WordPress tracks “streaks” of how many days in a row one posts, and I just crossed one thousand. Actually, I’ve posted closer to 1,265 (a little more) as my first post was on November 29, 2018.
The plan backfired, spectacularly, as the next thing I heard was a chorus from several students saying loudly, “DO MINE NEXT!!!”
It’s a fantasy to say that I am a good teacher, or that I will be able to teach them anything. I can’t, because the choice isn’t mine. The students, themselves, have to decide if they want to learn.
I’m glad I could do this for this young lady. She seemed as though she needed it, and I hope it did something to improve her feeling of self-worth.
find a soulmate if you can, but it’s more important to find a partner who is willing to work with you on the relationship.
I can’t watch the video without laughing, but honestly, it’s kind of heart-breaking at the same time.
Renaissance garb is, frankly, cumbersome. If it’s relatively authentic (I mean, how authentic can it really be?), there are none of the modern conveniences, such as zippers, or buttons on pants. It’s not easy getting out of pants with ropes holding them on in a bathroom emergency.
there are times that I am certain that I’m writing something that is so obviously over the top that it cannot be taken as anything but sarcasm, only to discover that it just didn’t come across as such.
I feel as if I am carrying around a coat of pollution from my past, a “soot of arms” if you will.
this is a lesson the Kodak chemist never learned