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When I was young…

I’ve been feeling really old this week. More than usual. And it has nothing to do with the fact that the realisation of being well and truly in middle age has dawned. It also has nothing to do with the … Continue reading

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The purpose of teaching

I was walking up Queen Street in Auckland city yesterday, having just been stood up for lunch, when I noticed an increased number of homeless people shaking cups or holding signs. I am used to seeing some when I catch … Continue reading

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Boots in spring

The weather sucks. It’s supposed to be spring. You know, the time when you feel a change in the air. When you dust off your walking shoes and then vacuum up said dust. When lambs get frisky and you think … Continue reading

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Kill your darlings

You know what the hardest thing is about writing? It’s having to not use all the words you know. Over years of avid reading and a love for language, I have accumulated a lexical cornucopia, a plethora of parlance. Now … Continue reading

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Send in the clowns

A short play in one act, one scene. Scene 1: A dark staged forest with cardboard trees. Player one enters from stage left. P1: Okay I’ve had enough. Yoo hoo! I said I’ve had enough! Player two enters unseen from … Continue reading

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Sometimes you have to make your own

Trying to decide what to eat for lunch today, I resisted the temptation to reach for one of the chocolate brownies I made last night. I thought back to when I followed the Liver Cleansing Diet and how much I … Continue reading

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The end of an era

I have a new job at a different school. That’s right, I am leaving the place that shall not be named. I know what you’re thinking – yeah, yeah, we’ve heard this before. I know I’ve had four farewells and … Continue reading

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