Today my friends and I were selling stuff to other students for a project for class and it was during lunch time so we had to eat while we were selling people stuff and my friend Canyon had suckers for anyone who bought whatever he was selling and I pretended to steal one and he stole it back and he was like "wait where's your lunch" and I just said "I didn't bring one" and he said "oh like you forgot yours? it's ok, I'll-" and I interrupted him saying "no I just don't feel like eating" and…
No mess Paint colour exploration! We simply squirted poster paint into Ikea freezer bags, sealed them up and stuck them down in the Tuff spot tray! You could stick them to any flat surface, such as patio doors or cupboards. We talked about mixing colours and the children were using fingers to mark-make and there was so much lovely descriptive language! An excellent no mess, sensory activity for EYFS children!
as far as only 32 %only speaking Welsh.I'm .We were never taught it at school..We had to choose German or French,but Latin was compulsory..No Welsh! Now everything is Welsh first (in post offices,signs etc..It's very annoying when we weren't given the option (back then) to learn this language..Latin is not spoken in any country..What a waste of time, that was..
I bet you didn't know it was so easy to make your own tomato soup – this basic recipe won't take more than 45 minutes, depending on how fast you chop, so it's a great one to have up your sleeve. Give it your own twist by adding some of your favourite herbs and spices
GENETIC BOUNDARIES: 'A pioneering study into [Britain's] genetic heritage ... shows that up to 40 per cent of [British] DNA may be from Germanic ancestors, and not the Vikings, thanks to the Anglo-Saxon migrations in 450-600AD. The project, carried out by Oxford University, is particularly interesting because it would seem that this genetic make-up bears out those old traditions and clichés about how [people] relate to each other. So the age-old rivalries between Devon and Cornwall – take…
Nothing I said was bullshit. You broke me in unimaginable ways. You shattered so much of me. All so I would leave you? He was never in the picture that way. Not until a short while ago. You put me through hell and did so many fucking things to me. I wasn't loved or appreciated. You were the one who had others. who didn't care. I cared I was loyal and I loved you. I still do but I can never be your again or love you again. For that would be signing my death certificate.
Relate to this, only I didn't have the mindset to develop an eating disorder. I hate it when people point out that you're getting larger than everyone else, or they specifically ask for the size if your clothes to compare it to your "thinner" siblings or themselves when they were your age.