I intended to go to the Yougle Lama Temple, but I got seriously lost. No surprises there – my sense of direction is terrible. Imagine Dory from Finding Nemo. Yes. That’s how hopeless I am. I stopped to ask a police officer for help who told me I was walking in the opposite direction. No surprises there either. And whilst making my way back, I found Confucius Temple. Initially, I thought it was going to be just another one of those picturesque places – but man was I mistaken.
Put five bright and promising kids together in the same group and they put their heads together and accomplish amazing things. Group one bright kid with four less capable kids and he/she spends way too much time and energy compensating for everyone else at great personal detriment. I wish it were different, but that’s just the way it is.
Ideally, a good parent would be someone who teaches you the principles of how to navigate life and is there to guide you without suffocating you. A good parent will know when to let go and let you gain your own independence. That’s different for different children.
My looong holidays are the envy of all my friends. And God knows I relished every second of my beloved winter vacation. Hey – I know how to live it up. But truth be told – I missed work. I missed being around my kids. I missed watching them grow, change and mature. As crazy as they drive me at times – I missed their company. They bring so much life to my life.
An international city with lots of culture. Startups alongside traditional institutions. An education in English. Great student benefits regardless of nationality. Is Berlin the next great destination for higher education?
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