Archaeology, Japan edition
Finally decided to start cleaning out this disorganized heap of a desk, the "ALT desk" they call it. Yet another archaeology dig. Didn't anyone ever clean this desk out? I guess since most people only stayed here for a year, they figured it was the next person's problem. Well, if I'm staying another year I might as well make use of the space.
Plans for old lessons about New Zealand. Coins from Thailand and England (even a 1 pound coin, who would leave that behind?). Dozens of keychain holders. A stuffed Snoopy (which I will use in a presentation). An old love letter addressed to a "Young-kym" from "your Drunken Gong-Ju". A library card for King's College, in London (Founded 1829, by the way). Business cards for a Dr. Abel Moreno (Biomedical Sciences Professor, Institute of Chemistry, UNAM, Mexico) and a Mr. Nakayama at the Mugen sake distillery here in Nakaniida. Folded-up flags of New Zealand and Australia (I can never remember which one has 4 stars and which one has 6). One half of a tamborine. A metal Coca-cola pencil case, in immaculate condition (I think I'll use that as a prize). A compendium of Oscar Wilde's Complete Shorter Fiction. Lesson plans and ideas left to rot in a drawer. And on and on, like the attic of the crazy old woman down the street from you as a kid, who kept every odd thing she thought might be of some use.
I think I'll be at this for awhile. Stuffed Garfield the cat. Five cards from a trading card game... Glitter paint... Christmas stickers... Four glue sticks...
June 13th, 2006 at 9:35 pm
Hey, I AM that crazy old woman. But I don't have an attic. And I also don't have such an eclectic collection. There's an essay in that....
June 19th, 2006 at 11:07 pm
ooo, sounds like you hit the jackpot!
June 23rd, 2006 at 3:46 pm
Hey I used to be that crazy old lady! Actually, still am...
I know, I know, your mom beat me to the punch line.