Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Fish Smell Nipple Piercing

Pride Bar preschool


As I see non-Se-ri-ta?

Unlikely as it may seem, at some point I have come to consider a career as a kindergarten teacher at the end of my studies in psychology. These considerations should not be simply to get me to pay for playing the power rangers, but rather, it has fallen into my attention that the teachers boxes are among the proud people of the world in its status.

Why say this? Let me give my experiences. In academia, I had the opportunity to study at different times to different areas of my history of academic excellence. Probably unknowingly I have studied with bakers, clerks, workers, cadets, telemarketers, walk dogs, warehousemen, mechanics, doctors, and why not?, to some engineer sorry. Of course, if I had the pleasure, I took it personally, because neither the doctors were with apron, or workers with a helmet or wear their overalls mechanics greased. Now, never missed the kindergarten teacher (even while studying engineering), which, to the extent proud of her profession, carrying the head high at any time of day your apron clownish pink or blue gingham.

Some will argue that the power comes directly from work. This hypothesis closes pretty well for evening hours. But in an area which starts at 21:30 is not as well. I would like to know that garden ending their curriculum in that indecent night time.

Others propose that light as it seems, gardener's apron is actually very warm and this would be the reason for its validity. While it is possible, there is no real evidence to prove it.

So I guess I'm inclined to start a professional pride and I'm singing to be the first green power ranger!

PS: I can not miss the opportunity to greet on his birthday to my dear girlfriend Natalia and my trusty friend Martin.

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