Seriously, remember:
Linked to the On the Hunt for Joy Challenge: Rediscover your childhood joys.
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Alone is also an option
but dancing is always better with friends.
Linked to the On the Hunt for Joy Challenge: Dance it out.
Bubbles
And because joy is also about not taking oneself too seriously, here is a photo of me with bubbles:
It was a silly performance and in the audience was a man known as Bubbles – and that’s the honest truth.
Linked to the On the Hunt for Joy Challenge: Blowing bubbles.
play list?
I don’t really have a playlist of favourite songs as such. If I need a pick-me-up I rather go to books or films. Last week I linked one of my favourite TV scenes ever on this blog and I do so again. It is when the eleventh doctor (from Doctor Who if anybody needs this additional information) and Amy Pond take Vincent van Gogh, who thinks his paintings are worthless and just generally questions his talents, to a gallery in his future (our present) featuring his paintings. Bill Nighy is giving a rhapsodic speech about van Gogh’s art and Vincent is overwhelmed listening to it. It moves me every time.
Otherwise, although I sing badly (and having been told so often) I like sing-a-longs with friends, the louder and the bawdier, the better. The latter is the reason why I don’t publicise my playlist.
Linked to the On the Hunt for Joy Challenge: Make a song list.
(Not) Commuting in the Time of Corona
The school where I teach is still closed so currently I don’t commute. But once we’ll start again there will be changes. I used to take the car but I started to feel bad about it since it is really a short distance. Then I got a small scooter (not an e-scooter, mind you) and realised that these little toys are just that – toys: fun for a short distance but not built for longer trips, even on slightly rough roads because they have hardly any buffers.
I started to combine the scooter with the tram or bus which was okay except that I needed a bulky backpack to carry all my teaching equipment. Together with carrying the scooter this doesn’t work too well if there is lots of other commuters. And then one day I fell, I still don’t know why, my glasses broke and my face was bloodied. And my pride severely injured.
But now I have Wynona. Wynona Rider (sic!) – a stupid pun because the make of the bike is called “Winora”. But I’ve already clocked up 500 km on her and the car has mostly stayed in the garage. I’ve learned to assess my grocery shopping so that it fits in the side bags.
Cee’s challenge got me to think about the route of my commute – it’s not far but I want to avoid unnecessary traffic pitfalls for cyclists. I took my camera and here it is:
Leaving the yard and it’s downhill immediately. It’s pretty steep and that should wake me up in the morning! At the foot of the hill is the tram station on the right.
I turn to the left and have a cycle route that changes into a road lined with trees. I cross over a bridge and down a long cycle path to keep me away from the heavy traffic. I pass a large crossing (no photos, I was busy pedalling) and after 3.75 km I have arrived at the school.
Now let’s see if I find this as much fun once summer turns into autumn and winter with wet and cold weather.
Linked to the On the Hunt for Joy Challenge: Commute, joyfully.
My paper-clips
Occasionally, I like to stick them on extra homework from my students.
Note to self: Don’t hand out the little piggy to Muslim students!
Linked to the On the Hunt for Joy Challenge: Bring joy with office supplies.
Not by choice
What to do if my desk looks like this?
The only option seems to be sharing. Of course, I exercise parental control over what Henry is viewing. He most enjoys films made for cats, either about birds or, like here, fish.
Linked to On the hunt for Joy: Put something cute on your desk.
I got all my playthings with me
I’ve taken to carry my Corona-Man toy figurines along to make outings more fun – even if it is just going to the shops. At home I couldn’t find such a picturesque puddle to play with reflections.
I find other settings for them as well. And since I have my camera with me anyway, more fun finds:
This one didn’t want to pose with Corona-Man. I can’t blame him/her/it.
Linked to the On The Hunt for Joy: Mix play with everyday.
My desk is not German at all
Germans are said to be very methodical, orderly and tidy.
A German proverb goes: Ordnung muss sein. Literally: Order must prevail. Or closer to an English proverb (and possibly describing cultural differences): Orderliness (or tidiness) is next to godliness.
I, on the other hand, live according to another saying:
Tidy people are just too lazy to look for things.
Linked to On the Hunt for Joy: Knoll your desk.
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