Three times this past week I ‘wasted’ time because I was doing things out of habit instead of remembering that things had changed, however momentarily. By the time, I had done my hat-trick, that’s when the penny dropped, when it clicked. I realised the power of habits. Or was reminded of.
So working backwards from the one that sent the penny to the floor! Lol. Continue reading
This week makes it one year since I upped and moved out from Loughborough to Manchester. (I briefly wrote about it here.) And I’ve been thinking about how much has changed in me and around me since I made the move. What’s new? What’s the same? Who’s new? Who’s the same? Many things have happened in this one year unlike no other year – good and what I’ll, in my limited understanding, call not-so-good.
For this week I thought to write about some of the ways I’ve changed, what I’ve learnt and I’m still learning in this new environment, the encounters and people I’ve met. Continue reading
“No manna appeared on the day they first ate from the crops of the land, and it was never seen again. So from that time on the Israelites ate from the crops of Canaan.” – Joshua 5:12
This was part of a text I read some in April this year. And it stood out to me to signify a Change of Season. Then I looked up the middle-column reference scriptures and these came up:
“So the people of Israel ate manna for forty years until they arrived at the land where they would settle. They ate manna until they came to the border of the land of Canaan.” – Exodus 16:35 Continue reading
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So I started this new training placement in a school in South Manchester and drove there on my first day. But walahi, Manchester people (many it seems), those that drive that is, are in a constant hurry to go somewhere. I can almost imagine it being like Lagos during rush hour if by mistake someone plants a virus in the computer controls of the traffic lights and they start behaving like some LASTMA people. I can only imagine!! As a result, I initially decided not to drive as it was causing me too much anxiety (topic for another day!). Bus and tram journey times were about the same but bus was cheaper, almost by a half, in fact probably more as I would have needed to take the bus to the tram stop closest to my house.
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That’s the background, now to the main ground . . .hehe. So here I was, I’m bus-ing back home on this weird weather Friday in April, and whilst waiting at the bus stop, Continue reading