As the eventide drew a long shadow on the land at the end of a quiescent day, highlighting the effulgent contrast between day and night, I recalled my little self peregrinating through the day, pondering how to compose a helpful lesson to my novel student. Even though languor befell me while embarking on the day’s odyssey, I serendipitously crafted a new syllabus. Nevertheless, the subsequent leisure stroll with Abby resulted in another fatigue, and I soon found myself in the realm of reverie upon returning home with a weary dog. The remainder of the day comprised honing my lesson, enhancing its syllabus, and mitigating my ravenous appetite.
My day was alright. I rearranged the shelves in the basement, which took me two hours to complete. I could have spent more time rearranging, but I had to deal with my homework before the class this afternoon. I had to read a story and summarise its content, write about the characters, and describe my impression. Even though the weather forecast predicts warmer days, the presence of autumn is palpable. The nights are much colder than a week ago, and the morning walks with Abby are faster due to the chilly temperature. I quite like the lower temperature and enjoy taking cold showers in the evenings because they refresh my body. However, I miss my summer sandals, shorts, and T-shirts. Walking Abby without having to don my jacket and put on several other layers was much easier. The English class with Charlette was fantastic. The sixty minutes flew by like a bullet train. I feel lucky to learn from her. After the lesson, I prepared my high tea cocoa pancakes. I love pancakes. When I devoure...
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