June 17, 2015 at 5:23 pm (Poems)
Sir sharpened pencils;
it was done to perfection:
nothing is pointless.
June 17, 2015 at 9:59 pm
Brilliant Julia – you words made me smile (still am!).
June 18, 2015 at 5:46 pm
Thank you, Anna. When I think about what teachers taught me, it was often probably not what they intended. If I had to write with a pencil, I did like a sharp one though 🙂
June 18, 2015 at 7:35 am
June 25, 2015 at 6:11 pm
June 25, 2015 at 8:16 pm
We should invent a groan button 🙂
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