Sneeoosh.
That's the sound of my youth flying by at warp speed.
I'm back, but I'm still waiting for my personality to kick in after a three-month series of insane events. I'll keep you posted when she arrives.
I'm off to a good start though: yesterday I got the most 1980s-fabulous shaggy/punkrocky/girly haircut ever, surprising even myself with such a bold and bohemian move. I look perpetually like I've just rolled out of bed, and it feels fantastic after such a long record of maintaining a guise of semi-professionalism while student teaching. My hair now screams "dye me pink!," but I'm resisting, because I fear this wouldn't go over well about a month from now . . . and it has to look a little more conformist by then, because (surprise!) I've been hired to teach 11th grade global literature at a high school in a little town close to here, which has a name beginning with 'H.' I'll rattle on more about this later inevitably, because I'm really excited about it. For now these are the essentials: I get to teach whichever texts I like within reason (so I'm teaching The Hobbit and the hero's journey, of course, among other things), and I am also in charge of another class where kids plan and shoot their own documentary films.
2 comments:
Hey, You alive?
Congrats on your assignment to town 'H!' Sounds exciting! As does your student teaching. Now I know why you disappeared this term.
I miss you. We should hang out when you've got a spot of time. Did I tell you I'm taking English country dancing (like the Jane Austen type?) It's great. :)
Take care!
Seriously?! Sounds excellent.
I miss you too! Where are you these days? Still around? We're definitely going to hang. I am booked until Saturday, but I'll give you a call. At least we should go out and get some food and shoot the shizznit.
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