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I am a co creator, who completes god's creation, I build up what was not built by HIM, I re make what was made crude by HIM, I am not HIS assistant, but I am the master here, I give form and shape to his bare mould, I nurture with care and patience, I turn his creation into something, that will create another thing, And many more to follow, I shout loud with sore throats, and walk ahead with menstrual pain, I dedicate my life for children, from other mothers and fathers, treating my own with lesser attention, I listen to curses and put up with rebels, whom I serve with all my blood and sweat, Yet I stand and shout and help, reach out, lend and forgive. I am a teacher. . .