I Was Dressed to Impress by Nancy Kennedy
From my cellmate Ellen
I’m always faced with the dilemma of what to wear (as in every morning) for school. The number of clothes I got will not reach 20, I guess. But as I think about it, it occurs to me that it has already been more than a year since I became a teacher and from there on, only a few pieces has been added to my closet, but nevertheless, it seemed enough. I guess it’s not what we wear on the outside that counts but rather what’s the inner self is clothed with.
From my cellmate Ellen
I’m always faced with the dilemma of what to wear (as in every morning) for school. The number of clothes I got will not reach 20, I guess. But as I think about it, it occurs to me that it has already been more than a year since I became a teacher and from there on, only a few pieces has been added to my closet, but nevertheless, it seemed enough. I guess it’s not what we wear on the outside that counts but rather what’s the inner self is clothed with.
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