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Spring has sprung, and it seems to be just in time. After the first real winter in the Czech Republic for a few years now, it is good to be sitting on my balcony and enjoying the warmth of the sunshine on my back. The plants have been released from their winter protection and are ready for the new season to begin in earnest. I, similarly, feel a freedom to enjoy my small sanctuary yet again.
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Ensure it is cooked, it shouldn't be crispy. That is what they said, way back when. Grey leaves, swimming in stinky water. Eat up, it's good for you! Arms crossed, a battle of wills. Cabbage, rediscovered as an adult. All those years of hate, make it crunchy and tasty.
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Neighbourhood fears Surely, few would want There will be tears Will they mean nought? A patch of green Inhabited by hare A wad of green Could make it bare Instead of nature's wonders What will there be? Nowhere to wander Only concrete to see
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These are certainly interesting times to be a teacher. Standing at the front of the classroom and seeing 16 pairs of eyes staring back at you, while their faces are covered by a mask. It is a different look and one that has taken some getting used too. There have been certain challenges which have come with teaching during the Covid era, some of which I certainly could never have imagined.
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One has his own course another is on hers. What are the chances that they shall ever meet? How many dimensions are they moving through? What forces are acting upon them? An astronomical chance, a seemingly infinite number. But it still happens. They meet, connect, and bond.
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