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Independence Day | Amanda Teuscher

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Private piano lessons in Washington, DC. November 1, 2011. Ugandan Independence Day took place on a Sunday, and we heard there’d be a celebration at the district headquarters in Zombo. Peter drove us through the rain to Zombo (expertly avoiding getting the truck stuck on a steep hill), where hundreds were walking about a huge muddy field, at the center of which was a circle of people performing traditional Ugandan music and dancing. Twin Sister – All Around And Away We Go. She's scaring the children.

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My Peter Gabriel moment | Amanda Teuscher

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Private piano lessons in Washington, DC. October 31, 2011. My Peter Gabriel moment. The school is located in a Catholic mission that was founded by Italians. There was a large community church near Stevie’s residence, and I would wake every day to the sound of music at the early morning mass. Music from the girls’ mass:. Https:/ amandateuscherdotcom.files.wordpress.com/2011/10/girls-mass-5.mp3. Https:/ amandateuscherdotcom.files.wordpress.com/2011/10/girls-mass-4.mp3. Next post →. Music – Bliss Pop.

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Amanda Teuscher | manders meanders | Page 2

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Private piano lessons in Washington, DC. October 31, 2011. Stevie teaches at a girls’ secondary school, and we sometimes hung out with the other teachers in the staff room. They had ongoing Scrabble tournaments with an old board and a bag of mismatched, well-worn letter tiles, and despite having been warned about how good they were, I was excited to finally play them one afternoon. Unknown Mortal Orchestra – Thought Ballune. 8220;Avoid kissing and bad touches”. October 31, 2011. October 30, 2011. In such...

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“Do you want another rap?” “Yes, sebo!” | Amanda Teuscher

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Private piano lessons in Washington, DC. November 2, 2011. 8220;Do you want another rap? 8221; “Yes, sebo! On the long bus ride back down to Kampala, they were playing Ugandan soap operas and Ugandan music videos at a deafening volume. While the soap operas were entertaining enough so long as I wore my earplugs, the music videos were much more enjoyable:. Bonny Mwaitege – Njoo Uombewe. Anastazia Mukabwa and Rose Muhando – Kiatu Kivue. It’s pretty catchy. Yes, sebo! Next post →. Music – Bliss Pop. Build a...

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Private piano lessons in Washington, DC | Amanda Teuscher

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Private piano lessons in Washington, DC. Private piano lessons in Washington, DC. I offer private, in-home piano lessons to both children and adults from beginner to intermediate level. My current rate is $20 for a half hour lesson, or $35 for an hour. Weekly lessons are usually preferred. Books will not be provided, so you may choose your own or ask for recommendations. (If the student already has lesson books, we can continue with those for consistency.). Friends – Aesthetics of Everywhere. Leave a Rep...

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Where it begins | Amanda Teuscher

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Private piano lessons in Washington, DC. November 8, 2011. The Nile in Northern Uganda. Shortly after this picture was taken, I saw an ELEPHANT. An elephant! We spent a couple days in Jinja, a city on Lake Victoria near the source of the Nile. (It is also the home of Nile beer.) Given its geographic location and proximity to Kampala, it is a much bigger tourist draw than the West Nile, so I saw many foreigners walking up and down Main Street. Joni Mitchell – River. White Hinterland – Icarus. The falls lo...

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Uncategorized | Amanda Teuscher

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Private piano lessons in Washington, DC. November 24, 2011. Miniature TIgers – Japanese Woman. Https:/ amandateuscherdotcom.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/07-japanese-woman.mp3. 8220;Something…bad is happening.”. November 9, 2011. 8220;Jimmy, do you hear that? 8221; Nash asked. Voices were coming from far down the road, and I could see the flickering light of fires in the distance. The man on the side of the road turned around very slowly and stared vacantly into the back window at Stevie and me. 8220;Yes, ...

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RESONANCIAS VITALES: . . . Romance

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Si en mis palabras echas en falta el calor del beso eterno. Si tu verso llegó tarde a su destino, lee conmigo poesías a destiempo . . . Si, me gustan tus piernas,. Pero no unicamente su forma,. No me refiero a su arquitectura,. No quiero aludir solo a sus ondas,. Ni a sus lineas, ni a sus perpendículares. Mas allá de tu anatomía,. Mas allá de sus exquisitos movimientos,. Del torrente febril de sus maneras. Donde limitan tus cosquillas. Y que recuperes la voz. Del maneje de mis manos,. De siete a ocho.

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RESONANCIAS VITALES: noviembre 2007

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Si en mis palabras echas en falta el calor del beso eterno. Si tu verso llegó tarde a su destino, lee conmigo poesías a destiempo . . . 18:42 Lunes. Noviembre. Todo lo que soy se refleja en mi estado. A veces, confuso de mis actos me miro en el reflejo de la ventana y me veo a mi,. A mi y al horizonte a la vez,. A mi y a ti. Muchas cosas. Es satisfactorio saber que aún puedes hacer dos cosas a la vez,. Como las mujeres.(aunque no todas lo logren). Se me pasa el tiempo de exposición voy a tapar el objetivo.

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RESONANCIAS VITALES: febrero 2008

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Si en mis palabras echas en falta el calor del beso eterno. Si tu verso llegó tarde a su destino, lee conmigo poesías a destiempo . . . Señoras y señores, soñar sigue siendo gratis, me he dado cuenta hace un rato cuando leía. Bueno, cuando leía algo, no importa que. Esta vez no he sido yo y precisamente esa debe ser la razón por la que hoy he aparcado los versos en doble fila y me he dispuesto a escribir esta prosa corrosiva de palabras llanas y comprensibles,. Busqué en el bolsillo interior y nada, saqu...