So I’m in front of Liz’s class – I think there were three classes put together actually – and we’re talking about the media and the hands are going up, up, up. One after another, the kids tell me about this story and that one. Fires in Australia – that’s the one Liz recently “reported” […]
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Being popular and oatmeal don’t seem to have a lot in common. But you have to know Hannah. My daughter, the one who is as black and beautiful as the night sky, turned seven the other day. She opted for her party to be in her classroom, which isn’t so uncommon here in Uganda at the
So, they’re still at it, still after my son and asking for his hand in marriage – Agnes and Rainer – the two seven-year-old school girls who are flat out and deep into it, unable to control themselves because Jon, apparently, has everything that it takes. Faithful Reader will recall that the two girls both proposed
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Several girls appear to be flat out in love with my son. They’re in his class. He’s 7. Two have proposed. The third has asked him if he’s ever kissed a girl on the lips. This unfolded when Jon was class VIP the other day. He was in front, in his VIP chair, answering questions
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So, Jon is his class VIP all week, which gives him great power and prestige. For one, he can bring things from home to give a picture of his off-school life. So he brought Sam, his rabbit. Sam, you’ll recall , is one result of our place turning into a sort of funny
