Remember talking about breakfast? I received some jams from Britain, sent by the one and only Steve. Lime marmalade, strawberry jam and Seville orange marmalade. Therefore, breakfast was delicious. (Thank you Steve, I was right calling you Sweetest). My son’s teacher (for the uninitiated, that’s the “There’s no Santa Claus” teacher) made him fill a whole page with the sentence “I won’t forget my exercises again” because she couldn’t find some she had handed out on a sheet of paper. This has nothing to do with what I’m about to say, but he hadn’t brought it home, so he probably never came near it. But the fact is, what is this? Is this some kind of medieval torture? Is there a biggest waste of time than make a child fill a whole page with the same sentence (spelled wrong too, because she didn’t even care to write it down for him the first time). And she had the nerve to tell him “ask your mum to sign underneath” as if I would ever validate her nonsense. And this is a private school that we pay money to. We actually chose this school because people recommended it to us. So I’m going to call her in about an hour she has her first break. It is not going to be pleasant.
This is my first cleaning solution. I cleaned the windows with it. It’s water, vinegar and a tiny bit of liquid soap (but you have to wipe it with newspapers). And I made vegetable tempura. 
February 9th, 2006 at 4:35 am
Also, I think Rose’s lime marmalade is the best thing in the world!
February 9th, 2006 at 4:35 am
Firstly im glad you finally recieved it.
That teacher is really silly and I think it seems lazy. Give her a roasting, oyu’ve had teacher training and know it isnt right. I’ll back you up!
February 9th, 2006 at 4:35 am
Oh, that is so Victorian! You have every right to discuss that this kind of “punishment” is no longer acceptable. Also, perhaps, you can suggest that, next time, she can make sure that the students have packed the necessary worksheet they need to do at home.
February 9th, 2006 at 5:25 am
missy
and you haven’t seen her. she actually LOOKS victorian. She wears silk blouses with large bows. I didn’t lnow Rose’s lime maramalade. I tasted it this morning and you are 100% right. It really is the best thing. I might make a cheesecake and put some on it (a tiny, only for one cheesecake).
nevets
it was the best present first thing in the morning. also, can i now link back to your new blog? I was trying to protect your anonymity and stuff, but you went and posted your picture!
This teacher is going to get it. Thanks for backing me up master Stevie. I’m going to need you to ninja kick her (you’re going to have to make sure i don’t fall down when i land).
February 9th, 2006 at 6:14 am
That punishment sounds like something the nuns gave out in my grade school years. It taught me nothing more than to have a very nervous stomach. She needs to get her act together so she can teach these kids properly instead of handing out silly punishments.
Stand tough.
Hugs, Connie
February 9th, 2006 at 6:38 am
You go and get that teacher! There’s really no point in that punishment - it’s ridiculous.
That’s a lovely bottle of detergent!
February 9th, 2006 at 7:01 am
As a teacher, she sounds off the wall. I like your blog!
Let us all know how you get on. There are things that need discipline in schools, lost sheets are not one of them.
February 9th, 2006 at 7:04 am
Be carefull that she won’t take the stick next time!
When I was 4th class I had to write kaligraphical 500 times “I must not rub the blackboard with fat!”
I simply was too stupid that they caught me.
την το πείς ξεκάθαÏα!
February 9th, 2006 at 7:04 am
The jam looks lovely. I think your postal service just knows to bring things to you on the right day.
Good luck with your son’s teacher. Unfortunately, I’m all out of ninjas, or I’d send some your way. It sounds like you have it covered though. Maybe there’s a recipe for an all-natural solution to wash her away?
February 9th, 2006 at 7:05 am
Connie and Devil
I just talked to her. She said the most unbelievable things. She actually used the word punishment in a positive way. She said he is going to remember from now on! I told her i will report her to the Director and that maybe next time she can mark him with hot iron, that way he is going to remember forever.
It was fun.
February 9th, 2006 at 7:09 am
Anne
hello! you are my first reader from France!
Thank you, i’m coming to your blog now.
February 9th, 2006 at 7:12 am
reminds me of the beginning of the simpsons, when bart has to write some new stuff on a chalk board every episode…
February 9th, 2006 at 7:23 am
crash mat at the ready.
I know you asked for a pic ages ago and I think everyone knew who it was anyway.
Thanks for thinking about it though, I always refer to you as Chloe for the same reason
February 9th, 2006 at 8:06 am
Blogger intersperses your comments wherever he (oh i’m sure it’s a he) thinks best. So it looks as if i’m not noticing them but they pop up after my answers!
Stephanie
hehe, nah, she’s toxic. no natural solutions will do away with her.
i also got your package just now! i’ll post about it in a couple of hours when i will have listened to the cd. But the things you sent, oh, the things you sent! They are gorgeous. xoxoxoxoxo
Gurgo
you are hilarious. why on earth were you rubbing fat on the blackboard? hehe.
daria
at least Bart gets paid for it. (it’s true, that punishment would go down easier if she paid my son to do it)
nevets
i have emailed you little prince.
February 9th, 2006 at 8:28 am
You are my idol.
When will the Chloe products hit the store shelves?
February 9th, 2006 at 8:57 am
i’ll have to think about refillable bottles to do that. maybe pink with gold letters?
February 9th, 2006 at 9:34 am
Wretched teacher. I’m going
into a rage! She’s in the
dark ages-it’s not even “sad”
because there is a little boy
and his love of learning involved.
Go bite her.
February 9th, 2006 at 9:36 am
Your son is turning into Bart Simpson with his lines on the blackboard!
February 9th, 2006 at 9:37 am
Last one…I promise …
There IS a Santa Claus. He rented
the suite in my basement when
he was renovating the North Pole.
February 9th, 2006 at 10:27 am
I’ll check it when I get home big hearted angel
February 9th, 2006 at 10:32 am
Like Daria and FB, I immediately thought of the Simpsons when I heard about your son’s having to write repeating sentences. And Harry Potter writing where the sentences also end up scratched into the back of his hand. I can’t believe that anyone would really make someone do that in real life. What is the point of it?
February 9th, 2006 at 10:37 am
I got that done to me once.
My 5th grade art teacher was awful at her job and everyone, including the kids, knew it.
February 9th, 2006 at 10:48 am
Yay you for telling the teacher off! I’d have told her off too. And I might not have been polite about it either. (Horror of horrors! A Canadian not being precisely polite!)
I wrote lines a couple times when I was younger. I can’t remember what for, or what they were, so I guess it did wonders for me.
Marmalade is tasty, though I’ve never had lime marmalade before. Sounds great though. Now that you’ve told teacher off, slather some some on toast!
February 9th, 2006 at 11:01 am
I’m going to post a recipe for hot chocolate in my blog in a bit. But it’s not exactly what you asked for.
February 9th, 2006 at 11:11 am
I can almost taste the vegetable tempura. My favorite appetizer!
February 9th, 2006 at 11:21 am
Your package arrived safe and sound.
Thank you
Thank you
February 9th, 2006 at 1:39 pm
chalk don’t hold on fatty blackboard!
February 9th, 2006 at 4:26 pm
madelyn
i bit her. She hurt.
I know Santa exists. He replied to our letter.
Finn
i know! poor boy.
kimananda
she said the point of it is that they’ll stop forgetting their worksheets at home. She actually made 15 kids do that. She told me so on the phone!
Erikku
an awful art teacher, that’s a real shame because art is actually fun.
Blackcrag
i just did. And not just the lime jam.
devil
i saw it and i thank you very much. xxx
angel
yes, that was one of the good moments of my day. it was really nice.
zona
that’s great. i hope you like the music.
gurgo
you little wicked one, you.
February 9th, 2006 at 8:23 pm
We have lemon-lime marmalade at home and I love it!
So the cleaning solution worked a treat? I always use newspapers when I clean glass.
February 10th, 2006 at 4:11 am
Hey, I was just a boy! Full of energy! And very bored in school!
But I can give your little darling some hints, if he wants.
February 13th, 2006 at 5:08 pm
I won’t forget my exercise again
I won’t forget my exercise again
I won’t forget my exercise again
I might forget my exercise again
I want to forget my exercise again
I will forget my exercise again
I won’t remember my exercise again
I won’t remember my exercise again
February 15th, 2006 at 7:49 am
oh! that’s atrocious. making a small kid bear all this is absolute nonsense….here too we have such disgusting punishments at school and the excuse they give when we demand a reason for such illogical behaviour is atleast we don’t take to “beating the kids”….what nonsense…..the xcuse makes one go mad with rage….and oh! yes, i loved the food you cooked, it looks similar to momos:-)