One of those nothing days, stuck hovering around Fski's misbehaving violent squad. Free play outside am and pm also added to my listless waste of a day feeling; gorgeous sunshine, clear blue skies & turning leaves...Assembly introduced new boy H, who held my hand for a while in the yard first thing. Eric Morecambe glasses.
Also Ayane-sensei, a student teacher back for a spell. Impromptu "help" to sing English version of 10 Little Indians; good job I know it (but then again, most teachers my age do?) - this after request for one little finger & CD player crapped out. Deal with anything going wrong, advice to novice teachers!
Headache, fed up (mostly due to a certain vache de mer in Nagaoya) , and bored with daily 'make it up as you go along' stipulation. Why always me? (apologies to Mario Balotelli).
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