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5 Games to Play When The Going Gets Tough

5 Games to Play When The Going Gets Tough

08/17/2009  |  No Comments

Inspired by his dastardly acts, I've been practicing my Evil Laugh all week - it really helps me see the smaller picture - I have fun perfecting my evil laugh, while the usual day-to-day problems, or 'challenges' in Positive Thinklish, rage around me, not un-noticed, just not so dramatic any more in comparison to my Evil Laugh!! Try it, it might work for you too... Read more...

Stop Making Sense… Suicide and Six Year Olds

Stop Making Sense… Suicide and Six Year Olds

06/03/2009  |  No Comments

Three weeks ago, I took a birthday cake into school to celebrate Hal’s birthday. Juan was a star – he’d made a birthday crown for Hal and his classmate, Yedra, who was also celebrating her birthday. We sang happy birthday in Spanish and English for both of them and they got to blow out candles –double cake all round! It was lovely. Juan ran the party in such a way that all the kids got cake, juice, party balloons and had fun in the class, then got to run it all off outside in the patio straight afterwards. As we were clearing up, he mentioned that in September Hal will be going up to the ‘primera’ – the first class in the big school, rather than infantil. I asked him what he would do then and he shrugged, smiled and said – be here, of course, teaching the little ones – it’s what I do! He seemed fine and to be genuinely enjoying himself. And when I picked Hal up from school later that day, Juan had collated all the birthday pictures the other kids had drawn for him into a little book. It was a wonderfully thoughtful memento to give a child of their key milestones in their childhood… Read more...

It’s Not Funny, Is It?

04/03/2009  |  No Comments

Hmmm – laughter in my book just happens – and a lot, all day, every day– it’s not something that I’ve ever analysed or questioned before. I’ve always assumed that the world is a much happier and brighter place with more laughter in it and I always thought that it was my role, as a born optimist, to contribute as much as possible with all the smiles and laughs I could – in the appropriate places if course. But what if I’m wrong? Read more...