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01 February, 2006

Odd one out

The challenge for today refers to this advertisement found in the Sydney Morning Herald late last year. Among all the acting courses and dancing classes, can you spot the more unusual hobby?

One of my high school history teachers taught us elementary hieroglyphics. In year 10 I decided that I would be an Illuminator when I grew up. My friends were renowned for their neo-dada activities such as growing plants in ladies' shoes. But for eccentric occupations, Cuneiform for beginners has to take the cake (or perhaps the wax tablet).

Although, in professional terms, a musicology degree comes pretty close. When I finally graduate, I will have completed seventeen years of full time education without knowing very much (certainly nothing useful) and without being qualified to do anything unless I study a bit more.

'Clever!' said Eeyore scornfully, putting a foot heavily on his three sticks. 'Education!' said Eeyore bitterly, jumping on his six stixks. 'What is Learning?' asked Eeyore as he kicked his twelve sticks into the air. 'A thing Rabbit knows! Ha!'
'I think -' began Piglet nervously.
'Don't,' said Eeyore.
'I think Violets are rather nice,' said Piglet. And he laid his bunch in front of Eeyore and scampered off.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Poor piglet...

10:22 pm

 

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