I went to see my mother’s aunt over Eid – a frail, tiny woman, over a hundred years old by my estimate, but spritely and alert in her old age – and we inevitably talked about days gone by, and her memories of her brother (my grandfather). Her son, sitting next to her, was counting [...]
With reference to my previous posts on Beaconhouse, I think they may be following a system of education that this author has analyzed in her blog. Read on. It may scare you a little:
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