My Caricatures by ArtMindedGuy

Drawn today

Drawn circa two years ago


when you have big classrooms. you need to be oh so patient. even in situations where it is overwhelmingly appropriate for you to raise your voice and question your students, you should stop right there. turn on the hazard lights. look to your left, then your right. look under your table if necessary. make sure you don't have any demons lurking underneath it all. once you have time to recollect your thoughts, and thought long and hard on what to say to your students (we should learn from the Japanese and Koreans on how to appreciate silence), smile to your student and simply nod (in approval or whatever interpretation this paralinguistic feature calls for).

i should have done what i wrote in the above. teaching is not an easy job. it sends you crashing down at times, making you wonder what kind of a human being are you, but it also elevates you beyond cloud nine when you realize that you have changed A student.

The Week that Flew By

These pictures encapsulate not the whole week, but the three hours spent at the church preparing for tomorrow's VIP Sabbath. First up is Daniel Kopp, a German friend whom I haven't seen for quite some time (as in the whole week). I was glad to see him. He has a new hairdo. Where did he get this new hairdo from? From the same barber/salon where the two of us got our hair trimmed, he got compliments, while I got told that helicopters will be able to land on my bald head in ten years time. Next is a picture of the church's good ol' piano. Love the touch. But wish someone could tune it. I wasn't playing it the time the picture was taken. I did manage to sneak my foot in. Third is the ancient bass guitar that has been around since I got here 6 years ago. A red Yamaha with slightly rusted strings, amplified by a recently purchased Shure wireless !@##$%@ -> I don't know what they call those things. After practice, we walked back. "We" = Deanna, Ivonne, and I. Played around with our shadows. Always good to see your shadow. Would be strange if we didn't have any. Then played around with the shutter and the lights. Took a few glamor shots of my baby (second last). Finally, laid on the couch and snapping away at the fan. Really nice and useful fan, I must admit.

stop telephoning me

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sometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central Station... The homeless would know how it feels sleeping in a train station... or probably if I contextualized it to where I am right now, it would be best to ask the guards who manually lower barricades to block off the road when a train passes by Muak Lek.

Melody and yours truly trying to look our bestest. I've thrown hotness out of my vocab. I'm trying to ditch "man" as in Yeah Man! and guys as in You Guys! I'm getting stares from fellow colleagues at my work-environment.

My Dad just returned from China, with many 'secrets' unraveled. I should go visit my relatives there one day. I may turn out to be a long lost relative of some famous emperor. To celebrate my Dad's comeback, we went out for a meal. We were at this place where a few table away from us sat a group of Farangs from MC. We were giggling away listening to them attempting to order in Thai. They managed beautifully.

Fried Fish in Coconut Milk + an assortment of herbs, woodchips and whatnot.


That was quite some time off I took from blogging. Once you start teaching, once you are bounded to restrictions and beliefs and taboos and what-nots, blogging gets pushed back to the bottom of the pile of essays you need to correct before the end of the week. I'm thankful for this job. However, I just want to say that having more than 150 essays to look at per week isn't so enjoyable (although I love teaching). You objectivity disappears by the time you correct essay #3.

The first semester is coming to an end real soon. Can't wait for my upcoming 'holidays.' Excited for this year. Will be doing lots of travel.

By the way today, after dancing a fit with Janelle in the car while waiting for her parents to come back from the market, my car refused to start. Too much Beyonce. Another thing to be grateful for is the kind hearted people of Muak Lek who willingly jumpstarted my car back to life. You probably won't get this in Bangkok, even if you do, you're heck of a lucky person.

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