I dream that I am teaching again, and having assigned the class independent work, I am spending time connecting with each student to see if they are grasping the material. It’s my favourite part of teaching, and I wake up wondering if I’ll ever have that feeling again. So rewarding. It is bittersweet, growing old. […]
Really wasn’t your faultthis fury that overcame –Words evoked onslaught,a raging river of pain. Didn’t mean to push you,miscalculated my aim,swimming in swamp watersnot a recommended game. You floundered, gurgled,cursed me by name –our love story, now viralbrought an alligator fame. (Image my own. Tale is totally fictional, I promise.)
One Woman's Quest II 
And Don’t I know it, great piece, so true
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Thank you!
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My pleasure
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Beautiful deep red on this rose 😀
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Thank you.
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Thanks for the haiku and photo, a renga with you:
treasure beauty with the thorns
proximity pricks when touched
Dr. Lim Keng Huat, http://www.wonkywizard.wordpress.com
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Nice. Thanks.
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Thanks. With that approval, I shall publish it in my blog with acknowledgement, and it will be translated in Chinese for more readership.
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Thank you. Will you link it back here?
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Yes, please inform if I fail to link
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