Bangladesh teacher 'burns' legs of girl pupils
For the last two days it has been warm and sunny outside. I worked a full work day both days, and by the time I left work I was too tired to explore around. My colleagues joked that I should enjoy the nice weather while it lasted--in retrospect, I should have. It is cold and rainy today. Ben met me at work this afternoon, having worn only a light jacket. He had had enough of the cold and asked only for a hot chocolate and warm place to rest. I, on the other hand, was quite warm and had been very productive, and was much over-caffeinated (PRIO has a really nice coffee machine).
Having lent Ben my coat and wandered around downtown in search of dinner, I am now sitting in front of the wood stove in our apartment. It is quite relaxing to sit in an empty space, without sound, watching the flames consuming the birch logs. Its especially pleasant to watch the fire burn through the glass of the stove, at a closeness that one could not enjoy in watching an open fire. When Ben closes the flue on the stove, the burning flames slow down. The slowness of the flames resembles an aurora, according to Ben, and when the soot occasionally catches fire above the logs it looks like ball lightning or like plasma.
Having lent Ben my coat and wandered around downtown in search of dinner, I am now sitting in front of the wood stove in our apartment. It is quite relaxing to sit in an empty space, without sound, watching the flames consuming the birch logs. Its especially pleasant to watch the fire burn through the glass of the stove, at a closeness that one could not enjoy in watching an open fire. When Ben closes the flue on the stove, the burning flames slow down. The slowness of the flames resembles an aurora, according to Ben, and when the soot occasionally catches fire above the logs it looks like ball lightning or like plasma.
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