He taught with a gusto that was appreciable to all who saw him; yet rarely had I considered what it meant. One day I had to walk into him teaching a class to deliver a message. I did so slowly, trying to advertise my prescence and the reason for it. He noticed nothing, or if he did, he gave no reaction, only kept teaching.
Later on I saw him teaching again, and as he spoke the words, as he discussed a physics concept, a smile lived on his face and his eyes were happy. I then realized that this is his love, and in it, he has happiness.
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