So yesterday in the rain and cold that's descended the rice fields that we live amongst we set off to the yearly Newton Cup speech contest, the prize? An all expenses paid trip to Canada for the winner and their family. Out of 150 people who entered we managed to have three students selected to be in the finals. As you may have noticed on my other posts about speech contests they are usually filled to the brim with story's of death destruction and house hold pets. Sadly this year was somewhat of a let down, We had (and this is honest) 4 original stories entitled "My Dream" all about, well you could probably guess, plus 2 called conductors dream, and not one featured anything exploding, dying or being left "grandmarless" things are clearly slipping. Not only that but the recitation aspect, where students have to choose a story to read from rather than create their own) we had 6 versions of Ms. Evans and the Titanic (which hey at least has something sinking) four versions of Limelight (The Chaplin movie) and four versions of Benny's flag, and believe me after the third time hearing "1, 300 people died on the titanic and Ms. Evans was one of them" you're ready to wish you were someplace far far away. Anyway I'm really proud to say that all our students tried their best, we managed to achieve a third place in the original story section, hmmm maybe we should have added dream to our title. Still I'm off to make certificates for all my students who tried so hard.
Speaking of students, although not quite trying so hard, I'm currently debating yet again (sadly see lots of prveious posts) whether to correct the group of second year boys who have taken to bellowing "BIG PENISS!!" which sounds like Pen in case I'm not clear. Should I correct their pronunciation thereby having to endure more accurate shouts (although I should say at least it isn't shouted as an insult more, well I'm not sure what its actually supposed to be) or should I leave them to be unaware to potentially suffer humiliation, although the situation where they might have to should BIG PENNISS kind of escapes me. Rather amusingly I've had a baseball playing student who loves saying to me "I love Doping!" and "I love Barry Bonds" which is kind of funny, although I did my teacher thing and always inform him that doping is wrong and that he will never ever play baseball again..ever, still it is kind of funny when he makes the gesture for his arm muscles suddenly getting big...MR. Bonds you (allegedly) have a lot to answer for...
Anyway enough of that its on to the soup. I very rarely use recipes I've found without adding a whole load of extra things, well when I say extra things I mean dried parsley and garlic, but anyway its a rare thing to find a recipe that needs to extra touches. So this one for Cheese, chicken and broccoli soup is remarkable for not only that, (and yes I know its not that remarkable) but also how good everything tastes together. It's another soup that's ideal for winter evenings, the cheese thickens and warms you long after its been eaten, its rather easy to make, and kind of healthy too well apart from all that cheese that is.
I really do suggest you try it, although I recommend adding a clove of crushed garlic and some dried pars......damn
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