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No one's experience is ever the same. I was reading the blogs of two other teachers, teaching English in Japan with the same group that I did and how interesting that their experiences of life there are so different from my experiences there. It's very interesting. We'll have commonalilties but such different experiences that it's almost totally different. I was encouraging someone the other day to avoid a particular store because of mine and others bad experiences and they responded with, "yes, that was what happened to you but everyone has different experiences". Ahhh - yes, tis true but sometimes wisdom also comes from experience. I'm sure I can hear a whole bunch of parents that once had teenagers going..."it's so true, if only they'd listened". My eyes, my lenses.
So I was reminded of another silly story during supper with Janet&Ian.
This was our long weekend, and with all the busy-ness happening we decided to stay put in Saskatoon. Which also meant that I did not miss my cake decorating class. Sarah, Tanya, Eleanor and I are in the midst of a 4-week class. Phew - it's been stressing me out.
I thought that walking was a much better alternative than trying to drive Brad to work on the other side of the city, to my work. Shovel out the car after work, pick up Brad and then drive all the way back home. And I decided since it wasn't too cold and since I missed ballet on Mon. walking was a very good alternative. But I forgot that the foot path through the park wouldn't be shovelled and all the friendly university neighbours didn't shovel their walks. Needless to say I think I burned more calories walking home than I would have in ballet. I wonder what's harder to walk in...sand? or snow banks? And 5 minutes after getting back home it's night. Ho hum...I'm dreaming of Cuba and sand.