Tribal counsel

Sprog 1 is struggling with her maths and her social skills. Neither of which are my speciality. I needed maths coaching to get through high school (it still wasn't counted in my HSC) and I was an odd-bod. I tried helping Sprog 1 with her multiplication homework last night. I wasn't very patient. It was beyond me why someone so smart couldn't understand 2 x 1 =... Continue Reading →

Who were you in high school?

I was the weird girl wearing a black armband when Split Enz broke up. And a red cap, long before sunsense was fashionable. When it rained, I wore my dad's old green raincoat. Not terribly fashionable either, but I thought it was COOL. I didn't move with the Duran Duran crowd. They invited me to sit... Continue Reading →

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