Tag: work
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I am a low skilled worker.
Priti Patel has unveiled the new points system intended to draw the ‘brightest and the best’ to the U.K. Thus calling an end to the age of free movement on December 31st. According to the policy paper available online, on January 1st 2021 members from the “EU and non-EU citizens will be treated equally.” However,…
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Finding my forever name.
What a long a long and winding road, it is to be a writer. First, there is the whole being creative and maintaining it conundrum. Then there is the ‘taking yourself seriously and believing in yourself’ trial. Next is the ‘trying new approaches’ phase. It goes without saying that every dream is not without it’s…
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1st year of work.
It has begun, my first step into the world of education. I have just finished my first year as apprentice teaching assistant in a local primary school. I was split between a year one and year six class and it would be an understatement to say that at times, I felt a little overloaded. I…
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1st Draft Completed!
I can’t believe it, but I can say that my 1st draft it complete! I also have to say that it also felt…anti-climatic. Not that I expected fireworks or a band to jump out and sing to me. Or even a contract for a book deal to fall mysteriously into my lap. But there was…
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New year, new me? Not quite.
Have you managed to keep your new years resolution? Or have you forgotten your resolve and that commitment has already fallen by the wayside? Or do you not even bother? It is a strange thing how every year we make promise to change something about ourselves? To “improve” or “let go” or do something crazy…
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Characters.
How do characters come to you? Sometimes it’s a name and a flourish of information comes with it. Like how they look, their distinct character, angry, brash, shy, quiet or even the connection to the story. Sometimes, it’s a face, why they are sad, happy, confused or terrified. Other times, I have to dig for…
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Recap.
So much has happened in such little time. I did not believe my mother when she told me that as you get older, time begins to slip through your fingers and when you have kids, the years are so much shorter. Time flies, as they say. Still, I can happily say, that I have begun…
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God is Good.
There are moments in our walk with Jesus, when he just makes things so beautiful that you cannot help but look up to heaven and smile. When your heart is full of joy and there are literally no words to express what is it actually happening in your heart. The moment when all of the…
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