Stories for teachers

My backpack would be old and a little worn, with lots of space and strong like a bulletproof glass. It would probably be colourful, but its colours would be a little faded. By looking at it, you would get the impression that it can’t hold the weight of many things. My backpack would have a faded shine, from the remnants of the glitter that once covered small parts of its surface. My backpack would be full of words and incomprehensible symbols.

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