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This has been a pretty packed week. A presentation on Monday, meeting a grammar school on Tuesday morning and work at the University in the afternoon, plan and demo a lesson Wednesday and read a book by this (Thursday) morning. So now I’m dead-tired, waiting for my partners in a little research project. We have to hand in a report on our project and are meeting in a few minutes to coordinate the work.

While I’m looking forward to the weekend, I also dread the endless tasks that will pile on for next week. There is no peace until we’re dead, right?

But through the dread and weariness that grind one’s soul as much one’s limbs there are these bright spots that make it worth while. The demo lesson yesterday went great, the students I was overseeing Tuesday afternoon were super motivated and enjoyed chatting about the experiments and on the way to class on Monday I got a high-five.

I’d gotten up a little late, leaped out of the apartment, onto my bike and was flying over the pavement when suddenly up ahead I see two figures on the path. A large one completely immersed in a phone conversation and a smaller one skipping along, holding her hand. As I sped towards them the little figure streached out toward my side and reached out her hand.

There is no better way to start the day!