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Good day, classes were unstructured but engaging ( I hope)
Morning saw us getting passports for the kids. I wish it had been fun, but it wasn’t, because of the tide of grumpiness that gradually enveloped us.
Afternoon was great, a quiet time teaching the intern and students.
It’s the one-on-one interactions that make it fun. It’s the best way to teach.
Now I’m at snyder bar getting some wings, having a Guinness. All ok

She’s the only one on the field without an “uh” sound at the end of her name. The coaches are playing with them in a little scrimmage, and they keep kicking the balls at the girls.

Always been one of my favorite bands, but their songs are hit or miss. Actually, the segments of their songs are like that. At times they can blow me away with Gahan’s vocals and the layers beneath, and then lose me with a shift into something that’s just not right.

E.g.:

http://youtu.be/XfG8O_Fq_vg?t=1m34s

The chorus there is as good as anything DM has done, but the rest of the song is just eh. Still, I’ll take it.

The best way to teach is to learn with your students.

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So Nan has decided she doesn’t want to swim. Well, she’s always complained about going to swim team but I finally caved and stopped bringing her. I guess that makes me a bad parent. I just got sick of fighting with her, dragging her out the door with a grocery bag of wet towels, suits, goggles, and caps, any of which was likely to be missing and therefore a culprit for another crisis at the pool.

I get it; I hated it too. Somehow I kept going, though. Do I regret it? Probably not. It led to my success as a lifeguard, all those years making easy money sitting around. I try to dangle that carrot in front of her, telling her she’ll never have the easy life I did, that waiting tables and bagging groceries is for chumps. She doesn’t really care though. At least now.