Why Be A Teacher

Why did I want to be a teacher? It certainly wasn’t because I love children. In fact, lets ge this straight, I can’t stand children (not unless I absolutely have to or they’re my cousin Charlotte). Now I define children as being from the age they first start screaming to the age that they can … Read More


 

Children

Seems like everyone around here is talking children. Not so surprising really since one of the women in the department is pregnant and the others are all mothers. The girls in all the classes are fascinated by babies…being pregnant can really get the kids to shut up which is nice. It’s so strange, being fed … Read More


 

To Look

If you look at something you categorise it, I don’t really mean put it into a box but you say that is beautiful, that is wrong-looking, that is pretty, that is boring, whatever. So we look and we react to beauty. But we don’t just percieve with our eyes, we talk to people and smell … Read More


 

Beauty

Why is beauty important? As Giggles has written, twice now, (damn her grasp of Latin it took me fifteen minutes and a dictionary to reply to her! and my endings aren’t right and I think one of the words is past historic tense) I think therefore I am, not I am beautiful therefore I am. … Read More


 

One Day, One Time

I don’t know how many beautiful people I’ve met, there seem to be so many of them. I remember in my first year on some student pole Lancaster got voted as having the best looking undergrads…well all I can say is that they must’ve been right. So many people I know who just look so…and … Read More