I finished reading my previous novel entitled The Piano Tuner. I was very satisfied at how it ended. It was set in British Burma in the late 1800s, when a piano tuner was commissioned to tune a Erard grand piano in Burma. It had a conclusion, but the novel also had the window for what-ifs, and other speculative exercises, and provided a nice repose upon finishing the novel.I guess being sick provided me the time to complete it. Last Tuesday, I was so tired and sick, without my voice, and so I decided to go ahead and go home immediately after my class ended at 3:30. I then got undressed, and went to bed, but before that, I set my alarm to wake me up at 7:00 PM. I didn't want to get carried away and then wake up at around 11:00 PM, and that would give me headaches due to a sleepless night.
So I slept, until 7:00 PM, and then I woke up. I ate something, and then finished the book. After that, I picked up another one, which is a significant departure from the previous one (of course). This new book is entitled The Sleep-Over Artist, by Thomas Beller. And just by reading the first few pages, I was laughing hilariously. I don't know, maybe the mischievous ways of the ten-year-old protagonist is just so common I could easily relate to it.
Winter came back today. Yesterday and the day before that, the weather was very nice, in the mid-50s, and so the snow all melted. However, it is back today, and so I wore my boots again to school. However, some people were complaining that the weather wasn't cooperating, and because of that, they couldn't go out and ski.
I guess people have different purposes for the weather.
I am getting an interesting vibe from my students. They want to know where I am from, but they have no idea where. They say that I have a slight accent, but they cannot pinpoint it. And add to that, my name isn't really a typical name from my country, and so that further confuses them.
I looked up my surname, and it turns out, that my surname is Hungarian.
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