Posts by author: Ken Cauley
He thought, ‘I’ve got to do it today. It’s been a productive one. Just a couple more things to accomplish.’ ‘Let’s talk about our holiday plans. It’s time for me to start organizing,’ she thought. He thought, ‘I’ll be done soon. You’ll still be around. We’ll get to talk.’ ‘I’m leaving in half an hour. [...]
Continue Reading →Imagine you’re on a plane flying over a beautiful deciduous forest. Today, on December 5th, it’s covered with sparkling white snow. You can see occasional evergreen trees too. They’ll soon be decorated for Christmas. From the height of the bird’s flight you can’t notice that some of the branches are broken, there’re traces of a [...]
Continue Reading →Modern art is really controversial. Can you call this toilet covered with logos a piece of art? Are the dots sprinkled on the canvas art? Is a bed covered with pages from the Bible art? If yes, what is modern art? Trying new media? Shocking or puzzling people? To me art should have a message. [...]
Continue Reading →Yesterday on Facebook I was asked where in Russia I lived. As usually I referred to Moscow having said that I live about a five-hour drive from it which isn’t really far by Russian standards. The girl on whose profile I posted this comment jokingly said that I’m talking about the capital city because most [...]
Continue Reading →‘Don’t smile at your students for at least a couple years so that they know you’re a strict teacher and they behave themselves. That’s the tip I got from an experienced professor. Do I follow it? – No. Do I struggle with discipline problems in the classroom? – Never. Why don’t people smile in Russia? [...]
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