There was an odd kind of symmetry to my day involving rain. When I got to the subway stop nearest my work, it was raining, despite not raining before that. When I left work, it rained on my walk back … Continue reading
I left my house under a cloudy sky that threatened and then delivered rain. It was an inauspicious start to the day and one that would irrevocably influence Today’s Perfect Moments. It didn’t cancel them, but it profoundly affected them, … Continue reading
It should come as no surprise that weather is fickle. However, based on the fact that my students complain about it as much as they do, and that they spend an inordinate amount of time telling me that the weather … Continue reading
Yesterday I went to work without a jacket. Perhaps this wasn’t the first day that I went without a jacket–I am pretty sure that I have left it in the car or not taken it because I was going to … Continue reading
On Friday, one of my students asked me if winter was truly over. Before I could answer, she started making declarations like; “It’s Spring.” “Winter is done.” I wasn’t in the best of moods and though not as grouchy as … Continue reading
I emerged from the subway with all the other lemmings, grumbling and rolling my eyes at the people having difficulty with the turnstile exit. It sure and truly was a Monday morning. Most everyone was waiting just inside the doors … Continue reading
My morning routine is pretty set. After showering and shaving, and before I feed the cat, I try my best to enjoy my breakfast (which includes coffee) while listening to the radio. Though they had stopped the practice for a … Continue reading
I am not going to lie to you. I thought Monday was pretty cold. I was mostly unconcerned while indoors. I certainly didn’t want to rile up the students any more than they were. I am sure all of them … Continue reading
The big talk in my classrooms on Friday was all about the weather. It was kind of like I was trapped in an ESL textbook from the 70s or 80s. I enjoyed the irony….for a few minutes at least. Then, … Continue reading
When asked about it later, I had to confess that, at the time, I wasn’t quite clear as to whether they were screams of joy or fear. It was obvious later, but not then, and not for at least a … Continue reading
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