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teacher
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Monday, 20 January 2025
Five minutes on a Post-it
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A sweet American of mine friend died this week. She was full of loving creativity and gentleness and was always kind and attentive. She was...
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Wednesday, 14 September 2022
Reflections on Character fuelled by my P3 art piece
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My Mum is a custodian of epic proportions. Things from decades even 50 years ago, of worth, are carefully stored. In her garage, there ar...
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Sunday, 8 September 2013
Burning Shoes and Stuff
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There was a young bored sports teacher covering a class for a colleague in Rhodes, Greece. He noticed some loose threads on his traine...
Saturday, 16 June 2012
The Lovely Mr Nikos
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I remember calling at my son’s primary class in Greece and his teacher Mr Nikos seemed unusually agitated. This was not like him at all. ...
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Sunday, 22 April 2012
Did you survive school unscarred?
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From an old fax sent to home from Rhodes, Greece. Apologies to any mistakes in my grammar – how I ended up teaching English with my spellin...
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