Perhaps an experiment

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I’m having bale coco milk tea in my Lang and Wise collector mug. It features “Family of Felines,” a painting by Lowell Herrero.

I’m feeling a bit anxious.

On my mind are the riots we had two weeks ago, and the meeting I am attending a few minutes from now. A major shake up at work is in the offing. The Ministry of Education is understandably not happy with the loss of control over erring students.  As my responsibilities do not extend beyond teaching duties, I am not directly involved in anything that happens outside the classroom. I will be affected by repercussions though. And that is what’s making me anxious.

Rumor has it the vice president for academic affairs is assigning me full-time courses in the university and I am saying goodbye to my job at the business institute. My question is will the price still be right? I am going to find out.

A friend’s Face book shout-out last night made me chuckle:

Money can’t buy happiness. But it is more comfortable to cry in a Mercedes than on a bike.

How true although I did not cry in a Mercedes. I just witnessed my ex in-laws arguing in a Mercedes.  That memory connects me to a possibility I am facing in the coming weeks: changes. I am not that keen on faith but I do believe it does wonders. It is perhaps time for me to have a little experiment with

Matthew 6:26 – Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?

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Forty it is

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As August 30th approached I did not know exactly what to make of it. The day arrived and I turned forty. What a number. I am glad to reach the age in good health. After those major issues in my 20s and 30s,  I see my life turn around finally and for that I am most thankful. With the present circumstances I am in I will have to spread the celebrations. I don’t mind. I actually like it. And for this week I am grateful for all that transpired on Tuesday:

Greetings from friends who were not with me physically, were busy with their own lives, but greeted me anyway. I did not realize how strict my privacy settings on FB were until a friend told me that writing on my wall was restricted. During my birthday I found out who cared enough to send messages or who were thoughtful enough to find ways to reach me.

A former student told me, “you were my idol.” I was speechless and felt shy thinking I didn’t want to be a teacher in the first place. The compliment hasn’t changed my mind about leaving the teaching profession first chance I get but I’ll take it as motivation to do my best in whatever I get myself into in the future .

Food. Due to work and time constraints eating had to be done in different places. So breakfast in the office, Vietnamese cuisine for lunch in a nearby sports club,  dessert at a pretty patisserie next door and dinner at a posh coffee shop. I bought a new top along the way and wore it before proceeding to a five-star hotel pub for cocktails and live music. It was fun.

Gifts. I would have chosen purple… 🙂 I loved choosing and buying these birthday souvenirs.

Hair. Me time in the saloon was soothing.

Plans. Wilfred Peterson describes the celebration I intend to do today and onwards – “A man practices the art of adventure when he breaks the chain of routine and renews his life through reading new books, making new friends, taking up new hobbies and adopting new viewpoints.”

~Living to tell the Story~