Thursday, October 25, 2007
I survivied St Joseph's Convent Infants School
The way those sisters used to whack me, I don't know what. They thought they was going to beat an education into me, but I foxed them.
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I wait patiently, with no urgency. I have been granted all the time there is. I do not try to make anything of what I see. I hold no expectation or assumption that I know anything at all.
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Thanks for Burgess link--obviously Harold Robbins is NOT one of those authors, that's probably a good thing--though I do feel that Burgess praises him somewhere...
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