So I got to thinking bout my school days recently and it saddened me that I was starting to forget a few teachers who had shaped my life, I have already forgotten nearly half the classmates... though its not my fault. Some people just don't want to join facebook, then how can you find them in this big world. Even if I do find them, there is not much to talk beyond the 'where are you & what are you doing' phrases. But the teachers are another matter, they deserve to be remembered for moulding us. I gotta hand it to the convent school I studied in, they really knew how to select their educators... all the teachers I had shared a genuine passion for teaching and above that they had strong moral values and faith which invariably shaped our lives. To them being a good person was what mattered the most and they made sure we grasped this knowledge, it also helped that I had staunch catholic parents who cemented this view. Anyway, I just wanted to jot down stuff bout my teacher...
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Gibsy, I know you read my blog... nam tells me how you guys waste time there. And yeah, I too look only for comfy sandals.
Those sandals look nice and comfy but Yeah, I'm with Nameeta on this one - always go for black sandals. I don't know what her reason is (probably something stylish like 'Black is the new Black!) but for me, black sandals hide scratches and dirt better... HEHE :P so, I like them.
Where did you buy these anyway?
I love shoes as well. Mums like, one more pair then its either you or your shoes in the house...I guess the same goes for my clothes as well..huh...somehow its never enough, especially when shopping is therapeutic...hee...
Nitya, :) that's what my mom tells Nameeta too. Nice to see you here.
Joy always,
Susan