In order to understand the feelings and needs of our learners, we use. “Understanding the feelings” is published by The Sack Club.
Make sure you powder your cheeks red
And paint those eyelids blue
Colour within the lines
Line those eyes with kohl to perfection
I always loved the wrinkles at the sides of your eyes
The lines in your palm
On your way home they’re crackling grey, it’s been a long day!
Come home and moisturise
After the working day is done
Put your feet up missus
And keep colouring within the lines
Even though life wants to spill paint
All over your masterpiece
Just keep painting missus.
Running for the bus with that baby on your back
“Mary had a little lamb”
Story time on the London underground
In the crook of your arm and in the small of your back
baby takes the city by storm
Every guest at the savoy has heard baby’s cry
For the red book missus!
Colour this page so neatly that they’ll be stunned
Dancing shades and tones
Let your bunion’s form, do not feel pain missus!
Colour these skies periwinkle blue
A day will come in which there are no pages left.
Baby is big now; she rubs the arches of your feet
It’s been a long time, red books in tow, you finally exist.
Though the colour now fades and the picture looks bleak
Just keep restoring those lines missus
The lines were all you could’ve ever been
The backbone and the pain
Rigid and unmoved
Because you were made to be distinguished
You were made to divide
To be divided and conquered
You cannot feel?!
For you’ve given all of your colour
You see, black could never actually be part of the picture.
For the red book missus you’ve given your colour,
You’ve given you’re life.
Your eyes stop on the tv screen and in a moment you become entranced, absorbed. The world fades away. Some people watch tv, but you live it with the characters, moving through the storylines and…
The space between the beginning and the end. “Should We Meet Again” is published by William.
A lot of the conversations I have in this business revolve around claims. Discussions of loss ratios, catastrophic claims, and simple fires always seem to revolve around what it’s doing to our…