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One of the cleverest and most philosophical limericks is: There once was a man who said, “Damn, It has borne in upon me I am But a creature that moves In predestinate grooves; I’m not even a bus, I’m a tram!” It’s strange that living in Canada’s largest city I nonetheless overwhelmingly see the parts […]
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A small but indicative example of how the University of Toronto doesn’t prioritize the welfare of its students is the way in which the gym access included in student fees during the fall and winter terms is cut off in the summer, requiring students to pay a per-facility fee to keep using it. This is […]
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I spent most of today working on the theoretical framework for my forthcoming proposal, but this morning I went with my mother and some of her friends to see Toronto’s Aga Khan Museum. Also, I took a break in the evening to try yoga for the first time in Massey’s Upper Library. It was quite […]
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We’ve been learning a throw which I find very awkward, which involves holding uke’s wrist and pushing it straight up into the air while turning the person over your hip. Practicing the Saturday before last left my wrist rather sore and, at Tuesday’s class, when a hold-down escape put all my partner’s and my weight […]
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There are some Judo words which I only know how to pronounce phonetically. Among them is the name of Sensei Isador. I remember it because I know he’s not a window… My mnemonics for remembering throws and hold-downs are similarly silly. Cramming vocab for my yellow belt grading, I decided that Kata gatame (where you […]
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