need.
Let those with ears, hear.
Let those with eyes, see.
Thank God daily for all your blessings, in good and bad.
God Knows.
God Wins.
ThankQ
BeOneSent
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