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สŸแดแด„แด€แด›ษชแดษด [ ๊œฑแดœส™แดษช๊œฑ๊œฑษชแดษด: แด›สœแด‡ ๊œฐส€ษชแด‡ษดแด…๊œฑสœษชแด˜ แด˜ส€แดแดŠแด‡แด„แด› ]
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๐š๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐šœ ๐šก ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š
โ†ณ ๐š๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š• ๐šœ๐šž๐š‹๐š–๐š’๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ




























































๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ 4 : ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ 2

๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ป๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ : ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ซ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต

๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜€ : ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ, ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ & ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ 112 / 135

๐—ฎ.๐—บ ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜€

๐š๐š˜๐š๐šŠ๐š• ๐šœ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ / ๐Ÿท๐Ÿถ๐Ÿถ

๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ / ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ธ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป-
students were assigned to one another and they were to create new bonds or relations of the sort. their task was too creative some form of art or literary work that would represent the time they shared together. not only would this be a learning experience for them, but for me also because i genuinely enjoy being able to get to know my students on a deeper level, but from each others point of view rather than my own.







































































๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ค๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ต ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ.
๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ
๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต. ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ด ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด.
๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ช ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ. ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ช ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด, ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ญ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ.

๐“ ๐’ท๐‘’๐’ถ๐“Š,๐’ท๐‘’๐“๐“๐‘’

- elijah a. king



































































๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ #๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฑ : ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ

- ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ค -

the sky blazed shades of purple, pink, yellows, and oranges as the sun headed to its next shift. around the couple they sat in the middle of a wild flower field where hues of fuchsia, mulberry, carmine, and tiffany surrounded them. spring was settling down and their summer was just now beginning.

"so what's after this?" santana questioned as her hands found themselves intrigued with elijah's free formed locs.

"after what?" elijah asked in confusion.

"well we finished this semester and i'm pretty sure out schedules are gonna be different in the fall." she said.

"what that gotta do with anything? i always make time for you and i always will." he told her as they made eye contact briefly which santana broke because she couldn't stand to hold it any longer.

"i was just thinkin a lot about it that's all." she mumbled and shrugged it off.

"ain't nothin ta think about, everybody make time fa who they want too. you one a my top priorities na so we'll figure it out." he said and his eyes closed as they sun smoothly made its way across smiling down at them and kissing their skin.

"thank you." santana said as her voice came out soft and gentle.

"fa what?" elijah quizzed.

"for reassurance and not leavin me behind when it comes ta us," she said to him.

elijah simply nodded his head at her words, he understood what she was saying and he was happy that he could give her what she needed.

the two of them sat amongst the flowers until the sun officially made its last passing before packing up their small picnic and heading back towards elijah's truck.

"say hi." santana said and she held the camera up so it catch the both of them.

elijah showcased one of his best smiles which santana matched, she loved his smile and everything else about him really.

"you have such a pretty smile," she complimented.

"thank you?" elijah said more as a question before laughing.

"you welcome." santana couldn't keep the small kid like grin from her face, she just liked being around him and it was the exact same way with elijah, but they expressed this feeling in different ways.

elijah wasn't too good with facial expressions, of course he smiled when she was around but small signs of affection was his way of letting her know that enjoyed her presence.

santana was all smiles and laughs when he was around and sometimes she'd even find herself beaming at the thought of him.

"you need help?" elijah asked as he watched santana try and lift her small frame up into the truck.

she laughed, "please."

he took her hand and made sure she had gotten up before going around to the drivers side and getting in himself.

แดœ แดแดแด แด‡, ษช แดแดแด แด‡ x แดŠแดสœษด สŸแด‡ษขแด‡ษดแด… แดก/ แดŠสœแด‡ษดแด‡ แด€ษชแด‹แด played first from the playlist they shared and their hands connected as they met, elijah's thumb running over the top of her hand which soothed the moment.

"take me in and hold me, hold me closer. i'll follow you up and over." elijah sang along.

santana allowed the sound of his voice to serenade her and take her into an internal high which she'd never get tired of.

this basically summed up their relationship, he was the artist and she was his muse, the reason for his new found creativity and aspirations.

coming from the countryside they had made it back to the rush of the city.

"can we go back soon?" santana asked.

"if that's whatchu want." elijah said in response.

"mhm, just ta get away from the quickness of the city. it's more quiet there and i can hear my thoughts." she said and hummed.

"thoughts about what?"

"me and you, myself, my family, just life in general."

"me and you, huh?"

"yeah, it's me and you until the wheels fall off."

"without a doubt."

































































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๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ, ๐—ถ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ
๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ, ๐—ถ'๐—บ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ
๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ต, ๐—ถ'๐—บ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜…๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚
๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ถ'๐—บ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ผ





















































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