after a second solo afternoon at the CCH i grabbed my camera and broke out of the compound [alright, i walked out the open frontdoor] and went for a walk around a block in ma neighbo-hood.
oystein was still bed ridden and mike had tried to come but couldnt last the day. he made a fabulous transition from grey to ashen white around 1030 am and i sent him home perched, half-swaying on the back of a moto. [dont worry, he will be fine. its just a flu.] so after playing postwoman after i combining the intermediate and advanced classes and improv-ing a lesson on letter writing [to be sent to the boys... ] i put on my sandles and WALKED....something i have not been able to do for more than 30 seconds at a time since my back peaced last saturday. i only went around the block and it was more than enough but i wanted to give y'all a better idea as to what my neighbourhood looks like. it was also a brilliant night for the Cloud Appreciation Club, haha so please bear with me :)
*note on the letters: it was funny, they were incredibly dramatic/romantic/cheesy and i finally made the connection between the bad english pop songs that they knew all the lyrics to and the english phrases they were most comfortable saying/writing....starting to think i should expose them to some tom waits or tori amos, add a couple of layers of depth to their lyric bank :P]
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