悠悠桃源 Isaiah 55:12 "For you shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands." ｛如欲轉載，請註明出處，thax｝

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1/24/08

He is German. He is one of the new faculties in the Department of English. He has published a book. He is an assistant professor. He is fairly friendly.

She had an enormous crush on him. She knew it would end soon at the minute she decided to audit his class. She was 27, and she was not sure if he was qualified for being “handsome.” “Whatever, he is cute,” thought her.

He is chubby. He has a whale belly. The way he walks is alike Pinocchio. His hair is blond. The frame of his eye glasses is black. There is no ring on any finger of his hands.

She tried to come up with all sorts of excuses to talk to him. Her questions were stupid and always related to school work. School was the only context in which they could meet each other. She did not tell her classmates. She felt good being away from folks in the same department. She was always looking for something new. She could not figure out whether that was because old things never satisfied her or the nature of her was venture seeking.

He teaches English grammar from a linguistic view. He graduated from his doctoral program in 2006. He is white. He was part of a band a little while ago. He played guitar and he was the leading vocal.

Her spirit was low after his class. The night before his class, she would spend some time thinking which clothes to put on the next day. Right before his class, she was usually happy. She lay on the floor of her office that day after leaving his classroom. She missed that feeling--her back bone closely touched a firm solid flat surface. For years, she missed that sense of relaxing--she was not obligated to buttress up her back, but let it go and let the earth hold it. On her 27th birthday, she asked God to take her home. She was tired for the day after his class on Thursday.

He has charming smiles. Yes, his smiles look like a big boy. Maybe because of his position, a teacher, his tone does not sound as immature as general big boys. He has been to many places, Toronto, North Carolina, Ohio, etc. Now he works at Texas.

After getting used to the environment, she could not get away from work stress. Endless work, more and more, never really got done. She could not clarify the motivation of her studying at Austin. The process was out of her expectations. One way or another, she made the choice. For better or for worse, she could not divorce her own decisions, no matter how ugly they were. She was not even sure how much she could get out of the grammar class, but she knew: she loved to see him on a weekly base--even foreseeing the end of that crush from the very beginning. Life is full of pain, so she indulged herself in the little and false pleasure for one semester. “Who knows where they might end up? Nobody knows. Who knows when they might end up? Nobody knows” (the music in Grey’s Anatomy).