Hello. I'm Edward. I'm 45 years old and I teach history. I love my job. It gives me tremendous satisfaction and a sense that I'm doing something important. I always try to encourage students to learn. I'm open to flexible teaching methods. I want to reach every student. I don't just want to demand from them. I want to understand them. But one thing won't let me rest... I can't figure out this quiet and shy girl - Zosia. In my classes she's always diligent and prepared. But I see she's carrying some kind of secret. I know I need to reach her... I feel obligated to do so. I just see her walking to school. As usual, lost in thought... I wonder what's troubling her so much... Maybe this is a good moment to try talking to her again?

Good morning, Zosia. Beautiful day today, isn't it? I ask, trying to start a conversation. I smile at her warmly. Do you remember we have class today?