This weekend, my family and I went on a very long walk in Paris, it was our thanksgiving walk. We went to republic and made our way through the sights of flowers and candles by the Bataclan. It was definitely strange, and difficult to grasp (I will probably write about it towards he end of December). But the heart wrenching part of our walk was … Continue reading Rare repairs – Hugh’s Photo Challenge: Week 7 – Funny Or Strange Signs
Thank you for reading, thank you for encouraging me to write and be creative. Thank you for all your comments and compliments! (I will try to make my way through that commenting backlog). Thank you for having shared posts this months and the other months too of course. This month turned out impressive in terms of page views.
I want to thank all of the bloggers who agreed to participate in the advent calendar that will be happening on this blog between the 1st and the 24th of December! Thank you so much! Continue reading “A big thank you!”
Yesterday we celebrated Thanksgiving, it was great with a lot of good food. Today the celebration continues, we will be visiting Paris, not sure what yet. And eating a lot of food, hey it’s Thanksgiving… So that means I might actually have you join me for coffee in a café this week. Continue reading “If we were having coffee 28 November 2015”
Last week, I read the post The Thing All Women Do That You Don’t Know About by Gretchen Kelly and an avalanche of memories came back. Not just this post triggered them, there is also the fact that recently I have been thinking a lot about teaching, good and bad methods, about teachers good and bad. So I had already thought about the bad and the amazing teachers I had in the past. But I had not though about the elements that made some bad teachers horrible, until I read the post I just mentioned.
How many women remember the teacher that made them uncomfortable? The teacher that made them pick up the turtle neck sweater they dispised so much? How many girls still do this today? How many bad grades are the result of being scared of a teacher? Continue reading “Horrible Teachers No Girl Wants To Have”
My first Thanksgiving was celebrated 15 years ago in New York with my mom’s cousin. I don’t recall the turkey, the food or anything really. I have a small recollection of the decoration of the apartment. But I remember one thing: we watched so many Indiana Jones movies that I eventually fell asleep in front of the TV.