It was the penultimate day and we had just arrived at the Lago Averno, by a most tortuous and misguided of paths, dead tired and hungry, only to find the place utterly deserted.

A conversation overheard today

There are at times those moments in life which are as beautiful as they are rare, when you are truly *moved* by something.

I receive some ... interesting... advice from a colleague.

Being a new teacher, means that each day is unpredictable and filled with adventures and mishaps.  Some are worth telling, in order to make you laugh and for example in the following case, make you...

A history of one of the oldest traditions in Iran/Persia, and the world, celebration of the winter's solstice, Yalda night; looking back at it's Zoroastrian origins.

I am now proud to announce, that my mother is the coolest woman over the age of 50 in Toronto.

In August 2003 Toronto had a long blackout. Here is how it felt that night ...