I’ll get her for you, if you give me another chance.’ Camulos leaned back in his chair. He lit a large expensive foreign manufactured cigar, ‘I�...��m disappointed, very disappointed.’ He looked beyond Bitterman to the man behind him, ‘Tell me Myron. Do you think Mr. Bitterman here deserves another chance?’ From the back of the room Todd Bitterman heard the man pass sentence, ‘No, this guy’s a piece of shit. Let me take him out, dump him in a fifty gallon drum, and blow several dozens holes in it.’. Once they had filmed a huge movie in the town next to mine and I saw quite a few people I recognized then, but it meant very little to me. I was seeing people, artists, workers. I admired their work, but that did not mean I had to be obsessed with one of the creators of it. My mind went to the sincerity in his voice and I admired it as well. What? Whats that look? Lost in thought, I hadnt noticed that I was smiling. I laughed at myself. Nothing, just thinking. He seemed to accept it, though. Firstly, it was how much my methods were tuned to my own expectations of existing attitudes and behaviours in the subject. Naturally, one has to start somewhere but I came to realise that previously it was many of my own preconceptions about attitudes and behaviours that had dominated my approach. Secondly, it soon became obvious how few of those attitudes and behaviours were found in Helena.A great deal of my method depends on confronting the student with behaviour that they would normally. After our first faltering steps with Daryl and Gemma, Jill had tried to apply the handbrake but I’d given her what I thought at the time was the slightest of nudges. And here we now were, after five weeks of things gathering momentum in a way we’d never envisioned.And as we talked that Tuesday, Jill and I were agreeing to let the runaway train to continue and see what it would lead us. Sure, we’d agreed to some sensible ground rules about communication, honesty and strengthening our own.