I tried to become a prince. To slay a dragon in its lair. A vicious battle, I expected. In the end, it turned out funny. She chose the dragon instead of me. I strived to be so friendly. To chase had been my strategy. But still it was no good. Flowers, sweets, and fancy stuff. Why were they still not enough? I tried to win her, night and day.

When I started this reflective blog back in September, I was certain that I would write a post every single week, writing about my teaching ventures on placement and at uni.

La vie de la rédaction est réglée par deux rituels. Bon, je vais manger. Tu vas où? Je sais pas, tu veux aller où? Notez que parfois le rédacteur ne souhaite pas aller. Le candidat du système Shock.

Thursday, May 30, 2013. What an awesome link up from Holly. We will likely do this near a lake or river and mix in Fishing, Floating Down the River, or Both. Before we know it snowflakes will be falling again so we have to get in as much as we can while we can. We have taken Little Man to a few smaller zoos and I think he is finally big enough to.

I understand and acknowledge that I am to receive instruction in Yoga theory and exercise only and I will not hold you, your pa.