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Freira has just finished cleaning the house and she was set to leave for the schoolhouse for that day. She checked everything first before having her exit and locking the door. The sea breeze whiff her hair in another direction and she tried her best to gather it. It is a good thing that it is half-tied or else it would be quite a mess before she could even reach the school. She only walks toward it as her students do. Carriages and horses are rare in their village, only carts and carabaos pass with loads to pull and no space to sit down on. It was no problem with her. She gets to exercise in the morning because of her walk and she finds it entertaining to be among nature. When she reached the schoolhouse, she greeted the children as she takes off her coat and hang it with the others. The