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I am British, but was born in the Netherlands to expat parents, and have lived in London for the past 17 years. Since taking the CELTA last year, I have been teaching English on a one-to-one basis and to small classes, and enjoy teaching immensely. I am on Italki simply to occasionally discuss linguistic issues, help people out with their English and to make new contacts and friends. Feel free to contact me!
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    Mother is a Gentle Stream

    "... A mother is as a gentle stream
    The mother is as fairy song
    Is an overhead shade
    Is a star
    The mother is as a torch when we are lost in the dark...."

    (A stanza of the "Bong Hong Cai Ao" song).

    Wow! That's true; there aren't enough words to praise mothers.  What a deep and lasting love motherhood gives us!

    Today, on Mother's Day, the children of the world give their mothers their best wishes, and let them know that they are wonderful.  They hope that their mothers will always be in good health.

    My personal message is this: I miss you, my mother, so much.  I hope that in another world you always feel happy, and are proud of your daughter.

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    May 16, 2012
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    My First Class Of Regional Anatomy

    I had my first class of Regional Anatomy this Monday afternoon. I used to study this subject at university, but for some reason we just watched the high copy model (not sure what you mean by "high copy model"!.  I was consequently very excited before the class, because I was told that we would experiment on a real human body.

    I went to the lab very early. The lab was dark and creepy, and was full of all kinds of anatomical models on the both sides of the room.  There were three iron coffins in the middle of the lab.  I was a little nervous, so I sat in a corner.  Half an hour later, our teacher finished his lesson and told us that we could carry out the experiment on our own (or 'by ourselves').

    When the coffin cover was opened, I saw a cold and white dead man lying inside.  I felt dizzy, limp, and my hands and feet became cold.  I was too scared to move an inch and I felt that my palms were sweating.  "OMG, please let me out, I can't handle it!!!!"  By that time, I was no longer excited.  What I thought and what I wanted was to get out and run away from that lab!  Actually, this is what I did; I slipped out of the class in the confusion. (But what confusion do you mean?)

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    May 16, 2012
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