Foro came home with me this week. When I keep him at home with me all the time, I get a bit silly over him. I mean, he's a stuffed cow and it's not like I'm a kid. So I carry him over to my partner's place and he stays there for a week. The... Continue Reading →
He, She, It
Foro got his name from a typo. My German speaking friend wrote "Foro" instead of "Foto" and I asked, 'What's a Foro, a female toro?' And my little friend the stuffed cow was christened. I still use "he" to talk about Foro, but he is not a he, nor a she. This "he" seems to... Continue Reading →
Testing Days
Foro is no help with languages. His strength is his silence. However, languages are my thing. I just finished two days of testing kids in English, and now it's my turn in German. I signed up for a Goethe Institute exam which takes place today. Foro declines...... It's funny how some of my students approach... Continue Reading →
Fly
So this morning, Foro and I woke up to cow bells (we live in a country where cows have bells, apparently to find them if they've slid off the mountain.) Foro being contemplative. Cows are tormented creatures. Here they have the bells, which must be pretty annoying. But they also have flies. Flies in their... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 