Night before the workshop.....

and instead of searching for red ribbon to pack the booklets for release, I am blogging! Am I finally addicted to something? Email for sure!

Everything is in place for tomorrow - the speakers are quite fabulous and we have a nice break with skits. We hope to show the direction we would like educators to take with the skits and have it be some fun and not all serious talk. The subject is serious enough, as it is.

120 registrations, 140 people total at the venue - even if 20 people dropout, we have done what we set out to do. Next time, a better date - Guru Nanak's birthday (holiday but not a serious one down south!) would be ideal. If tomorrow works out well, that is.

In the middle of all this talk about educators and their classroom strategies, et al, I can only remember going to V Adoption Agency and seeing that toothless smile. The kids are total entertainers - their questions have been so funny, logical and thought provoking.

"I was tooken care of at V" is how my son describes it when asked about his birth. He is 4 years old.

The logic of "old people go to heaven, old people have grey hair, people with grey hair go to heaven....my father has grey hair, he has not gone to heaven, Gandhiji had no hair....why did he go to heaven?" is unbeatable. You know, S, I don't know why Gandhiji went to heaven....in an ideal world, he would not have! :-D

His sensitive little sister takes our breath away in different ways. Like asking "if there were no strangers in the world, Amma, it would be so peaceful, nah?" Where did this come from...for all that we are genetically connected to her, neither of us is so NICE! Nature/nurture? The debate rages on!

Have to get beauty sleep and red ribbon for tomorrow......

G'night!