lying in a blur in regent's park
i'm fixing my problems on the leaves up high
it took all afternoon
then on to meet sweet people at a beautiful pacific dinner party
who teach me spanish with smiles
gorgeous

the day of a substitute teacher...
9am: call to school and I am not yet dressed...
11am: arrive at school two trains and a run around London later (uh-oh, school began at 9am)
11.02am: shown to class and told to teach the "chunking method" of division for an hour and a half
gulp
11.10am: kids are making crazy noise and I finally understand what "chunking" is.
and so it goes on...til the peaceful time of hometime.
I don't quite know how people survive as a sub teacher. Kids of England lost respect somewhere along the way, but it's mothers my age who aren't helping them find it.
OK, I'm done.

just stopping to smell the flowers

by Diego, Nicola and Enrico
Last class at Teikyo College!