来Dubbo对自己有益的n件事

1. 在外，第一次有自己的house，住得像一个家
1. away from home, i stay in a house that for the first time feel like a home

 2. 伦开始弹uke&唱歌
2. Loon started playing music

 3. 在河边散步成为生活一部分

3. have a stroll by the river becomes a part of life

 4. 尝试过去的自己想象不到的工作

4. working works that are unimaginable for the past me 

 5. 开车去上班&图书馆

5. driving to work & library

6.  白天自然亮起来的房子，有小花园，很多花，番茄可以收割，花开了满树，马铃薯和青椒发芽

6. daylight brights up the house naturally, small yard with lots of flowers, tomatoes for harvest, a blossoming tree, potatoes & green pepper sprouting

 7. 为彼此剪头发

7. be the hairdresser for each other

 8. 时薪高

8. high hourly pay

（图为妈妈给的硬币，她20几年前没有完的）

 9. 新朋友、新体验

9. new friends, new experience - camp fire, butlers falls, jude's gathering

10.  一起经历低潮的日子

10. hands in hands, walking through the toughest time of life

random bits & pieces of life in Dubbo

头发
听说这里的理发师，水平参差。无论如何，以前都是会家附近的店剪头发的。来了这里以后，一是不必要，二是节省。刘海都是老公修。其它部分，绑起来就是了。刘海遮盖眉毛，我都懒得去修。

Hairstyle

Rumour has that hairstylists here aren't very reliable. Anyway, in the past I had my hair cut in my neighbourhood shops. Since arriving here, first it was unnecessary to, second to save money, my fringe has been trimmed by Loon. Rest of my hair just simply get tied together. My fringe covers my eyebrows. So it is perfect for a lazy person who is too busy to  trim her eyebrows

 

美丽
我有个我觉得很漂亮的表姐。心情最好的时候就是老公看着表姐的照片说，我觉得你比较漂亮 :)

Beauty 

I have a cousin whom I find very beautiful. One of the happiest moment was when Loon looking at my cousin's photo and said, I think you are more beautiful :)

长龙
在dubbo要排长龙很难哦。因为人口很少，很少 :)

Long queue

Queue can hardly be long in Dubbo as there are really not that many people to queue in the first place.

融入
今天去到义工活动，我是唯一的“老外”。上次去dubbo young professional network，我和老公样子看起来最“老外”。还有不少场合，我们看起来都“鹤立鸡群”呀。其实我们以少数族群身份出现的场合，心里面可能都默默骄傲了两下。快来认识我们吧！让你们面对自己的无知！

Assimilate

During the volunteer event this morning, I was the only "angmoh". When we were attending dubbo young professional network event, Loon and I looked most "angmoh" there. And in many occasions, we looked different from the others. Actually, when we were the minority in places, I secretly felt proud of us. I want people to know about us, to come face to face with what they didn't know they know nothing about.

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Morning started well. I finally got up before 10am. Loon was in the midst of making pancakes, using egg-pan (a present from a best friend) this time. He was having fun.

I sit by the heater, open and started flipping through and reading the book "self-promotion for introverts". It is about being introverts and public speaking. Maybe because I read "the power of introverts" previously, this book doesn't interest me much. However, I like the part on how the author prepares for her own public speaking & even posing a simple question to high profile individuals. Prepare, research, framework, WIIFM, rehearse etc...

I remembered my lousiest time of presenting was when I had a session with a class of abt 20-30 ppl. This was probably the 2nd session of a series of four. The teacher who was bringing me to her classroom asked me where was my laptop? She said, I saw you bring your own last time. Crap. I brought goodies, stationeries, and everything but my laptop. And I had not email my slides to myself. I had put it into thumb-drive but didn't bring my thumb-drive which was in my laptop bag. OH GREAT!

What happened later was that luckily I printed hard copies for teacher and myself. So I used the projector to project my slides, and did the same whole sharing exact same way, except the beginning. I greeted the class, told them what I did (not do) today hence they would  have a more primitive version of slides. The sharing went alright.

Other than a few animated move of my slides were missing. The slides were in black and white only. I was still as good as I could be. And I believed one or a few of the students were happy that they not only skipped listening to their teacher for a period, but got to know "The Little Prince" a little bit more.

Looking back, I thought things could be worse, if I forgot to bring hard copies or the teacher showed her disappointment on face. Yet, probably because I had went through terrible radio hosting hours previously. I survived this time.

Like author Nancy Ancowitz said, "because even with the best preparation, things often don't go as planned, so we need to be flexible, expect a few surprises - from ourselves, others, and our circumstances - and project confidence, no matter what happens".

I would simply put it. Things do go wrong. Accept the imperfection. Move on.