ABDALLAH
From the back, a girl ─Ayesha?─ raises her hand. I nod my head, silently telling her to go on with her question.
“Sir, how─” When she looks towards the door, she falls silent.
I turn my head to my right, wanting to see who interrupted my class. Sophia stands by the door. She’s poking her head in through the little space of the barely open door.
“Can I come in?”
I smile at the childish question. “Sure,”
I watch the wonderment and awe in her expression as she looks around the classroom. It’s a pretty cool place. Clay sculptures line two rows at the right and left; some of them made by the students and the others by me. Where the students are seated, there are computers in front of them and until Sophia same, everyone was immersed in their work.
My jaw hardens as I notice t
