Friday, July 18, 2008
YOGA, I miss you.
Morning horrifying and terrifying declaration of a student got me jaws-dropping. Attempting a suicide was never expected by me from any students in the school I'm teaching in.
The sight that she portrays wasn't much frightening though. She stared right through the window and I could much less pictured what was playing on her mind. We were late for the morning assembly as she chose to be in the toilet. Initially, I consoled her and she agreed to attend the morning assembly. I alarmed one of the HODs and was told that a therapist would attend her shortly while we're making our way to the office.
She's a victim of Bully.
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My day wasn't in a form of daze despite the nerve-wrecking incident.
The first two blocks of my Fitness class was Yoga.
Fully dressed like a Yoga Instructor, my mind was all set to give my students a very basic and rudimentary Yoga moves.
They are bunch of my lovely students whom I love to work with. Though it might be a huge challenge for them to try all moves, they're willing to learn and grapple it.


toodles ++
Signing off @ 11:42:00 pm |
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