One of my most inspiration teachers that I’ve ever had was Nadia. Nadia was my English Literature teacher when I was in year 12. She was the most eccentric and enthusiastic teacher I’ve ever had. Nadia loved books, and she loved teaching about books, and most importantly she had human interactions with books. By human interactions I mean she didn’t just talk about books in terms of metaphors and lexical choices, she spoke about books in terms of her screaming on the train after getting to the end of We Need to Talk about Kevin. Yes, we wrote essays and discussed literary devices, but we acted out scenes from The Tempest, making wind noises and shaking our chairs in order to mirror boats at sea.
In year 12, her class was my favourite, it was the class I hated to miss the most. I was always early, with my books in hand and ready for whatever fun, exciting lesson we had to learn. I remember how much I loved to write essays (that love soon died when I entered university). I remember the day she announced that we were studying Jane Eyre as our exam text, I almost died of excitement. My favourite teacher was going to teach my favourite book in my favourite class. There was nothing I could have loved more. I have never studied for an exam as much as I studied for that exam. I had notes, PowerPoint presentations, flash cards and study groups. I had it all.
This post is dedicated to Nadia and all the amazing teachers like her that inspired a maths-loving geek like me to do an English and History degree. I am so lucky to have had a teacher like you.
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It has been 1 whole month of blogging, and I am so happy to have consistently written every day. It has been an amazing month of writting, pushing myself and more importantly being able to expressive myself.
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I am very excited for the month of February, not only will I be publishing my travel writing, but my short story as well. Although February is the shortest month, it is by far my favourite month for one very important reason, my birthday!!! It is going to be a month of excitement for me, and I hope it is for you too.
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Honestly, if I had an endless amount of money and could buy anything, the first thing I’ll buy is a house. I don’t want a huge house with endless rooms because all my family members will move in, and I’ll rather save the money and buy them a house at least 30 minutes away from me. I would buy my parents their own house, nothing excessive because they’ll have to maintain it (and by they I mean me because they’ll get me to do all the work). I’ll buy a 6 bedroom house for me, and a 4 bedroom house for my parents, which they wouldn’t even move into because they love their current house, so they’ll end up renting it out and making money from it.
The second item on my list would be bedding/ décor for the house. I am slightly obsessed with all things home related, especially bedding. I love splashing out on a beautiful duvet set, with matching cushions and a few extra blankets. I’d also buy a rug and a new carpet. Why stop there. I’d also get an interior decorator to do the whole house and do my parent’s new property as well.
The third item on my list would be a new degree in something fun and creative, like my first degree. The second degree could be in climate change, or poverty reduction or African studies or maybe creative writing. If I had the time, I’d do all of them and so many more.
Those are the top 3 things that I would spend my money on if money was not an issue.
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buy if you had all the money in the world.
For me, good vibes is packing my suitcase for my holiday.
It’s leaving work knowing I don’t have to come back for 2 weeks.
It’s soaking my feet in warm water after lathering it with peppermint scrub as I relax on my chair.
Good vibes is 30 degrees Celsius.
It’s seeing family and old friends.
It’s sitting on the beach with a cocktail and sunglasses, knowing I have nothing else on my to-do list.
Good vibes is going to the tailor and having countless outfits made.
It’s walking through the market, eating fresh coconut after drinking all the juice.
It’s seeing a goat casually resting at the side of the road.
Good vibes is relaxation and rest.
Bring on the good vibes.
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I stand behind, gazing upwards as he goes. I’m always where he is, always there, but he only sees me when the sun is shining, when everything is bright.
I follow him as he makes his way back home, he’s been walking this walk for 15 minutes now. With each bend he makes my size changes, getting taller and smaller at each corner. I know I only have a few more minutes with him, before he goes indoors where I disappear, except in the dead of night. When the brightness from the light bulbs contrasting with the darkness of the night allows me to come out and play. We finally reach home, he opens the door and lets us in. I find my corner and I stand there, waiting for the light to come and get me.
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