I’m starting this now while I’m at work as I am very tired and won’t make it far once I get home. Six new students today. That means a lot of jumping around for me, gathering student info, finding out what subjects they need, when they plan on graduating, if they can read. Yes, really, if they can read. Everybody says yes until you have them read aloud. Then the ugly truth emerges and a moment of embarrassment quickly passes as I reassure the student that it’s ok as I have material that will help them. I can’t teach them to read. I don’t have the time. I wish I did.
We are at our capacity of 80 students. That’s an even split of 40 students. Doesn’t sound like a lot, eh? When you consider that I teach about 15 to 20 different subjects or different levels of the same subject and the other teacher does the same, it is a lot of work. No, I’m not complaining. The law is the law and it is what I follow when doing my job. They take away some of my salary, then add record keeping regulations that add a significant amount of paperwork, but I still show up.
After 21 years of this, I am ready to move on. Where? Where it is warm, preferably. Where the people are warm and tan and healthy looking. I also mentioned in my last post that I have lived in this town for over 21 years. I’m ready to move on from here also. Since I am starting the last decades of my life, I should like to see and meet different people, explore cultures, live in cultures, participate in cultures. I should like to contribute something to wherever I land. I’m fairly intelligent and handy. There are many things I can do.
And if I end up here for a while, it will be with the knowledge that someday I will be able to go and not come back should I choose. If I did go, there would be no reason to come back. That’s a very liberating thought.
I’m also done with people telling me I should “find” myself. I will say that from a young age, I have always known who I am. It hasn’t always been comfortable but I am pretty capable and get through the worst and the best of it. I think people who tell me such things are people who have had some sort of personal revelation as to who they are and what makes them tick. I was lucky enough in 1971 to figure that out with the help of a man who guided me. It’s been a great story ever since. And it keeps on going, one adventure after another. It will be interesting to see what the warmer months bring. The crocus popped up the other day and the sun has been shining for two weeks. Cherry branches that I cut in the fall are putting out buds. It will be an early Spring this year and probably a hot summer, complete with dry weather and the occasional thunderstorm. The year is barely begun.
Yes.
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