November 16th: Thanksgiving lesson
[ posted by mcdeviltoast ]
Day 60
Woke for Chinese breakfast and the lady loaded me up with too much as per usual. However, this time I didn't make myself sick. I told myself it was ok not to finish. Huzzah for self-control and no guilt.
The lesson this week is Thanksgiving. I gave a condensed overview of the history, then vocab of typical dinner fare, then I showed how to draw a turkey by tracing one's hand and entreated them to list four things they are thankful for, one for each finger feather. I put a ban on family, saying I knew they all were thankful for that and I didn't want 30 turkeys to all say "mother, father, sister, computer games." The one class I forgot to say this to, sure enough, had identical answers of the family list rundown.
Some of their thankful answers: KFC, dogs, cats, listen to the music, books, my bed, myself, hand, eyes, coffee, Mr. Willis.
I also brought Darby, since he is my family in China, explained I would be having a big meal with him on Thursday. I also showed photos of friends and got a little choked up doing so. I showed a couple from my birthday and they were amazed it was from this year. "It was summer. Hot. No beard."
The apathy crew was good today, although "Mary" and his cohort were in the WC (bathroom) for the first ten minutes of class.
The stooped-over clear-cutters are burning weeds again, and I'm starting to get congested and coughy. But at least I know the source of my discomfort. When similar symptoms occur in Cincinnati I have no idea what's causing it, only that it's (fill in the month), and I have to ride it out for (fill in time span.) So while I'm somewhat respiratorily oppressed at the moment, I take comfort in knowing when the weed burning stops, so will my bronchial troubles.
I blogged, ate dinner, passed out for a bit in the warm womb of my room. Woke, blogged some more, drank warm water and pretended it was tea, blew my nose ad nauseum, slept.
Woke for Chinese breakfast and the lady loaded me up with too much as per usual. However, this time I didn't make myself sick. I told myself it was ok not to finish. Huzzah for self-control and no guilt.
The lesson this week is Thanksgiving. I gave a condensed overview of the history, then vocab of typical dinner fare, then I showed how to draw a turkey by tracing one's hand and entreated them to list four things they are thankful for, one for each finger feather. I put a ban on family, saying I knew they all were thankful for that and I didn't want 30 turkeys to all say "mother, father, sister, computer games." The one class I forgot to say this to, sure enough, had identical answers of the family list rundown.
Some of their thankful answers: KFC, dogs, cats, listen to the music, books, my bed, myself, hand, eyes, coffee, Mr. Willis.
I also brought Darby, since he is my family in China, explained I would be having a big meal with him on Thursday. I also showed photos of friends and got a little choked up doing so. I showed a couple from my birthday and they were amazed it was from this year. "It was summer. Hot. No beard."
The apathy crew was good today, although "Mary" and his cohort were in the WC (bathroom) for the first ten minutes of class.
The stooped-over clear-cutters are burning weeds again, and I'm starting to get congested and coughy. But at least I know the source of my discomfort. When similar symptoms occur in Cincinnati I have no idea what's causing it, only that it's (fill in the month), and I have to ride it out for (fill in time span.) So while I'm somewhat respiratorily oppressed at the moment, I take comfort in knowing when the weed burning stops, so will my bronchial troubles.
I blogged, ate dinner, passed out for a bit in the warm womb of my room. Woke, blogged some more, drank warm water and pretended it was tea, blew my nose ad nauseum, slept.
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[ posted by mcdeviltoast @ 11/16/2004 09:10:00 AM ]
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