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My grandmother needed help to get out of the arm chair. My mother would put them out in the garden. One day, as a child, I turned the tap on them. The old lady in the chair.
As a child, I went horse riding. On Friday afternoons, it was a great way to end the week, after school. Added to that there was a girl I fancied who also went. Sometimes our parents would share lifts, so I got to spend the whole afternoon with her.
Primary school, learning division, and then long division. From then on, the appreciation that some things, like multiplication, are easy one way, but difficult the other, like division.
The same goes for calculus, and how much earlier differentiation is than integration.
Life takes all its unexpected turns. I met my wife when I put an ad in the paper for a housemate. I think of all the times serious things have happened, by the slightest chance. And also, ponder on how different things could be had things been just slightly different.
The stereotypical boss, you know, get on with ok, who is a bit overweight, sends you on arduous tasks
As the pressure reduces, everything boils more easily, like on top of a mountain the water boils at a lower temperature. But if the pressure reduces enough, like in space, thinks that are not even hot start to boil, like your skin.
... of all my issues in life. Is it me, or can I attribute all my failings to something that happened t me, that wasn't my doing, so I can hold no blame?
Step one, next, then the next, and off you go, on the trip of a lifetime. All you need to do is start, and the rest follows on. It is all so much easier, once that first step has been taken.
Washie, the geologist, said we should crouch down, below the level of the rocks. He said at this level, even the wind static could attract a strike.
The hall, filled with antlers and heads. Stuffed yesteryear, the smell old and musty. Even chairs made of horns and bone.
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