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Back to the Beach

Every Monday we would ask our students "What did you do on the weekend?"

Depending on the level of the class we would get answers ranging from 'my, mommy, daddy, home' to 'teacher, I went to the mountain and climbed with my mother and father and brother and it was a fantastic day. I was very surprised'.

I would envitabley, fill my students in on what I had done. During the last few months, it ended up being the same thing. "I went to the beach".

One day, in D's class, when he went to tell his students what he did, one of his students interupted and said, "Teacher, I know where you went. You went to the beach."

D laughed. He told her she was right.

She smiled and spoke again.

"Teacher, I think you love the beach. Always, on the weekend, you go to the beach".

She was right.

And so off we go again. Back to the beach. For another 5 days of relaxation, snorkelling, sleeping, eating, card playing, book reading and general doing nothingness.

Our students would be proud.

Write you in another week or two.

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