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Today I finally understood why Albert Camus could write about such length about “the absurd.” He’s French. Of course this revelation came after a dalliance with the Office of Immigration and Integration. The way things work in this country is so preposterous sometimes, it could only be described as absurd. Sometimes the [...]
Two weeks I ago I taught my class before the one-and-a-half week Toussaint holiday. This terminale (the final year of high school) class was the first class I ever taught. It consists of mostly boys who told me about the virtues of pimp rap during our first session together. They were [...] I haven’t experienced any major culture shock since I embarked on Dutch life one short week ago. There were a many little quirks here (circular shaped buttons to flush toilets) and there (gas stoves that need lighting) and inconveniences aplenty (the majority of stores stores don’t accept credit card), but nothing that really was jaw-droppingly [...] |
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