
Hoping Against Hope In The Universe of “The Teacher Who Promised The Sea”
Forgetting is a burdensome task; the act is taxing, demanding more than you can possibly offer. More so, if it is linked with the sense of sight, where each detail of a particular event functions like muscle memory, eternally worn on your sleeve, and recalled promptly. I have often been fascinated by memory; the idea of reliving the moment, however differently you remember it, each time.
If that is the case, I wonder, how do the children, whose teacher promised them the sea, ever forget and...
If that is the case, I wonder, how do the children, whose teacher promised them the sea, ever forget and...