Today two people remembered me, it was a nice feeling really as I never seem to get remembered.

The first time was after my first lecture today I handed in a form to the lecturer who I had once before in my forst semester and she said “thanks Emily, it’s Emily right?’ and I said ‘yes’ of course as that is who I am and she said, ‘I remember you from first semester’ and then she continued to say, ‘I remember you fell in love with Paulo Friere and it was quite exciting to watch’. I was happy I can imagine worse things than being remembered as someone who is passionate about Friere who is also a passionate man.

The second time was when I went to the International Studies department to hand something in and the girl said ‘Hello Gemma’ and I responded ‘no I am Emily, Gemma’s sister’ and she said ‘yes I remeber you’ I was surprised as I didn’t remember her and then she said ‘hey you married a Peruvian. congratulations. I thanked her, of course and thought aagain well it could be worse than being remembered by being Gemma’s sister and married to a Peruvian.