Woooow, I have just discovered Podcasting:) Now I can listen to some useful stuff on my way to work and not just music! Of course, all of you, e- and i-geeks to whom this is no news, think I must be ages behind time, however I have to say that there is just not enough time to do everything we would like to do in our lives, no?
Back to Podcasting....:)
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
The bus story
The other day I was waiting for a bus at the bus station. Packed with two relatively big and moreover heavvy bags as I was just coming from the shop. The bus arrived and I stepped in holding both bags in one hand trying to reach for my monthly ticket with the other hand. Even before I reached my ticket, the bus driver smiled and nodded so as to say "Yes, it is fine, I see you are loaded and I know you have the ticket". Wow, I was impressed.
During the ride home I remembered the good old days, when I was still living in my small village, from where I needed to take bus to go to school to another village. And on the way back, we (the children) would sometimes try to hide in the bus, so that we could take a longer ride to a bigger village/town to get some ice-cream. I am sure the bus driver knew we were there, but he just let us go. Thank you, you made our days in those times.
P.S.: After finishing ice-cream we would not have enough money to take the bus back to our village and the ticket was only valid for the distance between our village and the school, so we had to walk back home 4 km. Those were the days. Of course, we would always get a ride as everybody knows everybody in the village and our neighbours would bring us home.
During the ride home I remembered the good old days, when I was still living in my small village, from where I needed to take bus to go to school to another village. And on the way back, we (the children) would sometimes try to hide in the bus, so that we could take a longer ride to a bigger village/town to get some ice-cream. I am sure the bus driver knew we were there, but he just let us go. Thank you, you made our days in those times.
P.S.: After finishing ice-cream we would not have enough money to take the bus back to our village and the ticket was only valid for the distance between our village and the school, so we had to walk back home 4 km. Those were the days. Of course, we would always get a ride as everybody knows everybody in the village and our neighbours would bring us home.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Belgium, wonderful Belgium
Conversation in the street in front of my door just the other day. Actors: an older French speaking lady, let us call her "Madame", and me and my friend, let us call us "Us".
Madame: "Excuse moi, connaissez-vous un hôtel ici, dans le quartier?"
Us: "Non, mais il y a un hostel. A la fin de cette rue, juste derrière l`église. Il s`appelle Hostel Brueghel."
Madame: "Merci beaucoup, c`est juste avec lui que j`ai une réunion à 20 heures."
BTW, Pieter Brueghel died in 1569:)
P.S.: Do correct my French and/or English mistakes, if any:)
Madame: "Excuse moi, connaissez-vous un hôtel ici, dans le quartier?"
Us: "Non, mais il y a un hostel. A la fin de cette rue, juste derrière l`église. Il s`appelle Hostel Brueghel."
Madame: "Merci beaucoup, c`est juste avec lui que j`ai une réunion à 20 heures."
BTW, Pieter Brueghel died in 1569:)
P.S.: Do correct my French and/or English mistakes, if any:)
Monday, January 21, 2008
One of the flashes
I am sure we have all experienced the following situation.
Imagine being 7 years old. Sitting by a wooden desk at school. You can smell that wood and you can read the names of all previous students that sat behind just that desk. The school bell rings. The class has just started. In one moment immense silence in class. The teacher walks into the class. Everybody rises and says in one voice "Good morning, teacher". Teacher says "Good morning class". Everybody is allowed to sit down. Lesson begins.
The teacher writes on the blackboard "When I grow up I will be...". One by one we have to say what we want to be when we grow up. Classmates say "When I grow up I will be a doctor." "When I grow up I will be a lawyer." "When I grow up I will be a mechanic." "When I grow up I will be a teacher." "When I grow up I will be a nurse." "When I grow up I will be a journalist." "When I grow up I will be a writer." "When I grow up I will be a cook."
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"When I grow up I will live in Belgium."
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Imagine being 7 years old. Sitting by a wooden desk at school. You can smell that wood and you can read the names of all previous students that sat behind just that desk. The school bell rings. The class has just started. In one moment immense silence in class. The teacher walks into the class. Everybody rises and says in one voice "Good morning, teacher". Teacher says "Good morning class". Everybody is allowed to sit down. Lesson begins.
The teacher writes on the blackboard "When I grow up I will be...". One by one we have to say what we want to be when we grow up. Classmates say "When I grow up I will be a doctor." "When I grow up I will be a lawyer." "When I grow up I will be a mechanic." "When I grow up I will be a teacher." "When I grow up I will be a nurse." "When I grow up I will be a journalist." "When I grow up I will be a writer." "When I grow up I will be a cook."
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"When I grow up I will live in Belgium."
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Words of the day
Today I crossed these two words and as they are interesting I decided to put them here! I use the Ask Oxford dictionary!
Try your search for unknown words using the form below.
Try your search for unknown words using the form below.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Working 7 a.m. to 3 p.m.
Is this still possible?
It is Wednesday, 18.45, and I am just leaving the office. Walking in the rain, the dark surrounding me and all I can think of is the good old days, when I was working from 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. Is this still possible? It seems like impossible.
Mmmm, a couple more years and then I am of to my island:)
It is Wednesday, 18.45, and I am just leaving the office. Walking in the rain, the dark surrounding me and all I can think of is the good old days, when I was working from 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. Is this still possible? It seems like impossible.
Mmmm, a couple more years and then I am of to my island:)
Monday, January 14, 2008
Miles to help
Do you fly Lufthansa? Do you have your Miles and More card to collect miles, but you do not fly so often that you would actually be able to exchange them for a ticket?
If you have some and you would like to do some good things, you can. You can give them to support education, fight disease, feed the hungry, preserve endangered species, replant forests, protect ecosystems, help children and orphans.
How?
Go to Miles and More webpage and clik on Miles to Help - Do Good tab on left side of the screen.
I have given my 10.000 miles to protect ecosystems by purchasing and protection of 2,500 square metres of the world's largest wetland area, the Pantanal in Brazil.
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