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SCHOOL CHOICE

SCHOOL CHOICE

The World teaches the World's Way...

Somewhere we learn to be selfish...

We learn to be greedy...

We learn to cheat...

We learn to lie...

We learn to steal and destroy...

We learn to hate...

We learn many things...

We can learn to be Basic...

Barely knowing how to Read and Write...

Those are considered lucky...

I heard about a Teacher and a Carpenter...

Teaches for free...

As I was learning there I wanted to learn more...

Things like turning ashes into beauty...

How to create something on a Solid Foundation...

The Rewards that come from sharing...

How to have unconditional love...

There's something for anyone who is interested in something more than what the World teaches...

You can choose your areas of Interest...

There's Sowing, Reaping, and Harvesting...

You can actually do it yourself without a Slave...

Too many choices to list here...

Learn at your very own paces...

Maybe, one day I will learn the Mystery of how to feed thousands with a few Loaves of Bread and a a few Fish...

Turning Water into Wine surely comes next?

His way of washing the Food Down?

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