a life summary

I gave the two remaining students from the morning class an easy test and then we watched 45 minutes of ‘Enemy of the State’ with subtitles.  At breakfast there was serious conversation on the nature of the beard.  This was provoked when I was told Qaism had his beard trimmed because his wife objected to something I don’t want to consider.  And then I returned to the room and without city, solar or generator energy watch the battery line ebb, do a little pacing, read some Hosseini, smoke a cigarette, and surf an under powered web. 

 Adductor magnus.  This appears to be the muscle that is giving me problems after sitting yoga for more than 20 minutes.  And it’s only in this position that I have trouble.  What kind of stretching can I do for these muscles. If one accidently tears on a cold night in the desert…you’d better pack something strong with you.    

8.06pm

Always in my head.  What do you think he is singing about?  What do they call that when a sentence has multiple meanings?  The thought of a woman is always in his head.  Memories always remain in my head. 

Anything else?  A couple of allegorical examples from the prayers of Christianity are coming to mind. 

“you’ve been chosen out from the rest”  Is Chris still singing about the girl?  Sure, why not. 

Ok, I waited a long time to go on here, say it, what’s the connection between this and his song 42? Enough said.

The link to the bank here finally came and when I got to the international transfer site, the fields wouldn’t take information.  I’ll try tomorrow.  And the next day.  Wednesday begins a three day holiday.  I gotta get out of the neighborhood for a few hours, buy some fruit, see something historical. 

The woman returned again to the toefl class.  The first time I met her we had a deep look into each other’s eyes and now I look at her only when she is not looking.  Why?  What did I see I don’t know but I do know someone else knows and the decision has been made. 

I’m glad I’m learning this toefl stuff.  It may come in handy and it’s nice to put something different, finally, on the overwhelmingly similar life summary sheet. 

Listen to your soul.  Sounds 1967, how do you know it’s your soul and not someone else’s soul casually flitting through your memories.  Always alive we are, aren’t we?  Fly on right through.  Flock of birds.

The soul of Jesus.  The spirit of Jesus.  We’ll say they are the same, right?  You can’t limit the interpretation of metaphors to one meaning.  

I think, on this Labor Day, I’ve nothing to be ashamed about the work I’ve done here.  I find the Afghan men in my classes to be exceptionally bright with excellent English to speak of everything I could never speak about in a class of pretty and sweet but completely clueless girls on the other side of the pond.  Tonight we talked about the ‘smart drug’ whose name escapes me now, ha ha, and how the US govt put the ok approved stamp on it and college students across the country are taking this to help them focus on school work.

Teacher, will this drug help me take the toefl?

Teacher, tell me when you’re going to the US. 

Teacher, bring me back some.

We can do some swapping perhaps.  Sorry I can’t bring back that much.  I mean I could, if there’s a will there’s a way. 

If there’s a will there’s a way

 on this Monday Labor Day

stay away from the fray

you got something to say

Neigh

There’s no way to weigh

or slay

to keep away

may you pray

in dismay

for an end

to our Labor