Tagged

Mrs. H, who in the bloggerworld goes by *gasp* Karin tagged me

The rules of this are:

1. Link the person who has tagged you.
2. Tell seven truths about yourself.
3. Tag seven new people.
4. Leave a message with the person you have tagged so they know about it.

Seven truths about myself:

1. Cary Grant is sitting not four feet away from me
   
2. I cannot stand ants
   
3. I like avocados and canned mushrooms partly for their slimy feel
   
4. I know how say at least two words in Japanese, owing to a Japanese ex-neighbor
   
5. I believe the number 5 is cursed, or at least not a good number
   
6. I have seen a live Broadway production of Chicago and liked it
   
7. My eyes are the worst of anybody i know, excluding my Dad, and they're worse than his were when he was my age, and i'm proud of it

I tag Lydia, Light Sucker, Ethan, Paul, Zeke, Rebekah (if she decides to update), and Rev. Rick Stuckwisch.

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You are 53% English.

Getting there. You may wish to pay attention to the world around you.

"And did those feet
In ancient times,
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
In England's pleasant pastures seen?"

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Oh well. But the funny thing is, in real life i'm only about 6% English. Or something.

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And i knew that one.

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A born teacher?

Maybe he is growing up… a little…

First of all, did you know i teach piano lessons? Sort of. (i don't get paid, but it's fun.) I started August 31. Teaching Oly'Anna S..* First of all, she's smrt.** You know fingerings and ups*** and downs**** and all that? She got that, no problem. (Some [nobody who reads my blog or related to one who does] of my Mom's students have trouble with that, and i have no idea how! It's just not as hard as all that!)

But anyway, the fact is that i teach weekly.

And then last Monday we had our usual church schedule, which began with Children's Choir (i'm still in it - for the sake of the choir, i say) practice. But Mom had opened the garage door when we were leaving, and forgot that that would set off the alarm. She ran home to tell the police that it's all right, and i started choir practice. Hm. Well. I don't think i'm all that ready for teaching a choir yet. I'd rather sit in the back and know all the answers. All i could do was open to the hymn***** and get them to sign the first two stanzas. Them Mom got back and took over, which made it a lot better, though everybody else said i did a wonderful job.

My last teaching position was yesterday. At the H.'s, doing biology (with Erik H., Matthew H., and Nick S.), Mrs. S. (teacher) had to take most of her kids home, and Matthew and i were the only one who'd done the On Your Own 3.1, and i'm older.****** So i showed The Icks (Erik and Nick [IckIck and NickIck]) how it was done, and today Mrs. S. was telling me all about how NickIck was praising my good job, calling me a "born teacher."

A born teacher? I don't think there is such a thing. You could be a born bossy person. But teaching isn't an instinct. But it is a talent… and both my parents are teachers. But i was raised by them. So is it inherited or did i learn by watching my parents? I'm inclined (partially from my choir experience) to say it was watching my parents. Is that how i got musical too? And my love of reading? And obscure facts?******* I've also been told to lead JuJitsu once in a while when Mr. H. (different one) is busy, and when Scottie isn't there, since he's older and higher ranked than me. Though shorter. And oh so annoying. Worse than zAaron AND the Icks!

But i digress. The teaching thing is part of learning JuJitsu, so that isn't singling me out.

I guess i never really thought of Nick as getting older. Except now he's almost as tall as me. Which, by the way, is wrong. People don't grow taller than me. I grow taller than them sometimes. That's just the way everything works. However, Erik recently grew taller than me, but i let it slide since he's technically a little older.

Digression again.

So maybe Nick is getting more mature too… that would be interesting.

The plot thickens!

*Pastor's sixth
**S-M-R-T smrt!
***NOT United Parcel Service
****NOT Demented Orthodontist Whacks Nick S.
*****TLH 25
******These things are fun to use!
*******That one is just my Dad.