It is a place that I had never been
It is a beauty that I had never seen
It is a value that I had never measured
It is a love that I had never treasured
It was the lesson learnt from my teacher
It was to see the full depth of each feature
It was to go back and search from within
It was to start with loving my own skin
It will be with sadness that I must move on
It will be discerning between right and wrong
It will be time to check against my new reflection
It will be time to stop looking for perfection
It is a time for being strong in my transitions
It is a year to make new binding decisions
It is an awakening from a dream to the real
It is a determining of exactly how I feel
Though the teaching methods were unusual
The student is filled with a sense of renewal
But sometimes the roles were reversed
When the teacher became the student first
The work of a teacher is never done
When one plus one equals one.
Chevvy's diary 