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Early wakeup meant early breakfast, early coffee, and early lesson planning. I still refuse to set back my biological clock and follow the wintertime. Even though it means I have to bear in mind two different, let's say, timezones, I don't want to fast forward the clock in March, thus losing an hour's sleep, which will undoubtedly upset my system. I think I made that clear, so it's time to move on.

I overwrote the lesson plan I'd devised yesterday. I wanted to review the previous lessons, but it dawned on me that it might not be a good idea yet. Since the students haven't had any issues with the words we reviewed at the beginning of each lesson, challenging them at a later class would be a much better occasion. I found a brilliant listening exercise - as a sort of sequel to my previous lessons - on the British Council's website and re-created the lesson plan. Surprisingly, it took me only an hour to come up with a new class idea, so I was quite satisfied with myself. As we discussed earlier, I started the lesson with a review section, during which we went through the previous lessons' words and expressions. Today, I taught them three new word, then expanded their knowledge on the meanings of "yet" with an additional meaning, however. They seemed to enjoy the class, and they even liked the listening exercise, which I had to adjust according to their needs. The pronunciation drill and the reading practice - I allowed them to read the transcript of the listening exercise - did the trick. By the end of the lesson, we could practice how to utter whole sentences with different prosody and rhythm. 

The weather is changing - not as much as Bruce Jenner, now Kaitlyn Jenner, of course (thanks Ricky). Autumn seemed to lose the battle with summer so far, however, the storm that brought colder air and a lot of rain today, unequivocally shows who the next emperor of nature is. The evening walk with Abby in the chilly wind was not what I'd imagined this morning to experience after a long day.

Tomorrow is All Saints' Day. People usually flock in cemeteries, put flowers onto their loved ones' graveyards, probably whisper a prayer, and go home nervously on the overcrowded roads full of equally nervous drivers. We won't do that for various reasons. Those who mattered wouldn't be miffed about us not elbowing people aside to show up at their graves - not that there would be many of them. It is much more sincere to honestly think about them, innit? Not to mention those whom we don't want to meet at all. Not now in our thoughts or in our afterlives.