Hey-ho one and all!

I laid an egg. It was a euphoric experience that drove my husband crazy. Of course I didn't know what was in the darn thing until a little beak started pecking away from inside.

It all started in the fall of 2012 when @Judy Thompson (what a brilliant woman) contacted me through Linked in. Not knowing a thing about me, she invited me to meet with her and some other strays she'd picked up. At that point I'd been involved in ESL for about a decade (at first very unwillingly). 

A decade of trial and error (lot's of error) that grew into a sleep depriving search for the answer: how to teach people English? Guess what, you can't. In fact, you can't teach anything; you can learn it though.

I work with folks of all ages; from 4 months to the end of a completed life cycle. I learned the most from the kids. Kids are great. I can't understand why they don't have the right to vote - they're the ones who should be running this silly planet. 

Anyway, back to the egg. Inside the egg I found the most beautiful model to learn English (+ probably any other language, for that matter) and for me to reach my goal of retiring with my house paid off and enough money to travel around the world to visit my kids, my grandkids and, may I be so fortunate, my great grandkids.

I can hear the bells chiming midnight, so I'm off. Would you believe while I was writing this one of my flip flops broke? Not exactly a glass slipper, but who wants to marry a prince anyway? I'm keeping my meat and potatoes man, thank you very much.

'The worth of that is that which it contains.
And that is this, and this with thee remains.'
- The Second Bill of English Write