-I have a bad head cold, with a perpetually running nose and lovely burning eyes
-I had a terrible sleep (the current running theme in my life)
-The boy stole all my blankets, so I had to go and get my own
-I slept in late, causing a lack of breakfast eating to occur
-I couldn't find my hair pick and had to resort to chopsticks (I still can't find it)=20 minutes wasted in my day
-I couldn't find the slip that goes with the dress I had already decided I was going to wear=15 minutes wasted in my day
-I could only find one of the socks I wanted to wear, sitting in the middle of the studio (who only takes off one sock???) The other sock was later found several feet away from the original sock, underneath a basket (???)=15 minutes wasted in my day, plus a fight with the studio couch which made me cry
-The library says that I have a book way over due that I returned three weeks ago
-I couldn't pay attention to a discussion on the existentialist themes in Samuel Beckett's Play in english class (not such a surprise really)
-I am not allowed to go to the bathroom (to blow my nose) during my 1 and 1/2 hour theatre class because it disrupts the flow of the work (where am I, grade two or university? give me a break) This did of course result in the positive aspect that I spent the entire class loudly snorting my snot down my throat every few minutes (which I hope annoyed the person who made the no bathroom rule)
Wednesday
Why you should give chocolate to children
Things I have heard children say #3
I can not remember how I got into this conversation about chocolate with (we'll call him) Earthling, but somehow I found myself extolling the virtues of the dark sweet to this 8 year old. Explaining what an anti-oxidant was and why they were important to stopping free radical damage to your cells. How chocolate contained lots of antioxidants, but only if you got the dark kind that contained at least 70% coco mass. And finally how you could eat this type of chocolate every day and it was good for you (I don't know what I was thinking really, having this conversation with an 8 year old boy).
Earthling's face got brighter and brighter as I got further and further into my explanation. When I was finally exhausted by my talk of chocolate he looked me in the face and said in a very serious voice "You have to tell my mom this!!" He then told me of his personal snack drawer at home, where he had a large selection of healthy snacks that he could chose from at any time of day. This drawer was just for him. He had concluded, from my excellent lecture on the virtues of chocolate, that this wonderful candy should now be included in his "healthy" snack drawer. I was to remember to tell his mother everything I had just told him when she came to pick him up that day.
The end of the day roles around and children are being picked up by their parents here and there. Suddenly Earthlings mother comes up to me. She tells me that Earthling has insisted that she talk to me, that I have something very important to tell her. Earthling is standing near by, all ears attentive to my words. So I tell her. All about chocolate and it's various virtues. At this point Earthling surges in, slyly suggesting that he could have chocolate in his snack drawer, you know, because it is so good for you. She says maybe. He presses his point.
I give her a look as if to say "I'm sorry, I was trying to teach him about anti-oxidants and cellular repair mechanisms, really I was"
I can not remember how I got into this conversation about chocolate with (we'll call him) Earthling, but somehow I found myself extolling the virtues of the dark sweet to this 8 year old. Explaining what an anti-oxidant was and why they were important to stopping free radical damage to your cells. How chocolate contained lots of antioxidants, but only if you got the dark kind that contained at least 70% coco mass. And finally how you could eat this type of chocolate every day and it was good for you (I don't know what I was thinking really, having this conversation with an 8 year old boy).
Earthling's face got brighter and brighter as I got further and further into my explanation. When I was finally exhausted by my talk of chocolate he looked me in the face and said in a very serious voice "You have to tell my mom this!!" He then told me of his personal snack drawer at home, where he had a large selection of healthy snacks that he could chose from at any time of day. This drawer was just for him. He had concluded, from my excellent lecture on the virtues of chocolate, that this wonderful candy should now be included in his "healthy" snack drawer. I was to remember to tell his mother everything I had just told him when she came to pick him up that day.
The end of the day roles around and children are being picked up by their parents here and there. Suddenly Earthlings mother comes up to me. She tells me that Earthling has insisted that she talk to me, that I have something very important to tell her. Earthling is standing near by, all ears attentive to my words. So I tell her. All about chocolate and it's various virtues. At this point Earthling surges in, slyly suggesting that he could have chocolate in his snack drawer, you know, because it is so good for you. She says maybe. He presses his point.
I give her a look as if to say "I'm sorry, I was trying to teach him about anti-oxidants and cellular repair mechanisms, really I was"
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