Grooming habits

Elaine erupts with concern during our English lesson and thoroughly distracts the whole class. I’m confused until Marie comes over and points to a small scab on my leg. ‘Oh’ I go, rubbing at it a bit ‘I just shaved this morning.’

Four sets of uncomprehending stares are levelled at me.

I act out shaving, pretending I’m holding a razor and running it over my leg. They don’t get it. Thai women, I remember, don’t often shave. So I have them feel the hair on my arm and then the lack on my leg.

Strange surprises

It’s strange, the way change can happen.

It can be a smooth and subtle transition, a horrible bumpy and juddering affair, expected, surprising.

Definitely surprising.

An Unromantic Reality

I read this blog post by my friend a few days ago, and all the teachers agreed wholeheartedly with its content. Instead of trying to re-write the sentiment in my own words Lucy agreed to let me just share the original with you. Enjoy.

'God shows up in our reality. He shows up in our weakness. His eyes are not running across the earth looking for the woman who lives in a romantic movie set of perfection. He is looking for the real, the weak, and the one who needs Him.'