Here is a selection of blogs that took the limelight this week:
willemkossen
sweet-oven-lovin.com
cyclingart
insomniacmummy.com
scrapsofmygeeklife.com
My pick for the week-end:
Here is a selection of blogs that took the limelight this week:
willemkossen
sweet-oven-lovin.com
cyclingart
insomniacmummy.com
scrapsofmygeeklife.com
My pick for the week-end:
Everyday on Fuelmyblog one lucky blogger is picked to feature as blog of the day.
We’d like you guys to assist us with our choices, whilst we really look into the community to find a great new read, we feel that with so many new blogs joining up we may be missing some of the early joiners. We are now in the tens of thousands of blogs on Fuelmyblog, we turn away at least a third of new blogs trying to sign up, in the main as they are spam or porn – this takes some time as you can imagine..and sometimes great blogs slip by..
If you have anyone (or even you dear reader!) you’d like to recommend as a potential blog of the day, please drop their URL down either in the comments below or simply leave their blog or username as a comment in the “fuel” votes to the fuelmyblog blog here. We have some changes coming soon to the homepage (finally) and you’ll get front page recognition to go with the badge – which could lead to your blog getting some of the tens of thousands of hits that go through that page daily.
As ever, your comments are the fuel to keep us going, thanks
When I selected today’s blog of the day: Auld Reekie Rants
My attention was caught immediately by the following post: The Best Days of Your Life?
The question raised about school being the best days or not really got me thinking about my own days at school, in minutes I drifted back in those years, try it!
I went to school near Belleville a rather cosmopolitan and proletarian part of Paris now a bohemian hub.
The first thing I remember is being sat next to a boy whose breath smelled he would also get on my nerves daily (I must see if I can find him on Facebook and throw him a few sheeps…).
Our teacher Mme Pierrot was a really old fashion stern spinster who expected us to walk from the school playground to the class in straight neat rows, hands in the back and zero noise (aaaarmy like).
I cannot remember seeing her smile once.
Needless to say I was relieved to move up to senior school next door where the contrast could not have been any greater. There the silence was replaced by noisy chaotic classes but I loved the fact that we would have a different teacher every hour. Some were better than others. One teacher made all the difference for me, it was Mme Smadja she had a unique way of talking about books and would always catch our attention with her passion. From that point on I started reading for pleasure and not because I had to.
School days were patterned by boredom (days never ended), fun and friendships, occasionally learning. Were they the best days of my life? Probably not…what followed was way more exciting but that’s a different story!
How was it for you?
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