Blessed, wounded

A poem

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My student

found the word

blessed

in a reading.

Wounded?

She asked,

remembering her French,

blessé.

It struck me how the two

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Canadian-Mexican linguist and translator, Margie loves to write about cross-cultural living, faith, family, aging gracefully… and more!

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Margie Hord de Mendez

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Canadian-Mexican linguist and translator, Margie loves to write about cross-cultural living, faith, family, aging gracefully… and more!

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