When I was young I would go to the circus twice a day, everyday. It was very cheerful.

So today was an unbelievably random day.

I love sensible days, when it looks like rain and I grab my umbrella, and then use it. Days like that are fantastic. Especially with my umbrella, which is permanently borrowed from some unknown person. It's quite ridiculous, and that makes it awesome. It's black, and the inside is patterned with the ever-classy cartooned cosmetics (perfume, lipstick, mirrors, roses) the outside has a fluffy pink be-gloved hand spritzing some perfume into the air.

I love my students. You're probably saying, Janine, shut it, we know. I gush about them quite a bit. But today. Today, was special (and I'm not being sarcastic).

Let's start from the beginning. Because of my sunburn I've been sleeping funny, guh I'm an idiot. So when I woke up this morning, I was very confused. I did recognize the gray day, so I grabbed my umbrella and scooted out the door. My first lesson of the week is Monday mornings at 7:20 am, and it's always a bit hit or miss. They're great students, but sometimes I'm a questionable teacher.

But today we were on fire. We all had great weekends and lovely stories to tell. Then we began an in depth discussion of being economical with the truth. Which turned into the classic "lie of omission". The big one, was Jezisek. Jezisek (for you non-Czechs) is the Czech holiday gift-giver. Much like Santa Claus, he is believed in by children as the bestower of awesome Christmas goodness, until eventually you realize that it's acutally your parents and you realize that sometimes adults lie . . . the lie of omission or a white lie.

I got to thinking about when I realized about Santa Claus, and there was no big epiphany, or tragically scarring moment when I realized I couldn't trust my parents. I just began to understand, and I ask you, is this our fall from grace, our loss of innocence . . . ohhh I'm deep. Kidding.

But back to my awesome students. The title of today's blog comes from a gentleman who decided to play teacher today, and wrote an English word on the board that I did not know "weir"

1. a small dam in a river or stream.
2. a fence, as of brush or narrow boards, or a net set in a stream, channel, etc., for catching fish.

Later, we were playing the "liar" game, wherein each person writes an even number of sentences, half true and half false. The group then asks questions to convince the writer that all the sentences were true. I like to start out with "I'm fluent in Hawai'ian." This gentleman, however, chose "When I was young I would go to the circus twice a day everyday." And when we, was a class, erupted in laughter, he responded "It was very cheerful". His favorite act, the tightrope walkers.

Not sure why that was so funny, it just added to the strangeness of my day, which included reading a morbid Jack London short story (The Law of Life), being convinced to teach (after the lesson) one of my students words you wouldn't say in front of your grandmother, having cars drive through puddles and get me and my pants soaking wet, admiring my ridiculous sunburn, sitting under a bug-infested tree and remembering that today, is only monday.

Yeah, like I said, random.

Thus concludes the blog-stravaganza . . . I made up for lost time with these, now didn't I?