| Tamara walked into the classroom. She was dreading another year with this class. The teacher was unkind to the students, which in turn made the students unhappy, and that made Tamara's job more difficult. At the end of a day with screaming, crying, children...well, she was tired. She hoped this year would be much different. She looked at the new teacher. She was a young thing, soft-spoken with a bright smile. and she spoke gently to the students. Maybe this one would be different. She seemed to genuinely care for the students as people. She had no idea what she was in for, but little did Tamara know the strength of this young woman.