The perfume smells like my Grandmother. Not as she smelled in recent years when I was an adult, but the way she smelled when I visited her and granddad when I was a kid. That’s a nice memory to explore, but how to use it in my math classes in Sister’s Academy? I don’t know. Maybe the different genre-workshops in my English classes should each bring a certain smell to inspire them. MAybe we could dillute the perfumes and measure its acidity for each spoonful of water added? We’ll see. It’s inspiring, anyway, just like it’s inspiring to hear my colleagues’ ideas and thought and to read their entries to the scrapbook.
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We are nominated in the Special Prize category which celebrates how an unpredictable and original approach can create the framework for tomorrow’s culture and art. The final awards will be distributed at a show at theatre, Aveny-T, on March 14th.
Hello. Thank you for a nice week with the sisters. I learned a lot about my poetic self. But I still have a lot to explore inside the Academy. I wish you all a merry Christmas and a happy new Year.