Just got off of three days work
with the kids
at the Cutchin's school.
Much to be, I hope,
I love it there.
Would like to live nearby
too, if it seems possible.
At school it is relaxed.
I can help kids work
while I
work on the blog, etc.
Wrote a poem at
school -
..."What we
the children too
make-
do,
is igneous."
I thought the pun on
ingenius was obvious enough..
later on I realized that
The word for flame
comes from the word
ignite:
igneous
rock made from melting
other rock.
I find it so hard
that in three days
so much was felt,
and now it is time
for this
unemployment blues
to start again.
My mother and father,
to live with...
They're nice people.
Only to imagine
there are those out
there
who would choose
to live with them
(i.e. a parent;
parents...)
Money cannot be
the only thing there is
to worry about,
but not the end of the world.
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