BLEMISHES AND CONCEALERS ("Conceal, Don't Let Them Know...")
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While I was carefully covering the dots with my concealer, I acknowledged that at my age, it is normal to have blemishes. For so many years I have already been exposed to the harsh elements---pollution, too much sunlight, dust, and who knows what else. Also, I have had a lot of sleepless nights and stressful days, and they account for the wrinkles and dark circles around my eyes. I am a grownup woman, hardened by the battles I fought and won, humbled by the battles I fought and lost. Why, then, would I expect to still have the young-looking and smooth skin I once had? I have lost my youthful looks, yes, but I also gained a certain kind of beauty that emanates from aging and wisdom. This is the beauty I have now, and this is the beauty that I embrace.
With my spots carefully concealed and with some lip gloss on, I knew I was ready to face the day.
As I walked to the academy where I teach ESL, I anticipated what challenges the day would bring to me. Sometimes teaching can be draining. I have to deal with so many different personalities, I have to deal with so many different levels of English skills and present the same lesson in various ways and techniques. Yes, it can be draining and challenging. But, as an ESL teacher, I have to be careful not to let my emotions get in the way of my teaching.
And oh... suddenly, I recalled the best concealer that I always use whenever I am upset but I don’t want anybody to know it. That concealer is called smile.