THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING ROLE PLAYING

Daughter Serina is and has always been very shy. She is well gifted and scores high on IQ tests. Nevertheless she is troubled by her low self esteem, except when she is role playing. In the tensing choir she always loved the drama group. Working in kindergartens or in the local grocery shop, it's fine, because I'm playing a role, she says. This summer she was at Madame Tussuad's in London with a friend. They really had a ball.

Tomorrow she's gathering with senior high students from all over the county in Stavanger, acting in a "mini UN" conference.

She is supposed, together with three others to represent Lebanon. A complicated and tough task. She is however really looking forward to this meeting.

I would never have believed that possible a couple of years ago.

God bless her, my father keeps praying.

So do I.

MINIMALISME

I en ellevill, overdådig julepyntekarusell slår det meg, minimalisme er oppfunnet av travle folk med mye penger.
Ukristelig dyre møbelstykker står og poserer enkeltvis, mot hvite vegger og mye luft.
Lett å holde rent, samt tidsbesparende investeringer.
Det er egentlig innlysende at de rike også er de toneangivende hva angår kapital verdi. Da plebsen fikk råd til å kjøpe Le Courbosier, falt bunnen ut av liggestolmarkedet.
Etterat alle hadde kastet emaljegrytene fra syttitallet på søpla, pryder de rød/hvite kokekarene kjøkken i halvmillionklassen.
Nå, så får vi som ikke har råd til å følge den rette sti(l), heller pøse på med engler. kongle, glitter og nisser med lys, så ingen busk er mørk..
Alt det vi kan kjøpe på Rema, Rimi, Lidl, Jysk og Nille.
Så blir kremmerene enda krommere, og bruktsalget på Årabrot enda mere fullpakket av ting ingen vil ha.
Vi kan jo kalle det tradisjon.

APROPOS iTunes

"I ain't saying that I beat the Devil, but I drank his beer, and then I stole his song" quote Kris Kristoffersson.
Now I'm looking forward to Christmas, opening that huge, fat iPod, that I know, for almost certain, will be lying under the Christmas tree.

DONE

I made it through the night.
Moonlighting music till 5 in the morning. Now I have got a mouse arm and a rat's shoulder. I'll have to rent help for the Christmas house cleaning, (which by the way has to be done extremely thoroughly in Norway). I'll stick to making hearts of wool for the kitchen windows instead.
It's the first day of advent. My daughter and I started the celebration one hour after midnight. We turned off the electric lights, lit some candles and watched the first show in the veteran series "Christmas in Cobbler's Street"