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Wednesday, May 9, 2018

"Home" is always under the surface


A quick reflection on today's classes.  The morning class had some persons missing, which meant I was able to focus on individual challenges with the German present perfect tense.  That was good.  The afternoon discussion class went well.


We sat around on the benches in the courtyard while we waited for everyone to assemble.  Above these two exchanged hats and I thought they looked funny.  Both of them have had surgery because of skin cancer and have to be careful in the sun.  Today it was 81 degrees and sunny.


We had a light hearted conversation about this and that and I was pleased that everyone was participating (and I was thinking of enough questions).  Somehow at the very end we got to talking about houses, sky scrapers, which floor we live on and one of my favorite students (first picture center, always smiling)  told us that he used to live on the sixth floor.  And then he found the picture on his phone.  It was taken at the same time as the picture above, which I got from the internet.  His showed the intact city of Damascus.  A  tall building in the middle was his old home.  A huge plume of gray smoke was coming off the top.  One couldn't see any damage yet.  He says it's destroyed.  Someone from home sent it to him.  There was a tear in his eye, but a second later he was smiling as we all said goodbye.

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