Today was just as normal a day as ever was. Monday, so Helen took the kids to school as I’ve got an 8 a.m. lesson, and it is the perfect lessen to begin the week. 5 minutes walk from the house, a nice looking office girl with intermediate to advanced English. We talk about things and sometimes I read her Tarot cards. It is a low stress lesson, a nice way to start the week.
Then I came home, worked on a few stories for “Watson’s World News”: a robotic cow milker so cows can just get milked whenever they like and I sure think that has potential to change the world. Not just because the cows choose more frequent milkings and therefore the amount of lactose deliciousness extracted is somewhat higher, not just because farmers get to sleep in, but because of the long term ramifications of robots allowing animals to have greater control over their own destinies. Then an article about how Czech Deer still won’t walk across the German border, even though the electric fence has been down for 25 years, and most deer only live for about 15. Then, of course the cute little story about the half-zebra, half-donkey animal, called a zonkey, that was just born in Mexico.
Then, I left the house at 11, thinking that gave me plenty of time to walk to my class at school, which is a lovely walk, along the river for the most part. I got there on time, but I had to hustle at the end. Gave the little brats a test and deliberately made it ridiculously easy. I knew some of them were going to flunk it no matter what, and four did. Two of whom I hadn’t expected. Still, a lot of the class dullards actually got through it. I just gave them 1 flashcard each, words like “mother,” “hat,” “dog,” “kite” etc. and gave them 10 minutes to write 6 questions, using who, what, when, where, why and how.
After that, had just time to come home and make lunch, fortunately there was an adequate supply of leftovers, then I went to pick up Isabel from school and take her to ballet. We’d arranged for someone to come pick up Isabel, but my next lesson wasn’t until 5:15, and the ballet school has a coffee machine that only costs 10 crowns, so I waited in the lobby and tried, without much success, to write a poem and then the rain came fallin’ down and oh, my lord, it poured, and it felt so good. I am at the age now where I feel the barometric pressure, it’s not just a bone thing, there is a lethargy and a dullness that comes with it, and when the rain comes it just dissipates, like all of your anxieties and bottled rage at walking the floor at night with a screaming infant just dissipate the very second you realize they are asleep.
I end my Monday workday with another adult lesson. We talked about Crimea and Ukraine and the similarities between the Ukrainian Russians and the Sudeten Germans, and a very funny incident of his kid falling in the mud.
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