I'm a teacher...yeah?

Sunday, February 08, 2009
3:45 p.m. CZ time – 8:45 a.m. Home time.


So. This past week, My supervisor came to observe me. It didn’t go so well. I then had coffee with him and Christine. She’s nice. He’s...British. (sorry…I tried…I really did…but that all went out the window when he questioned my competency, talked endlessly about his family tree, and repeatedly interrupted while I was talking…) Rather than go through all the details, let me just say that the experience has driven me to be prepared to blow him away in March.

ONE more week – then break! Can you believe it? I’m HALFWAY done?! Get through this week and then I have a whole week off. I have no idea what I’m gonna do with that week. Exploring, shopping, and lesson planning are at the top of the list.

I’m there. I realized it this morning. I’m actually at that place where I can just live. I’m not worried about adapting or figuring stuff out…I just go and do and be. It is good.

I was, however, yelled at on Friday. Ha. The bus stop in front of my school is the last stop the bus makes. There were maybe 5 people on the bus and one stop left before everyone was going to have to get off, so I put my backpack in the seat next to me and propped my foot up on the side of one in front of me (not ON the seat; that’s inconsiderate!). At that last bus stop, an old Czech man walked up the bus steps, stood at the top, pointed his finger at me and started saying something. I turned, said something like, “Huh?” and he proceeded to yell at me in Czech. I had no idea what he was yelling about, but I assumed it had something to do with my taking up three seats or my foot being off the floor or a combination of the two. There’s nothing I could say to him…so I turned and looked out the window and let him yell.
Two weeks ago, that probably would have led me to cry uncontrollably…but today, I just giggled on the inside. What can you do?

Whitney introduced me to Milka Chocolate. Have mercy. I have to bring some home. (I couldn't figure out how to rotate the picture...? but you get the idea.)

Senath is still without power. I found where KAIT interviewed Bro. K and talked about the church being a shelter. I wanted to cry. (Seems I’ve been doing a lot of that lately…?) I was so moved and happy that the community has come together like they have and that our church is able to be the hub for such service. At the same time, I’m heartbroken that I can’t be there to help. It’ll be another couple weeks till they get power and another couple months till they get cable/internet. So much for Skyping with the sibs. :P


I need to be planning lessons…ugh.
Ok. More updates to come…

Much Love.