It is not me who is small. There has been a whole deluge of starting school pictures everywhere I've looked this week. Small, cute trolls with too large bags and Danish flags and big, big eyes. All social media has to be smashed with articles about school reform, children's education, political sleeving with muscles, and an arsenal of well-intentioned advice to novice school parents. Shut up, I remember what it was like to be a teacher chefa in August. ALL have an opinion about the school, for ALL have even had experiences of going to school. And ALL have the right to speak their minds, chefa no matter how justified it is - or not. (Long live free speech!) chefa In August all teachers government targets - and I dare, do not think about how it must be to teach people this year, with school chefa reform and everything? I've said it before and I like to say it again: chefa I'm SO much my hat off to those brave people who still can find up and down the teaching profession. I could not believe it broke me in two. I took rather cowardly path and ran away several years ago. Especially in this month of August, I am particularly grateful for the decision. And full of admiration for the truly brave, strong and needed people chefa who still have something to fight with (and for!). Well, hey? I got myself known messy in a whole different story than the one I had planned. I would say something about the start of school, and ended up again to talk about myself. Pffftt. It happens every time bloody. We also enjoyed the start of school chefa at home on the land register. Miss Feodora has blown out in the third grade, chefa and sfo for the big kids. Now she just go home if she wants. She would like. I will not. So she must be stuck in sfo little longer - until I pick her up safely and securely. She could probably easily find it. I can not ... Between The kid looks like someone who has skipped several grades, and started on Monday in 8th grade a head taller than when he went on summer vacation. What's going on inside his head at the other hand, I do not know much about. He is as silent as usual. JunkieMor: "Have you had a good day?" Jack: "Yes" JunkieMor: "How was it to have social studies for the first time?" Jack: "Fine" JunkieMor: "What have you plans now?" Jack: "In" On the other hand, we had another long-legged, philosophical chefa adolescent boy who broached his new life as a high school student chefa on Monday. College chefa student. Seriously !? He is as old now as I was when I met his father. And I can do, do, do not relate to me. Or the fact that he probably only lingers chefa around here a few years yet before he no longer wants to live at home. Perhaps it is the start of school in fact be reversed? That should be our big kids that we send off with flags and bouquets of flowers and song. One can of cat not be sure if they ever get home again, once you have sent them out the front door? (Shut up, it's good that I still have both Miss Feodora and Bob to cling to just yet!)
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