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Wednesday, November 2, 2011

i stare at a balding man 4 hours a day

I’m watching this man with fascination. Not because he’s a great teacher. No. More because his peculiar mannerisms fascinate me. I’m wondering, how can this awkward, stuttering, skinny little man without a sliver of charm be a family therapist? We often watch videos of masters do their work with a world of charm and elegance shining on them. Look back at this elf-like person? I’m not sure how he does it. I would like to sit in on one of his sessions though…..

However, if there’s one thing this balding, nose scrunching, head scratching man who comes to class in ill-fitting short-sleeved shirts and running shoes, talking about how he bought fake jade for his girlfriend whilst he eats roast duck with rice awkwardly picked up with chopsticks shaking to the point of uselessness; if there’s one thing he taught me, it’s that family is important.

In that they can screw you up.

Big time.



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