The Almighty One!

They gave me a badge and a security code so that I can inter the IT monster. Im teaching an advanced English conversation course there. I walk in with practiced confidence, a prayer under my lip, and a loose tie. My students are checking me out, wondering where has this strange fish been caught. The young polish women with thin brown pressed hair offers a forced smile. I wonder how I can make her like me. But Ive learned that this is a lost cause, and in the end I am only accountable to the one who made me and lead me to this place. Fear sets in. I am the child of an almighty and great G-d. I am a worrier. I fell off a horse, but got back on again.