Me: T-chair :)

To be honest- before I came to KJO I had not wanted to be a teacher, I know that it's a bit strange but still- real. After all I decided that it is not so bad and I can actually try... and now... Yes! I am sure that I can be a teacher and I there is nothing wrong with that. Of course, my teaching pracicte helped me to understand that this is a job for me. I am extremely happy when I see that my students learn new things and that they like the way I teach them. It is an extraordinary feeling! I don't want to say that I do not see any drawbacks of this job but a positive attitude helps to overcome them. All in all, I must admit that my teaching practice contributed to my decision about the future and now I clearly see that being a T-chair is my "destination" :)

Christmas time, mistletoe and...

Childhood memories connected with Christmas? I hale plenty of them! I belong to the group of people who love Christmas and all the trash ascribed to this merry time.
I associate Christmas with family, warmth, extraordinary dishes, smell of gingerbread and spruce, which is very unoriginal but wonderful. Nevertheless, this time I would like to tell a sad story about a day when I found out that Santa Claus does not exist…
I was about 7 or 8 years old and as usually before Christmas I wrote a letter to Santa Claus. I suppose that I desired a Barbie doll or a new set of Lego blocks (I used to be a total Lego freak!). Everything was written down with some help of my sister who was always my backup. The letter in a beautiful envelope landed on the window sill and I waited for Santa Claus to take it. As in every year the letter mysteriously disappeared and I was glad that Santa was going to give me the right gift. Unfortunately, after few days I found my letter in my sister’s closet. I couldn’t believe! I thought that she took that letter away because she envious of my wishes and that she didn’t want Santa to read about them! I was really ready to quarrel over that! Eventually, my parents and my sister helped me to realize that Santa Claus is not real and that he is only a part of Christmas mystery…
Since then I’ve been aware of the fact that Santa Claus is not a living man with a huge bag but I believe that Christmas time is so special that almost everything is possible… Even people use their human voices…

My problem with favourite music

My favourite music… This is one of those topics which are discussed when we meet a new person. Somehow, it is believed that in this way we may learn something important about this person. It might be true but I really hate the question about the music I love. It’s not that I don’t have my preference in this field but the case is that it frequently changes. There are many reasons for that. Usually, it is my mood that determines the kind of music I listen to. I also tend to forget about some bands or singers and after some time of this blackout I rediscover them and treat as my best. It has always been like that so let me present my favourite pieces of music- at least for the time being:)

I would like to start with pop music of the 80s and 90s. I’ve always had a weakness for this music and I think it’s due to the fact that I am a passionate dancer and La Bouche, Snap just make you dance and there is nothing you can do about it. You must love it as I do!!!


Now, my true love- Michael Jackson! People may say things, they may gossip- but I DON’T CARE!!! Do you know why? Because Michael is a genius! He’s a real king of pop music. After Michael there hasn’t been an artist who can produce such a rhythm, beat, groove that is so recognisable, catchy, extraordinary, breathtaking even.


I don’t want you to think that I’m a shallow person and listen to only undemanding pop songs:) Therefore, I would like to share with you a piece of music by a wonderful Scottish composer- Craig Armstrong. There is no point in talking about his music, it’s enough to listen… Just close your eyes and let your imagination work for you… Enjoy…