Last night I received a cryptic and amusing Facebook message from a fellow teacher, a teacher who has the mixed pleasure of teaching Trixie. The story goes something like this. It was an all action year one phonics lesson and the teacher called, well let's just call her Miss as I do my best not to name too many people in this blog, was introducing her year one charges to the exciting world of all things phonics. Out of nowhere one boy approached Miss, placed a hand on her shoulder and sand "Oooo, sexy lady!" Miss was suitably impressed / flattered / appalled (delete as applicable) and asked of the chap "Oh, I am a sexy lady am I? Thank you."
Now that should have been when the story ended and the matter closed. But no. Trixie decided that she needed to demonstrate what aneffective contributor she was and decided to announce "My Daddy is sexy. He walks around the house with his top off." Untroubled by her proclamation Trixie returned to work leaving Miss, so my reliable source informs me, in fits of the giggles.
Even 24 hours later the incident is still making me laugh, but I think that I should really clear a few matters up while trying not to dig myself deeper in to a hole. Yes it is hot in Malaysia and on certain, particularly warm evenings, I have been known to remove my top layer of clothing, largely as an energy saving measure, you see, to reduce the Lawrence consumption of electricity on air-conditioning. As for the other matter the least said about that the better. Henceforth I will make sure that I mention, at least once a day and within ear-shot of Trixie, that I see myself as dashingly handsome. That's a far more appropriate phrase for daughters to announce during phonics lessons.
In other news it is raining and I am enjoying playing with my recently issued school iPad.