Back when I first came to Japan on a working holiday visa many, many years ago now, one of the odd jobs I took up was as a teacher in an Eikaiwa. I enjoyed the job, and think I was pretty good at it....
CHAPTER 8. THE LAST NIGHT Mr. Utterson was sitting by his fireside one evening after dinner, when he was surprised to receive a visit from Poole. "Bless me, Poole, what brings you...
CHAPTER III. WHEN another night came the columns, changed to purple streaks, filed across two pontoon bridges. A glaring fire wine-tinted the waters of the river. Its rays, shining upon the moving...
CHAPTER IV IT was a morning of artistic creation. Fifteen minutes after the purple prose of Babbitt's form-letter, Chester Kirby Laylock, the resident salesman at Glen Oriole, came in to...
How do you like my hair style, huh? PM 8, Jan 27, Office My typing just sucks like this… Q: Any idea on what Chulkungchulkung (철컹철컹) signifies? Taue Youngjae? It’s just the way out I...
Chapter I "TOM!" No answer. "TOM!" No answer. "What's gone with that boy, I wonder? You TOM!" No answer. The old lady pulled her...
CHAPTER III While leading the way upstairs, she recommended that I should hide the candle, and not make a noise; for her master had an odd notion about the chamber she would put me in, and never let...
Chapter XXV In Which A Slight Glimpse Is Had Of San Francisco It was seven in the morning when Mr. Fogg, Aouda, and Passepartout set foot upon the American continent, if this name can be given to the...