Raise - Rises

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Would You Rather: live in wintery conditions or summery conditions for the rest of your life?

Maddening - Happy

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Fyce - Centaur

I watch sports on TV. You can drink more that way.

Wine or beer?

Joyous

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Receiving of course, although it does feel good to give.

Baked goods or store bought?

Team - Amplify

I was watching, amused, as two girls had a tiff over one of the activity boards. One of the girls stood up and made to walk away. The other girl said something I couldn't make out. The girl who was standing turned around, put her hands on her hips and declared loud and proud, "Don't care, grumpy bear!" then she stormed off in dramatic four-year-old fashion. That's a great line. I'm using that...

Added 21 May 2019 | Category Musings | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 400 | 8 Comments

"Heeeeeey teacher," a child said to me, just as I was about to sit down and effectively ruin the fun of the children who were painting without fully being supervised. "My name is Laura, not teacher," I said. Oh, the joys of working at a new school. "Laula," the child said. Close enough.  "How can I help?" I asked little Miss Four, standing in front of me. She was looking very bright...

Added 20 Feb 2019 | Category Musings | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 361 | 8 Comments

Coming from within the kids' bathroom I heard the unmistakable sounds of children laughing, a pause, some low sounds that I could not quite make out from where I was, then the loud sound of laughter once more. Walking across the classroom, the low sounds became clearer, as a picture was painted as to what the children were doing in the bathroom when they were supposed to be getting changed...

Added 10 Dec 2018 | Category Musings | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 254 | 8 Comments

It's the little things of the job that make everything worth it. All the stress of working in education, all the meetings with the big bosses, the paperwork, the endless staff meetings, professional developments, the weekend-long courses, all the after-hours work we have to put it to get work complete, that all just seems to melt away with the little moments that happen each day. Those...

Added 16 Mar 2018 | Category Musings | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 372 | 6 Comments

Still and silent stream in the midnight dark Resting amongst the flax is the night sky beauty herself Quenching a thirst from the sweet, still waters Winds that whisper vows and carry the faintest of spells Her eyes are deep pools of wintery water Playing in the shallows feels safe, any deeper and you risk drowning An otherworldly beauty emerges from her secret stream Such an ethereal...

Added 31 Dec 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 680 | 6 Comments

I got told off at work the other day. Not uncommon, the children always have an answer for everything, and I am constantly getting attitude and sass, but I just sass them straight back. I am teaching the next generation to be sarcastic assholes. You're welcome, society. The particular boy who told me off, has no language skills. He is on the autistic spectrum and he has a specialist who...

Added 18 Nov 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 538 | 9 Comments

If you read the newspaper regularly, you probably missed the news about the grand opening, for the simple fact, it wasn't reported by the media or tabloids. I am, of course, talking about the grand opening of my nail salon last week at the daycare.  It had all started the week prior when one of the boys asked why my nails were purple. I had painted them that colour so they matched my dress...

Added 29 Oct 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 430 | 8 Comments

Working with children, you're privy to some of their conversations. Overheard snippets as you walk past or sit next to them. Even the very young children somehow seem to be able to effectively communicate with each other. To me, it just sounds like random noises and baby babble, but they just know.  On Wednesday I was partially privy to such a conversation when I walked down the other end...

Added 30 Sep 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 532 | 8 Comments

Little kitten, you never learned to meow properly in the short time we had you. You made weird, half-assed cat noises, now it is very, very quiet at meal times. I will miss coming home to find you sleeping on the end of my bed, or sometimes to find your poo on my bedroom floor. I will miss how easily wound up you were, and the scratches you gave me from constantly messing with you. I will...

Added 23 Sep 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 627 | 8 Comments

Hello, hoomans of the interwebz, my name is Rudolph Valentino, but I just get called Tino for short. Other names of mine are little shit or Turd-meister because instead of doing my business outside in the dirt, I choose to go indoors. I especially like to go into the bedrooms of my hoomans, burrow under their sleeping areas and go there. I do not tell them I have done this, instead, I wait for...

Added 05 Jul 2017 | Category Humor | Votes 13 | Avg Score 4.92 | Views 749 | 11 Comments