I put all the gifts and notes from my students at my desk, as...
I put all the gifts and notes from my students at my desk, as proof that someone loves me. I like to imagine that the other teachers are secretly jealous, but I know in reality they don’t notice the odd trinkets and origami figures that clutter my desk.
I have just gotten over (I hope) a bout of stomach flu. Thanks goes out to all sympathetic friends and family, near and far.
Intense home sickness comes and goes. I have thirteen weeks left in Korea. I frequently have dreams about flying home and celebrating with old loves… root beer, thin crust pizza, white gummy bears, Neapolitan milkshakes and some activities of the NC-17 variety.
I may be sad now, but I know I’m going to get out of all of this on top. Eventually. If anything, this is happening to teach me about perception and patience: two things I’ve never had much of a shine for. In the meanwhile, I’ll listen to Stevie Wonder and the Mills Brothers because that’s the kind of mood I’m in.