Teach Your Way Around The World: Microbook Excerpt
The following is an excerpt from my latest publication, in which I distill 2.5 years’ worth of experiences as a teacher in Japan, and present some cask-strength knowledge for those considering doing the same.
Japan had been on my “must see” list for as long as I can remember. An exotic land with it’s own unique culture, cuisine, literature, music, not to mention shows and comic books so insanely weird that they would make Hunter S. Thompson gasp in disbelief. Read more.
Fight Cancer and Run is a race held in Frihamnen in Gothenburg every year, in order to raise funds for cancer research.
Last year, they donated a whopping 78,850 kr to the Jubilee Clinic Cancer Foundation.
Head on over to their site to donate and/or sign up, and visit founder Cecilia Hedström’s blog here.
I’ve never been a man for online comics, or indeed comics of any form. While I don’t exactly have a distaste for the medium, I think I was forever ruined by Calvin & Hobbes. Within Bill Watterson’s peerless comic about a boy and his tiger was a perfect storm of creativity, humour, and beautiful artwork. Everything else I came across just seemed like a black and white movie when compared to the full-colour-surround-sound-IMAX-feature that was Calvin & Hobbes.
Of course, there are other things associated with New Year’s Eve (NYE) that are of a less positive nature. Resolutions made with no chance of fulfillment. Paying way too much for the chance to drink in a crowded club that you assiduously avoid every other day of the year. Starting the new year with a hangover so intense your day plays out like a scene from Requiem For A Dream. Getting so drunk that you’re forcefully removed from the club and almost struck by a vehicle on your way home, surviving only because one of your friends is a real-life Spider-Man and pulled you back at the last second (okay, maybe some of these are more specific than others).
Ah. Of course. I know where this hyperbole is coming from. It’s being fueled by the five balloon glasses of wine and two pints of American Pale Ale that I’ve downed over the course of the last hour. It looks like my previous plan to avoid a “wet” New Year’s has exploded, deliciously, in my face. “To hell with it”, I thought, “my first resolution of the new year is to look for the good in every situation”, which is tricky to do when you haven’t felt the sun in four months. However, this was no big challenge at this point. I was glowing, I was relaxed, and it was going to be my birthday in a few short hours. In the words of E-40, “it’s all gravity”.