secret doors.

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dinner of swedish samplings

shopping for fun things for the classroom

with my co-teachers

wandering through

the twisted path of ikea aisles

a friendly employee

leads us to

yet another secret door

a shortcut through the labyrinth.

 

“there are many secret doors around us, in plain sight.

we just don’t take the time to find and open them.”

-rebecca ross, author

 

 

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      • Beth, I always say: I have an IKEA-visit-interdiction! I would like nothing more than ‚just go‘ and see (what I come out with). I used to live within 15‘ by car from an IKEA in Switzerland and I spent many happy hours there, meeting with friends with their children (whom we could park for an hour or so in their kindergarten – everybody was happy!), to have a talk and shop for a few little somethings. I still have extra glasses of the kind that never dates, they sold the best candles of my life, etc….. but my HH told me that he never ever goes near one of their shops with me again. It truly IS an adventure – and I never regretted any of my adventures.

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  1. Are All the Doors Closed?

    Scores of uncultured doors
    Closed pores of the old stores
    Hiding drawers of past accords
    The forgotten ardours of wise mentors

    Now, just condescending decors to the new wars
    Like cantankerous dinosaurs with itchy bedsores … Ivor Steven

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    • well, Ikea is really something else. you have to be in the mood for lots of stimulus, following a maze like floor plan, big spaces, everything named in Swedish, it’s a lot, but once in a while, a good adventure. we found lots of interesting stuffed animals, art supplies, tiny lights, pillows, rugs, babies, plants, baskets, mirrors, so fun – and everything is pretty cheap

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