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“Do you think you count in the world?”
Mr. Keating stands with his hands in his pockets like an overgrown schoolboy, his jacket loose over the back of his chair. In front of him, a dozen boys look at their looseleaf and twiddle their pencils, uncertain.
"We are not meant to sing our own praises and demand recognition, but there’s a secret, a truth that not everyone knows that turns that lesson on its head. Do you know it? Has it ever been whispered into your waiting ears?"