Alpina's blog post - Conversations

The end of an uneventful day full of work. Sometimes I think it would be nice to be shovelling snow or building a house and look back on my work in the evening and see the result.

What I remember are some conversations ...

... with Frau Schneider in the morning: "Yes, awful, that snow."
... with my headmaster (telling me 80 students want to take part in my drama project next year): "Don't be daft - it's the play, not me, who attracts them."
... with ambitious Annette, a 17-year-old student who cried when she got back her English text: "You should write English regularly, maybe a diary, or a blog, to improve your style." (A blog where ?)
... with Jérome (after he asked me jokingly what my love life is like):"Do you feel like making a contribution to it?"
... with Phillip, via SMS: "Yes, I will come and visit your parents next weekend. Kisses, too."
... with Ruth: "Fine then, I'll be there Friday, 7.pm."
... with the Baker's wife (while buying bread): "So nice of you to remember my father. Yes, people always say he was a good doctor."
... with Frau Schneider in the late afternoon: "Yes, the snow is truly awful, and such a lot."

The rest is silence.