Month: November 2015

The black blackboard?

The blackboard makes me think of: school. French and Maths! Homework! Writing. A huge whiteboard. The happiness of seeing my teacher. The pleasure of working. The pleasure of writing. Having fun! Doing exercises. Doing geometry. Doing grammar. Doing history. Doing English. Reading. Working with a world map. What is a blackboard? It’s magnetic. It’s white

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Children don’t know best!

Reality isn’t composed of straight lines. When I was younger, with child-like reasoning, I attempted to draw my entire city on a piece of paper. It was for my scrapbook; I stopped halfway. I couldn’t capture the different barks of the park, the iron railings circling our house, the shop that sold sandwiches and all

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