Second week again...
The first week of school is over and I feel like it has been a semester already. We started the new school work all working over the weekend, and at least for myself still not feeling ready for the start of school. But school did start and we all had to pretend we were ready. I will have 8 kids this year but at the start I only had 6 because two families did not get until a few days past the start of school. It is nice having more then two kids this year, I miss my kids from last year and the small feel but it is nice to have more and have better energy with a larger group. It’s hard to stop working sometimes, there is always lots to do and there will always be more. Teaching is not a 40-hour a week job, even if I don’t have kids I probably have a long list of things I should be doing instead of playing card games or watching a movie, but I need to take breaks.
This year will be so different from last year. Last year we moved a ship based organization onto land and made it work, although not always sure we would. We became an accredited academy which feels great and the amount of work is considerably less then it was last year because of this accomplishment. I am excited for all this year brings, I am hoping to make it home around thanksgiving for a wedding. I am excited for new countries to go to and everything a new school year brings.
I am in the phase of being back where I miss home, it is good to be back but I could go for a day at the beach with my family and drinks with my friends and on and on and on. But I am here and need to remind myself that I have made the choice to come and work and live here for the next ten months or so and to love something about each day. Or at least that is my goal, I am not sure I always do this.
This past weekend felt like a good example of WAWA (West Africa Wins Again), we tried to go to a chimp sanctuary on Saturday only to realize we had to make reservations, not very normal for here , we made the best of it by getting lunch and going to the craft market. On Sunday we left a dry and sort of sunny ship in hopes of a sunny beach but it was rainy. Its ok though because it was still great to get off ship and forced me to do no work, which I am slowly regretting but not as much as I should be.
I have received both my bags now and am un packed and feel more settled. I know a few things where missing from my duffle that was cut open, so someone has a few cute new dresses or the TSA sucks at making sure the right stuff goes back in the right bags when they are polite enough to repack them for you. Both are far too possible to be funny.
August, 15th 2011
