Friday 4:15 PM View

Interesting cloud formation.

Tony tells me that his school did a minute of silence for reconciliation day,

School Bus

 The bus was displaying its flashing stop signs. I had to stop and wait.  It felt like i was at a railway crossing waiting for the train to go past.

They don't have this in China.

I’ll have to avoid this at the time of the day next time.

Waiting to drop off my son at school

 I sent off two job applications.

I extended my Duolingo streak to 2053 days.  I am sixty days away from tying Lou Gehrig’s streak.

I uploaded this video:

Watch the video and buy me a coffee!

Picking Up My Son at School

 My son Tony came out of the school’s front door.

How I got such a primo stopping and waiting spot (I wasn’t parked) was beyond me.  It seemed so good to be true that I thought I was breaking a law.

I then took Tony to get his first haircut in North America.  It was also the first time he got his hair cut by a girl!

Tony spent the day at school; I spent the day on the computadora, looking for work; chercher pour le emploi.

I wonder if I have skills for anything in a work where I am told many people have bullshit jobs where they couldn't tell an intelligent person what exactly they were doing at their "job" and their "job" probably didn't serve any useful purpose.  Someone, for instance, has a job where they write questions for surveys.  I've almost made five bucks doing that.

Back to School near My Current Abode

 It’s the first day of school near my Mom’s house.  The school is a primary/middle school teaching grades 1 to 8. (High School is grade 9 to 12). 

My son Tony starts his grade 12 tomorrow.

When I went to school, many years ago, the schools were divided into elementary, junior high, and high school levels: 1-6, 7-9, 10-12 grades. Now it is 1-8, 9-12 grades. China still has the primary, middle, and high school levels.

In China, the beginning and ending of the school days were traffic nightmares as parents dropped off and picked up their charges.  I’ll have to see what happens here before I can compare.

There does seem to be a lot of traffic at the primary school near my Mom’s house this morning.