Ho Ho Ho

It's an update - state side. I headed to London on Wednesday night with Amy in preparation for my flight on Thursday. Georgie picked us up at the underground near her and took us for dinner at the Hilton. The story is that we stayed at the Hilton. That's the story. We're sticking to it.

The flights were fine - after ten hours of being in the air I was more than happy to hear "Welcome to Cleveland." I'm not sure I'm really impressed by American Airlines, but what can you do when you're on a budget?

Home-Home has been an interesting experience. My family has been great, my grandparents appreciative. Jen and Travis came out for a bit last night - that was excellent! I was so happy to see them. The boys - well - some people just don't get it. And quite frankly I'm not going to go out of my way to deal with people who are prats.

It seems when you pick up and move some people can't forgive you for that. And they can't grasp the concept of different time zones. No wonder the British dislike Americans....cocky and unaware there is a world beyond them. Well - you can see that in some of my friends. Maybe by the time I leave they will find it within themselves to come and visit me....and if not, I'm no worse off.

I do miss my UK family terribly! If I could have the UK family and the US family at the same time - how great would that be! As I have told them, I will be back for New Years eve. My current attention is focused on Christmas.

Christmas for my family consists of that Italian tradition of the seven fish. Not very american.....British...but Italian. I love being so cultural. Hopefully everything pans out. I have some cool things I would love to share with my family and friends! I spent a lot of time thinking about the perfect christmas gifts - can't wait to share them!

Well - I'm going to get my day going. It's 6:30.....but that's 11:30 UK time. I am not getting adjusted to this time zone at all!

Countdown!~

4 More teaching days
6 Days Until an Outing in London
7 Days Until Departure for the US of A
12 Days until CHRISTMAS
15 Days Until the Return Flight to the UK
18 Days until New Years Eve!
21 Days until the start of Spring Term
42 Days until Half Term Break!

My....How time flies....

Just another manic Monday....

Living it up in the UK. Now that our first term is almost complete I look back at everything that has gone down since I moved here in August.

School is still brilliant. I can say that our staff is probably the best teaching staff I have ever worked with - in terms of academic matters and matters outside school. People generally care about each other and their well being. In the other schools I have worked in it always seems like it's every man for themselves.... What happened to community? Sure, there are things we disagree with here, but we still work and function together as a family. I really like the atmosphere here. It's excellent.

My teaching skills have definitely improved. I realize that it takes a lot of energy to be the kind of teacher I want to be, and some days I just don't have that energy. I'm still working out how to be poorly and still teach with high energy. Any ideas would be much appreciated. I also feel that my strategies have improved - MUCH better than they used to be. It's neat to be teaching drama because it really has helped me work on my discipline. I think transferring that to an English class will be much easier with my feet planted firmly.

Becoming British - well, I haven't exactly dropped my Americanisms - but I have a feeling that is why people tolerate me.... I can just declare "I'm a dozy Yank!" and all is well! I have become very used to a wide variety of foods though, and I have a secret crush on jaffa cakes and tea. I have no developed an accent, although I've learned some new words that I now sprinkle into conversations. I'm very proud of my ability to use "pikey" and "sod" in every day conversations.

And my British family? They are pretty much the coolest people ever. I never feel left out and I already have plans for New Years - I've NEVER done anything for New Years! I'm so excited!!

Overall I'd have to say the move to the UK was a brilliant idea. Even though I am ill at the moment and am getting ready to go to the doctors for the forth time since I've been here - I can honestly say that I'm happy.

....Now....if Mr. Right comes along....well, that will be a whole nother story....

Talk about a bad day....

Oh geeze....when it rains, it pours.

The race for computers was on today. Not only was our system down, but I realized it's virtually impossible to get my classes in to use computers. We just don't have the rooms available. SO I booked the laptops - had to run around mad looking for the key. When I eventually got the help, they didn't work. So when I called for assistance I was told it would be a few minutes -- 50 minutes later my class was over. Wasting time is my WORST ENEMY. So now my kids have a huge assignment they have to email to me by Tuesday so I can check word count.

Scaffolding is a great technique in the classroom - as long as little things like THAT don't get in your way.

This was followed by a 15 minute lunch detention with an entire year 8 class - me missing lunch was fabulous. Capping off the school day I was kicked out of my classroom for the last period and had to relocate in the gym - naturally the kids were off the walls. Cheerleading was stressful, but we did get plenty accomplished.

When Amy and I made it into town we were 8 minutes late for the sewing shop to pick up some materials I need for a Christmas gift. My mittens ripped open. Went for coffee and I emptied my wallet out on the floor by accident. We went to dinner and I got sick.

My entire mood was dictated by the stressful computer issue. That's terrible! Get over it! If you let these little things bother you, the rest of the day snowballs. In reality, I paid no attention to all of the good things that happened today. Some of my really poorly behaved kids were fantastic - great ideas. We came up with a brilliant project in one of my year 8 classes. I didn't forget to turn in my NFL picks. I am currently cozy -- AND my neck is feeling loads better.

For all of things that stressed me out and irritated me, I had something good happen. Bring on the positive energy!

Schoooooool

Some days you just feel as though you've done your job. Allow me to explain two KILLER projects I'm working on in my classes currently.

I'm covering Storytelling with my Year 7s. I taught them the process of stories - you know, the dramatic process - Rising action and climax and all. Then we read "Where the Wild Things Are." I broke the story up into sections and put the kids into groups and each group is performing their part of the story. There is a narrator and the kids just act the story out. They have no props, only two chairs, and use costumes to show the wild things and Max!

In my year 9 classes we were looking at investigations. Different groups chose different news stories and are acting out the crime. We then have class investigators that go and solve the crime. It's like those old private eye tv shows - someone walks into the office, gets help and then the detectives go and solve it!

VERY cute!

Twos.....

They say that people die in threes - but I'm hoping that's not true. The sad thing about living in the UK is that people aren't going to wait for you.

Mary Racher and Mary Ellen Galluli passed away this week.

These are women who held me as a baby - they were strong women who led meaningful lives.

From far away, I'll be seeing you....

The KES soundtrack

I have compiled my KES soundtrack - tunes that are fabulously KES.

You Get What You Give New Radicals
((Opening school song))

Last Night (Featuring Keyshia Cole) Diddy featuring Keyshia Cole
((Car tunes!))

Wonderwall Oasis
((First night out with the PE lot - we sang this at their flat at 4 AM))

Zorba's Dance LCD Now Dance 2000 [Disc 2]
((HAHA -CHEERLEADING MUSIC!))

Never Gonna Give You Up Rick Astley
((Rossy has a great dance to this tune))

Umbrella (feat. Jay-Z) Rihanna
((Little Tommy B loves to sing this during class.....emphasis on the "ella, ella, ella, ella, ella,ella...."))

Foundations Kate Nash Foundations
((Car tunes!))

About You Now Sugababes
((Loving the Sugababes))

I'm Always Here Jim Jamison I'm Always Here (The Baywatch Theme)
((I'll be READY!))

We Don't Have to Take Our Clothes Off Lil' Chris
((Classic to the Globe))

Uninvited (Radio Edit) Freemasons
((MY year 9 class sang this on Friday...hysterical))

Let Me Think About It (Radio Edit) Ida Corr vs Fedde Le Grand
((Dave Shaw's song from Globe!))

Chelsea Dagger The Fratellis
((CAR DANCING!))

I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me) Whitney Houston
((It really doesn't matter where you go - you always hear this one))

Bleeding Love Leona Lewis
((Who doesn't love Leona?))

Fly Me to the Moon Ray Quinn
((X Factor!))

Gimme More Britney Spears
(("I''m kinda liking Britney's new song....."))

You Belong to Me The Duprees
((X Factor))

She's So Lovely Scouting for Girls
(("I keep hearing this song - and I shouldn't like it - but I do..."))

Jenny Don't Be Hasty Paolo Nutini
((My namesake! Love it!!))

Guilty Pleasures

Ice Cream...it's so nice, I call it Nice Cream
The Sauna at the gym after a long workout
Facebook pokes
Cheese on Toast
"Amazing" by Seal
'Rescue Me' on DVD
Dane Cook
Holding the camera so that I'm in every picture
Glamour - US and UK issues
Dancing to "Don't stop believing" every time my mobile rings

Haaaaaaaaalf Terrrrrrrrrrm

How brilliant is the UK education system? Back home we have one day off here and there. No no. Here we have six full weeks and then one full week off. As a teacher, I say "Yehaw" to this brilliant idea. Not only are your lessons uninterrupted, but the week break is an excellent opportunity to RECHARGE.

It's been quite a week. The unfortunate loss of England in the Rugby finals was a bit depressing, but we made up for it in our own, stupid ways. Tuesday I went into London with Amy and Chrissy -- that was a quite a day. I decided Harrods is my favorite store of all time - and standing in Tiffany & Co. Oh, loved it. I was a bit intimidated when we were standing by the D & G shoes and the Prada collections....but then again, it WAS Harrods!

After returning to town it really hit me where I was. Walking around town yesterday on our dreary autumn day reminded me - Oh, you aren't in Ohio anymore....you are in the UK. Fortunately, I haven't really been homesick at all, but there are always those little things that I remember and think “aw….I do miss that.”

Example: My high school craft fair. It’s huge! And I always loved going! Sadly, I will be missing that this year. Then I miss things like trick or treating – that was always so cute (and we just don’t do it here). Granted, I do have a fancy dress party I am attending (which I need to carve a pumpkin for) – but it’s still not really the same.

Autumn in general is a tricky one. Ohio has a great season – all of the colors and leaves falling. It’s beautiful! Maybe not quite as beautiful as New England, but it really does look classy.

And then there’s the family! NO worries – I will be home for Christmas. I believe that’s 56 days away!

But overall – I’m still loving it. Loving the co-workers. Loving the atmosphere. Loving my job. Can’t complain. Oh – and I’m loving my new shoes I bought in London (except they are green).

Hunstanton

A *beautiful* day at Hunstanton beach today! Slightly impromptu, but that's the best kind of adventure!! Here are some of the shots Robin got on his fancy mobile!

Looking up

No matter what happens in the classroom -- the kids and their failures, their triumphs - the real reason you get through the day are your friends.

I have been so blessed to end up in a school with a fantastic staff. I love my partners in crime. They really do go out of their way to see if you are doing alright and just make you smile.

Today, one of the PE teachers brought in a school fleece for me. I see people wearing them, and I really wanted one. So he said that because I am a cheerleading coach, I can have one. True to his word, lunch time he entered with one for myself and Amy. I'm wearing it currently - loving it.

Yesterday we also had Staff rounders - being a wimp I didn't play, but I did go and cheer everyone on. We then went to the pub with the usual lot for dinner. It was just enjoyable. I am quite happy with the outcome.

And my new plan for world domination in the classroom -- I'm a rock star -- It works.

1. Classroom base. I have a classroom and a pile of busy work - and the kids know it.
2. I convinced them they can be rock stars if they trust me. Their performances will be SUPER.
3. I'm going to teach a bad class how to use lights and sound. They are amazed by the possibly and behaved because they want to learn how to use tech.
4. Detention base -- They know where I will be and they know they will join me if they don't do what is asked.
5. I'm not afraid to say "First warning" and "Second warning" and then say "Out in the hall"
6. Good behavior is commended. I make a special point of giving merits and telling kids they are fantastic when they are.
7. Formal presentations are amazing for these kids...they love it.
8. Kids who are distant and act as though they hate my class -- I rope them in. I sat with one kid today and he kept complaining about wanting to go home because his friend decided to skip my class and go home. So I sat with him and started writing a poem about everything he complained about. He loved it and thought it was hilarious. He took it home to show his mom. OK.....at least I got him to laugh.

Onwards and upwards....Things are looking up!

Some days....

Some days are good, some days are bad. All of your teaching days can't go perfect - or else you wouldn't learn anything.

Friday I had one of those not so good teaching days. And the ironic thing is - 2 our of my 4 classes were great. It's always the bad that overshadows the good in the end.

My department head was doing some work in my classroom while I was teaching (which I am uncomfortable with as it is), but after discussed with me how one student was talking while I was doing registration, even though I thought the kids were quite quiet. Another student would throw pens and markers when my back was turned. I don't stand correctly in the classroom - and I need to not give 100% of my attention to someone when I'm talking to them, just so I can ensure the rest of the class was working well.

Even though he wasn't assessing me, he told me that if higher staff was observing I would get some unsatisfactory marks.

I'm not saying that I can't take criticism, because I can. But I was not happy with this conversation. I walked out feeling as though I can't teach and I'm basically rubbish at what I do. Knowing full well I was going to be observed during one of my awful classes next week, I felt as though I was going to have a slight breakdown.

I found my way to Mary, the assistant head in charge of new teachers. I told her about my frustrations with my classes this week - straight out of hospital and the kids feel sorry for you for about ten minutes, and then they continue to act crazy.

Teaching Drama when you are an English teacher is hard work. You don't have the formality you are used to - you don't have the safety of desks separating you. The kids come in with a different attitude and get really excited at the opportunity of moving around. Yes - I'm a bit too nice when I give them the benefit of the doubt and warn them constantly. It's a matter of me saying something and my students accepting it as what needs to be done. Please be quiet during registration - and they don't talk. Please use the chairs like adults - and they don't slide across the floor on them.

So I'm coming up with a list of practical things to do to make life better. I Know I have the support - it's just a matter of me getting a stronger discipline regime. We're all works in progress....

Aw

Teachers out for a bit after a crazy week....

No - we aren't drinking. We were too knackered. J2O is classy.

Drama Drama

Today there was serious Drama during Drama class.

I was watching a group work on a scene and I had to stop them to give them some feedback. A boy was supposed to fall backwards and when he did, he hit his elbow.

I told him to head to first aid and somehow when he was getting up, one of this group mates ended up on the floor. He looked really still and the boy with the elbow yelled "He's faking, Miss!"

I said "I don't think so - get someone in first aid."

So he runs off and I sit with little Luke and he didn't respond when I said his name. He was really still with his arms almost reaching up and his eyes open wide. I held his hand and said 'Luke, can you hear me?"

He blinked a few times and stayed lying really still. I asked him to put his arms down and he did. I asked if he was ok. And he slightly nodded.

Our First Aid Secretary, Carol, came in and talked to Luke....apparently he had passed out during a class before. I knew he hit his head, so I assumed that's why he was unconscious for a few seconds.

I was holding his hand and I could tell he was getting really warm and upset. I managed to convince the kids to stay with their groups and work while Carol and I talked to Luke. He eventually feels up enough to head down the clinic.

...::: Lunch Time :::....

There is a note in my mailbox to call Luke's mom. I call and she tells me that Luke accused the "elbow" boy of punching him - that's why he fell over and hit his head. I was standing one foot away from them and I didn't see it! I turned my back for one second and this happened. Then again - he wouldn't punch another kid if I was watching....

So I reported the elbow boy....who I learned smacked a year 8 during break time anyways.

I think I handled the situation well.....but come on, lads. Play nice.

Adventures

Per Robin's request I am putting up a list of things I want to do. Sky's the limit, right?

1. Fish and Chips. After my exciting encounter with a Pasty this past weekend, I think I'm ready to experience something else really British.
2. The Beach! I've seen it from afar, but I really want to go to the coast. Hopefully the half naked men in sand dunes have fled the scene.
3. A visit to the haunted cinema. I don't even care if I see a movie. I Just want to play in the cinema that's like a thousand years old.
4. Ardal O'Hanlon. Late October. Kings Lynn. Oh yea.
5. Visit Joes friend's pub. Whatever it is....whoever it is. "Lets hear that again, shall we?" "Who I am...and what I am...."
6. Play tourist and take craploads of pictures. I don't care where - I just want to be camera happy.
7. I STILL want to go punting in Cambridge.
8. A match. Any match really. I won't understand it...at all. But I still want to see one!
9. When winter if officially upon us - I want to go to London and go Ice Skating. Actually....
10. I just want to go crazy in London. Pretty much do it all.
11. I hear Dirty Dancing is still going on in London....
12. Becky got me hooked on Pimms -- Don't they have a winter Pimms?
13. Royal stalking. Call me a star crossed Yank, but how cool would it be to actually see one of the royals?
14. Road Trip! I don't care where to - but I love road trips. And road trip snacks. And stopping for food at random diner (or the UK equivalent) during Road Trips.
15. And speaking of Road trips - I really need to learn how to drive manual....and on the left...and how to work those crazy roundabouts....

Road to recovery

Not being allowed back to work until Monday has become quite irritating. The things I do (or don't do) as I sit here all day...

I can respect the fact that I'm supposed to take this time to get better so I can return to work and stay at work. Yep - I get it. But come on...I'm bored. Here are my discoveries over the past few days:

1. Everyone I know is either engaged or married. Well, not everyone, but way more people than you would expect. I wouldn't say I'm jealous - it was my choice to have a few more adventures before embarking upon that "Happily ever after" adventure. It's just really interesting to see people who I ran around the sorority house with or who I went to grade school with - they are going to be husbands or wives....parents? Maybe I'm not as mature as I often feel, because there is no way I'm ready for that.

2. The Prospect of Living in the UK. Yes, I know I already am. But what about the future? Is this just a little blurb in my life, or is this something bigger than that? If it is something bigger, I have to make it feel a bit more like home. Sharing a house with six people - not so much like home. Walking everywhere - not at all like home. I have said that I want to stay another year here for the certification....so that means I have to make an effort to live. This isn't some study abroad experience where I look forward to going home. This is home.

2a. Learn to Driver. Getting a drivers permit answers a lot of questions. Makes you less temporary.

2b. Find an accommodation that I'd actually live in. Ideally, one other person. Kitchen, KITCHEN TABLE, living room, bedrooms, bathroom (with a shower/tub - but I'm not that picky). It's really not that complex. I had visitors yesterday - nowhere to take them! Come into my room and stand in the open space? There were people using the small breakfast room to watch tv.

3. I'm not fully discussing this one, but I can allude. I suppose it deals with the above points. I'm not sure what I want. And even if I was sure, how am I to know that it's right? I just don't know. Maybe I need to read The Secret again. And forget about timeframe.

It smells like bananas in my room -- I ate one for breakfast. Not feeling too great today. Didn't really sleep and those meds are making me feel a bit rough...

Back to thinking...

A MisAdventure

I have been lucky enough to experience my first MisAdventure here in the UK.

Friday during one of my classes I had to run out of the room - I thought I was going to faint/throw up. Another teacher ran into my classroom and took over. I went to the nurse and told her I was going to be sick. I ended up on the floor in the women's restroom with an awful pain in my side. I was freaking out about my class. The nurse ended up getting my department head, Keith, and he had to drive me to my doctor. So here I am, shaking while they wheel me out of school and down the front steps....luckily all of the kids were in their classes.

We get to the doctor and Keith wheels me in and I am thrashing around - in unbelievable pain - and they just say "Room 9" as we go in. Go right into room nine and this woman starts asking me questions. Gets me on a table. Does the whole Scale of pain from 1 to 10 think - I say 9. She says there is nothing she can do and I have to go to the hospital. She calls ahead and Keith drives me up the road to the hospital. GOOD thing I registered at that doctor like two days earlier...This came out of nowhere - fine one minute and then BAM - the worst pain you can image the next.

I don't remember any of the ride or going to the hospital. Keith just gets me another wheelchair and I end up in the surgical assessment area. Once again, they saw me right away and were fiddling about - I, in the meantime, decided to throw up. Keith is sitting there confused as all hell. I start thrashing about some more because I just can't get comfortable or control myself. Finally Dr. Jack comes and does a line in my arm and gave me a huge injection of pain killers and nausea medication. Eventually, I just stopped moving and passed out.

Long story short, I had kidney stones. How lovely. I'm told it's the worst pain you can have, a 10 on that nice little pain scale. They say childbirth is less painful. They take me for an MRI and XRay - yep - a stone. In the meantime I'm on 2.5 IVs before I can use the loo. Dr. Jack tells me "Well, you're a bit dehydrated..."

So they admit me into the hospital somehow and put me on tons of medication. I can't feel anything, which is a good thing. Mary came to check on me and then Amy came to sit with me for the night. Keith came back and brought me some toiletries and towels - and he even went and bought me some panties. That's a great Department head for you.

They wouldn't let me eat or drink anything by mouth for 24 hours. Friday night was ok - mostly me lying awake because it sounded like the nursing staff was playing hockey in the hallway with a toolbox - so bloody loud. Amy brought me up some PJ pants (the gnome ones) and slippers, so at least I was a bit comfy.

Saturday the pain came back, so we doubled up on Meds. Amy ended up coming back up to see me, and they moved me down to the Urology section -- ALL men in a smelly ward - I was lucky enough to get my own little room. Carol, the school nurse came up and brought some flowers, fruit and squash (for flavoring water) -so that was much appreciated. Amy and I just sat BSing the entire time. Eventually I was given soup and jelly (jell-o to us Yanks). Amy went home and Patricia, one of the ladies who worked at the Hotel came to see me. We chatted a bit and then Richard, one of my flatmates came bearing chocolate and flowers. Bless him.

Sunday morning I woke up (after a great sleep) not needed any pills. Took a shower and was told to move again. They moved me to the end of the smelly ward - by myself. I was very unhappy. The ward was really yucky and there was an old man screaming out in pain every so often. Amy ended up coming to visit - never abiding by the visiting hours - which is really funny. We did some cheerleading prep and then she waited for me to be discharged so she could drive me home. After six hours, they finally let me go - giving me plenty of pills to take and instructing me to remain cautious.

I still have this kidney stone - have no idea where it is in my system - am not sure about when I can return to work. Pretty much, it was the worst release ever. I was very happy to be let go though. They still hadn't let me eat any actual food, so Amy and I stopped at Pizza Hut on the way home and got ourselves a pizza.

And now, here I am. Not allowed to go into work (Mary's orders) until I see my GP. The pain is coming back so I've taken a pain killer. Gotten a number of messages from school people - my mobile ran out of credit so I couldn't tell anyone anything. They will all learn tomorrow, I suppose.

Overall, quite an experience. Explains why I was sick on the plane. I now know what Squash is...love it. Amy is a lifesaver - and I'm really happy to say that I found a great group of people here. It will be nice to be able to use the toilet without worry, so hopefully this passess quickly. And to top it all off - the hospital stay is part of National Health Insurance. One bill I don't have to pay. Very nice.

Something Brewing...

I've noticed over the past few weeks that the children at school are a bit - well - horrid. Yes, I believe that would be the correct term. They are just very rowdy - which makes it very difficult to teach a lesson. I believe it's the old "testing the new teacher" thing which all students feel obligated to embark upon when school starts. One boy actually said to me today during class "Miss, we thought you were leaving." I said "Leaving for where?" "Leaving school because you couldn't handle us."

Excuse me?

I informed the little angels that I wasn't going anywhere. And despite how they were taught in previous years, I am their teacher now. They need to trust me and cooperate and we will have a fun, productive class. There's no reason why we both can't get what we want.

Of course - my ideas sound great, but will they actually work.

I think I need to re-read The Secret - a spiritual lift is in order.

..::A Happy Revelation::..

I'm moving on

I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons
Finally content with a past I regret
I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness
For once I'm at peace with myself
I've been burdened with blame,
trapped in the past for too long
I'm movin' on

I've lived in this place and I know all the faces
Each one is different but they're always the same
They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it
They'll never allow me to change
But I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong
I'm movin' on

I'm movin' on
At last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me
And I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone
There comes a time in everyone's life
When all you can see are the years passing by
And I have made up my mind that those days are gone

I sold what I could and packed what I couldn't
Stopped to fill up on my way out of town
I've loved like I should but lived like I shouldn't
I had to lose everything to find out
Maybe forgiveness will find me somewhere down this road
I'm movin' on

I'm movin' on
I'm movin' on


What is it -- I move to the UK and start listening to country?

Sunday Sunday

An Ode to Sundays:

Ahem.

Not Waking up to the BEEP BEEP BEEP of an alarm
A Uniform of a Hoodie and Fuzzy Slippers
Messy Hair
Coco in Bed (while wrapped in a wool blanket)
Friends on T4
iTunes free downloads
Cleveland getting their butts kicked, but not having to see it
Looking at the week ahead -- possibilties --

And then, of course:

Finding out what everyone did while they were drunk last night...

...Yea, that's still my favorite.

Friday

Survived my first full week of school. I'm tired! I suppose I'm just drained after having the summer off -- but then again I worked Monday through Friday this summer being abused daily by little children. I suppose it's the same feeling, I just had a two week intermission from exhaustion.

I love teaching drama - I have a LOT of kids, but it makes for a great variety of personalities. I love drama too -- it's so much fun, even when the kids are like "Drama is supposed to be practical!" and they don't understand that you have to master the little things to be able to do the big things.

I don't think these kids are used to my teaching style yet either. I just stop if they are talking. And then I start warning students - "do not talk over me, it's rude." If they do it again, they are in the hall. Again? They go to referral. It's a tough system to get used to because it's so different. I'm used to just writing up a detention,

Learning. Part of life, right?

La la la la la

I've officially survived almost a whole week of school. I absolutely love the school - the faculty, the kids, the atmosphere. It's just like the world that I left two years ago - but it's perfect. Even the imperfections are perfect.

There are things that I miss, of course.

Aghem.
Things that I miss but can kind of deal without:
1. No dryer - air drying my clothes is awful (hate it)
2. No Vh1 - I understand that it's on Sky - but I don't have Sky. I just miss morning music videos.
3. Dad's cooking - why is cooking for myself suddenly not good enough? And why does my food taste like crap?
4. My Toyota. I miss my baby. My poor feet are starting to feel life without a car....training for the 10 K...psh.

Things that I really miss and can only have back home:
1. My family and friends. Mom, Dad, Ron and Bro -- oh geeze. And Jen, Jeff and Nick. Double geeze.
2. Those Friday Night Lights. No High School football on Friday nights is actually really difficult. That's one of the things I love about being a teacher - the school spirit! Supporting my students! And I *love* football!
3. Arabica. I miss my coffee shop. I loved going, especially around Christmas, and just staying there all night working on stuff for school and watching the snow fall past the lights hanging outside.

Out of fairness, I must compose a list of things I can only get here:
1. Chocolate. Especially Swiss Rolls. Oh wow -that's heaven in a chocolaty formation.
2. Dancing in the Pub! FINALLY! And everyone does it! And I feel like I am still the best one out there!
3. Colleagues -- LOVELY. They don't steal ideas or make me feel inadequate either.
4. Fanta. I love it! I don't even like soda, but I heart Fanta.
5. Commercials. The Walker Crisps one is my personal fav.
6. Public transport. I don't have to drive anywhere! The bar? Walk. The city? Take a train? It's perfect!

I'm sure given more thought I could come up with some better items....but this works.

5 out of 7

Today was a brilliant teaching day. I have a full day - all 5 classes - and four of them were brilliant! We all have those rough classes, I happened to have two rough classes within the past two days. So that's not bad. One a day! Other than that I thought that the kids were charming. They actually sat and listened to me, participated, didn't make fun of me (too much).

I did learn that it's not a "trash can" - it's a bin.
I also learned that you have five first days of school! I have my kiddies once a week - so it's the first day of drama for five days. Pretty nifty.

The school is smashing when it comes to friendly people, and the tea break and lunch break are at perfect times! I love it! Right when I need a break, there it is!

Now, I only have to figure out how to make it to school earlier. I need to get myself out of bed a little sooner than 45 minutes before I need to be at school....

Schoooooool

Today was my first staff day at school! Here are the details:

We met at 8:30 for an all staff meeting. I did my little stand up and smile bit and felt like a huge ass when the other bluewave girl (from Jamaica) stood up and delivered a speech about how happy she was to be there.

I met with the drama department - myself and Keith, and then a part time lady named Marion - they are FAB! Totally consistent with my style (well, as close as you can get!) - they are cool, casual and have great attitudes. Keith, the head, is leaving at Christmas - he said I could be head and I went "HA - no." Marion wanted to know if I was single. And THEN they said there was going to be a musical - A MUSICAL? Oh, this is good.

I befriended a French teacher, who is also new, named Stefanie. She lived in Paris - very cool, we got coffee together.

My "buddy" is Lucy - she was new last year - helping me out along the way. We ate lunch together - it was really nice - Vegetarian pie, Baked Potato, salad (don't get me started on the concept of "salads" here).

I also met my pigeon hole buddy - Ross - we're the two Mc's right next to each other on the top shelf. He introduced me to four other PE teachers as they past, but I don't recall anyone's name. He said he was in America to teach football. Our exchange:

Me: "Now, when you say football you mean...."
Ross: "SOCCER. I'll give you this one, but we call it FOOTBALL here."
Me: "Oooo, well I'm an American Football girl - I don't know if this is going to work out."

Overall, it was a nice day. I got a lot of info, I need a lot more. Tomorrow I get trained on the computer system....hopefully we will also go over the curriculum... All in all, everyone is so nice, the school is beautiful, and I feel like I can actually fit in!

Now - I must just move into my house and befriend those individuals. World Domination. Woo hoo!

Punting

And I've decided that I want to go PUNTING in Cambridge next weekend!

I figure if I go somewhere new every weekend I might be on the right path for World Domination.

Where's my travel book....I've got some planning to do...

Ah ha!

My navigation skills never fail to impress me. Yesterday, I caught a mid morning bus to Norwich (the smokin capital of Norfolk). Not only did I figure out which bus it was and get off at the right stop, but I also managed to find my way around town WITHOUT a map! Score one point for me.

I bought a pair of shoes (which I think are lovely) - even though I really don't need any more shoes.

Norwich is actually a really nice place. LOTS of places for shopping. I wasn't feeling very well, but I still managed around just fine. I was brilliant a second time and found my way home - isn't that great?

Today, armed with the little bit of knowledge I have of town, I decided to trek off to the catholic church. I knew the order went Pool, Police station, Library, KFC, Church. I made a wrong turn at the pool (BECAUSE it's on a corner - seriously, how was I to know which way to go?), and ended up in the little shopping area. I ended up making another couple of turns and found myself at the library. I continued onward and was jumping up and down when I finally ended up outside the church - with time to spare.

I must say, the mass was the most dry thing I ever attended, but it got interesting when I figured out that I was about to faint. Trust me, I've fainted enough times to KNOW when I'm going to faint. So I sat down, eventually it passed, and I made my way back home (with no wrong turns!!).

I'm thinking about asking Debbie if I can do some laundry....I condensed the pile, but seriously....I have to do something.

TOMORROW I have teacher day at the school - I am super excited! Wednesday I am hoping to move into the flat as well. Granted, it's like three doors down, but it will be nice to be unpacked!

Night in London

I met up with Becky and Marie in LONDON last night.

I decided to navigate the underground for awhile -- explore....I eneded up in the shopping district -- do I have a nose for it, or what? I also stopped for a late lunch and had the best sushi at a litlte cafe.

It was a fabulous time - I loved hearing their stories of travel around Europe!

Life in Lynn

Mom and I went into London on Saturday -- her flight was Sunday morning so we decided it would be an easier commute if we just stayed down by the airport. We took one of those night bus tours and got to see all of the sights -- it was super fun. After mom was safely past securing, I had to fend my way to the Lynn by myself. It was a long trek, but I managed - successfully.

Currently, I'm living with my landlords until the house is ready. I've been vegetating for the past few days - watching movies and just lying around. I like it.

I went into school today and got my class lists. Holy 18 classes. More so - I have 275 students. That's a little bit differnet than how we roll in the states. So that's going to be a new perk.

I do have internet access - which is fabulous!

Anywho - I wanted "Employee of the month" - one of the 400 films my landlord lent me. Dane Cook -- such great memories. And I don't know if it's his voice, or just his general manner, but he reminds me so much of my friends from KSU. I haven't thought about my KSU friends in so long (don't take offense, it's really been a transition time) -- just triggering so many memories....

I kind of wonder what life would be like if I chose an alternative path. I changed everything. I sometimes wonder why or if life would be different if I hadn't changed. Of course it would be different - but to what degree? I'm not homesick -- not yet at least, but there are certain people I do miss. I do wish they were still in my life in the greater picture. I have to wonder if all of the events that have happened and things I have changed are all part of that "greater plan." Or by my choices, if I have meddled with that plan in some way...changing what should be.

How are we ever to know?

Out of sight, Out of mind. Right?

In London. Updates to follow.

Whew...

Well the good news is that I am currently sitting - ONLINE - at the hotel.

Everything that was looking kind of grey, well, let's be honest - black - has turned around. Little things like flats, running water, mobile phones, calling cards and internet....they always end up working in the end. And I even heard a rumor that the sun is going to be shining this weekend.

Nasty bruise on my leg - it trumps the famous bruise of DZ room 103 when I ran into the counter a record thirteen times in one night....completely sober...just sleep deprived and pre-occupied. The suitcases managed to do a number to my leg as I carried them up seven flights of stairs. I have since decided to ship everything back to the US....

Mom and I have gotten lost only twice and managed to end up exactly where we needed to be in the end, so I believe we have been quite successful.

Tomorrow we are exploring some more - I might even get to go see the school. The school, btw, is brilliant, beautiful and probably should be marked as the prettiest building in town.

England lost today in Soccer. No opinion has been developed...yet. I suppose if Brady Quinn like soccer.....

Come sail away - Styx

A gathering of angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope, and this is what they said
They said come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me

Final Days...

Summer Camp wrapped up on Friday. It felt slightly strange today not going into work. I actually ran some errands with Ron and the day flew by. Much like the dodgeball - we almost survived! I heart the camp staff! It's hard to believe I won't be back. It was a great way to stay fit in the summer....when I wasn't being lazy and sitting on the stage yelling "Brian! KNOCK IT OFF!"



I was tagged in the cutest pic of Me, Jen, Gayle and Cass at the leaving party. I had to share.

Leaving Party

The Leaving Party was a success! There were about 45 people at the house throughout the day, so that was really exciting. Family, Delta Zeta's, friends from school, friends from work -- overall, I'd say it was probably the best part of the summer.

CDs did not take the cake as coolest thing at the party -- my dad got his hands on a football and had everyone sign it for me. Watch out, England -- the U.S. gets Beckham, England gets me - let's play some football.

1. “London Calling” The Clash
For my dad – the first to give me the gift of music.
2. “Learn to Fly” Foo Fighters
For the Terrace Crew: Aaron, Pat, and Scott– our times at Kent were always FF inspired
3. “Let Go” Frou Frou
For my Delta Zetas– especially Jillian Sue who always puts a smile on my face!
4. “People Watching” Jack Johnson
For Jeffy – I’ll miss those Arabica dates.
5. “Say You’ll Be There” Spice Girls
For Jen Lillash – after spending every day together, how will we live?
6. “I’ll be Ready” Sunblock
For Brian – I will never forget rocking out while driving to school.
7. “Somewhere over the Rainbow” Israel Kamakawiwo Ole
For my friends who believe in travel – hopefully my life will run parallel to yours!
8. “The Ride of Your Life” John Gregory
For Erin – Oh, how I’m going to miss you.
9. “A Foggy Day (In London Town)” Michael Buble
For Uncle John, Aunt Renee and Jayne –offering advice in all matters concerning life.
10. “Don’t Stop Believing” Journey
For my students at LC– for the lessons they taught me.
11. “Life is a Highway” Tom Cochrane
For Mandy and Brian – I don’t know what I’m going to do without my little breaks of sanity…
12. “Home” Daughtry
For mom – I will be coming home.
13. “With a Little Help from my Friends” The Beatles
For the Painesville Recreation Prison League – we survived.
14. “Don’t you forget about me” Simple Minds
For my students at Madison – it was the Breakfast Club every day.
15. “JCB Song” Nizopoli
For Mark Daly – my spiritual guide during my quest for World Domination.
16. “Hey there Delilah” Plain White T’s
For Nick – a new friend made the summer unforgettable.
17. “Here I go Again” Whitesnake
For my friends and family – thank you for the support – no matter what corner of the world I’m in.

The delicate manner of Sanity

In very depressing news, while trying to find some way of printing our summer camp yearbook, I have noted the disappearance of my jump drive. I can't help but think about the fact that I stored a very important document on that jump drive called MY NOVEL.

As you can imagine, I'm about ready to throw up.

Although I am incredibly organized (Martha, right?) I have no idea where the drive is or where I had seen it last. The only reason I am able to type this entry is because I am waiting for the yearbook to burn to the third disk in an attempt to print the blasted thing from our home computer. And after several failed attempts, I am pretty much accepting the fact that my 6 hours of work must be redone on a (crummy) alternate computer.

It's times like these when I must accept the fact that I am not technologically savvy - although I tend to argue otherwise. I don't really understand why it is a nightmare to transfer a file from one computer to another.

You know how life just tends to throw you a heck of a lot of lemons all at once? I'd really like to make some lemonade, but I'm afraid my head is buried and I'm unable to accomplish much of anything...breathing included.

Yea. It's been one of those weeks. And it's Monday.

Ideas Ideas

While cleaning today I was listening to the soundtrack and had a semi-brilliant idea. I am quite excited for the Leaving party and I have been chewing on various ideas for favors. What better gift than the gift of music? Martha Stewart would applaud my efforts.

Each song says "Hoopla! I'm leaving" -- but then I looked at each song and thought "Remember when Mandy and I sang this in the middle of the library" or "Remember when Brian and I would blast this song on the way to 6AM football practice?" So each song is dedicated to someone (or a group of people) and I wrote a little love note under the title of each song. The list will be printed inside the CD case with my contact information (Well, the little bits that I know).

The playlist has been altered since the previous post - but it is not finalized. Considering half of the people reading this post are mentioned on the CD, I will refrain from posting the contents until after the party.

OK - It's cheesy. But I like cheesy.

Next week is the final week of PRPL. I am not sure how I will live the rest of my life without playing dodgeball, but I am pretty sure I can handle it. As bad as some of the little ones were, I'm still going to miss them. Except for those who drew blood or inflicted serious pain upon me. I want them as far away as possible.

AND - in other exciting news (for those who I didn't call and scream the news to) - Mark won the election. He informed me that when I visit Ireland I get a tour of parliament. I'm really proud that my spiritual advisor accomplished his quest for world domination - or at least one of the steps.

As for me -- I'm still a work in progress.

Birthday Pics!

Jen took some lovely shots of my birthday -- so I had to pass them along!

Sarah, Jess and Myself at Paninis after dinner!


Travis, Jen and Jeff -- how did she end up with both the guys?


Jen and I were enjoying a Chocolate birthday cake....with lemons....


YAY for the Painesville Recreation Prison League!!


Jess and I are too cute


Jeffy is my hero :)

Soundtrack

I have created a Soundtrack for my departure. I call it "Travel." It's still a work in progress, but never the less, it's a start - observe:

Let Go (Frou Frou )
First Time (Lifehouse )
Home (Daughtry)
Who Knew (P!nk )
Forever (Ben Harper)
Somewhere over the rainbow (Israel Kamakawiwo Ole)
Lights (Journey)
Learn to Fly (Foo Fighters)
I'll be ready (Sunblock)
Mr Brightside (The Killers)
City Of Blinding Lights (U2)
Jump (Madonna)
Undeniable (Mat Kearney)
Hey There Delilah (Plain White T's)


And I just have to post a picture of today. My little CB and myself:


Hopefully I'll have birthday pics tomorrow.

A very important day

Tomorrow is a very important day.

The big 23.

It's going to be quite the party. Boy-Howdy.

A Day in the Life

Summer Camp... Don't you wish you had my job?



Art time - making paper aquariums


The boys were disinterested in slip-n-slide....there were girls present.


Striking a pose.


The pool -- my favorite past time.


Jen and I were hard at work....lounging.


And aren't we cute?


Travis -- in blue.


Smooooooshed.


Sandbox time.


Before all of the sand throwing and stick throwing began.

Getting down to it

With less than a month until departure, I have started to put together some of my best teaching ideas. I have a few nifty tricks up my sleeves -- I can't wait to execute them. Some supplies have found their way into my "bin-o-stuff."

My mother reminded me today that I have 4 suitcases -- my greatest concern are my shoes -- I really have way too many. But there are some pairs you just can't live without.

Next week I turn 23 -- how depressing. No plans for the day (other than work), but I'm hoping to go to Cleveland for the game on Friday. We'll see.

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..:: 40 ::..

What a magical number. 40. 40 days until departure.

I was thinking about getting a big box and just starting to set stuff in it -- you know, get a jump start on packing. It's going to be like August 15 and I'm going to say - Hmmm, maybe I should pack. Seriously, I need to get on the clue train with packing. One of those little things I was pondering - Ugg boots! What am I going to do with my Uggs?? A necessity in four feet of Ohio winter...not so much in the new location.

Thankfully, mom doesn't need a lot of space - double luggage. Score one for me. Leaving party is in the works as well -- quite a HOOPLA!

Time is a moment sir....

It's hard to believe how fast time actually flies. I actually started the countdown until the big move -- 43 days. 43 isn't that big of a number.

Plenty to anticipate - plenty to prepare. I really haven't done much (which I suppose is a bad thing) - I have mainly been focused on the right here and right now.

Running PRPL (Painesville Recreation Prison League - the duo meaning quite funny if you know anything about the day camp) - has been my main concern. I believe I have been home two nights since work started - the rest of the time is devoted to my friends and family. I'm loving everyone home for the summer.

Speaking of hanging out - I'm loving this photo borrowed from a secondary source....

Let the excitement contine.

On Perfection

(a poem composed by myself while working AM and PM care at summer camp)

Recent encounters with perfection
Have initiated this thread
Subtle, yet engaging,
Questionable, yet said

Defining said word
Perplexing to complete
Considering the struggles
To become one so elite

Perfection is flawless
Every quality just right
Perfect in the eye of the beholder
Because “just right” is a personal fight

In contemplating perfection
Consider what is ideal
The closer a person, place or thing
The better the odds of being real

So as perfection has
Allegedly appeared
I must evaluate all elements
To discover the route I’ve steered

Can a person be perfect?
I firmly believe so
Because the individual in question
Really has to know

To be funny and strong
Chivalrous and sweet
An attitude full of optimism
An individual all would like to meet

On contemplating this man
And how perfect he seems to be
I struggle to get closer
God has a different plan for me

Maybe because I’m moving
Or maybe because I’m not right
Maybe he is just too busy
Maybe this idea wasn’t too bright

Now I am the one attached
Waiting for his call
Stuck, blind by perfection
Dreading departure in the fall

I don’t know what I am
Although I wish I knew
I’ll settle with what I get –
For a breath of perfection in view

Summer Lovin'

Summer Camp training is under way. This week we are going over dicipline, scheduling, organization and games. I think I have the best summer job you could ever ask for - I get paid to play dodge ball. There are four of us returning and two new girls - I suggested we go to eat lunch or something. You can't get to know someone while discussing how to play "Clown Ball."

It should prove to be a good time. I'm looking forward to it.

My loves

School is officially over. Not only for me, but for my brother and sister, my little campers, and almost every young person in the state of Ohio. People who are not out of school yet: Linds and my school in the UK.

My darlings posted a class photo -- so I have to pass it along. I have gotten a number of thank you messages, which was totally unexpected. This was my rowdy class, the class responsible for my grey hairs. But when we cashed out in the end - they were the ones who got something out of my class.

Oh, I must hold my tears. They really are little darlings.

Oh, the places I'll go....

I have been contemplating the locations I am dying to visit once I am across the pond. My Zio and Zia keep telling me that I have to spend Christmas with them in Italy, but I have to learn how to speak Italian first. I can understand - I just can't speak. Something to file away for the future.

Venice, Italy


I don't know if it's the stories or just the specials on Travel Channel. I really want to see and experience Venice for more than a day.

Novara, Sicily


Where mio Nonno i Nonna are from. Apparently we still have a house there, but my nonna says there is nothing there to see. I'd like to be the judge of that.

Paris, France



My big thing is seeing the Eiffel Tower. I heard it sparkles. I want to drink coffee in a little cafe and I want to be wearing my high heels. It will be fabulous.

Prague, Czech Republic



I have been advised by many a fellow traveler that this is the location to check out. I have no idea what's there, but I am so in. It looks lovely.

Birkenfeld, Germany


Nick C lives here! I have to pay him a visit!

That's all for now. I'm off!

I survived

I am officially finished with my first year of teaching. I wish I could say that I cried, but I didn't. The day was punctuated with me kicking two girls out of my classroom for acting like three year olds. I will spare details because it will just irritate me -- and it takes a LOT for me to get angry at a student.

I gave three essay questions from the exam, as I will not be giving the actual multiple choice exam next week. The woman I have been subbing for since January will be talking over my final two days - the exam days. My grades are almost completed (minus the essay questions) - and I have to fork them over tomorrow.

I am slightly uncomfortable with someone else determining the grades of my students. I suppose I just have to hold my breath and hope for the best.

I am really dissapointed that I didn't cry. I cried after the first job at LC -- but not this one.

Interesting. And sad.

...Sometimes I wonder...

I have to sit and wonder....

Something unfortunate has crossed my path. Unfortunate because it appears to be perfection. What do you do when perfection is right in front of you, but you know you can't touch it?

My job in England means the world to me. I worked hard for this opportunity, I put myself into the correct mindset - I am prepared to leave in August.

And then comes perfection. How do you walk away from perfeciton?

Damnit.

I talked to Eric the other night. He observed that I have never been content with "here." I was the type of person who would go off and do something like teach in a different country. "I wouldn't settle" he told me. He is correct.

And then along comes perfection. Or what appears to be perfection.

Whatever it is - it is causing quite a stir in my subcontious. And I'm happy with it. Stay tuned for more information.

Fields of Gold

Sting

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold




Lovely.

Humor in the way things pan out

I noted my May 6 post. I decided what I wanted, but what I have isn't exactly parallel to what I wanted. Oddly enough, I am not bothered by that. Instead, I am still experiencing the thrill of excitement.

I had a chat with the spiritual advisor - he immediatly located housing in my new town despite my many fruitless attempts. I suppose when you're good at something you're good at it. He is good at the whole housing thing, I'm good at asking his opinion on housing. It works out, right?

We are wrapping up the final 8 days of school. I am quite enthusiastic. I love Madison, I really do. But I am in desperate need of sleep. Summer means sleep...and the potentiall of getting almost-stabbed again. But I'm going to focus on sleep and the great company I will be in. Summer camp, Ho!

..::WHIRLWIND::..

My fingers are moving over the keys but I have no idea what to actually type. There is so much going on all at once - it's difficult to compelte a single thought.

Urinetown is officially completed. What a fabulous run. Not only is it a great show, but the cast was outstanding. The only thing to outshine the cast was the crew - those fabulous lights! And that wonderful stage direction. Caity and Steve gave me my own wrench on closing night -- I was so honored. My heros.

As for England I officially said "Wahoo" today. It's official. I can assure all friends and foes we will have plenty of time to play this summer.

I need to be on my way to contact Mark. If he is going to play the role as spiritual advisor he had better get started now. My first concern: Where am I going to live?

A turn.....

World Domination is certainly at it’s finest.

This interesting turn in events puts me on the brink of world domination. My emotions are a mix between pure excitement and complete shock. I have known for at least 24 hours, but this is my first moment to really sit and think. The constant work with Urinetown has me focused on “peeing for free” and “pigeons”…and neither of the two play a role in this new development.

Exactly 24 hours ago I received a call from Carly. I was offered a contract.

This girl is moving to England.

A change in Events

I must have been distracted this weekend.

Plans did not fall through today. But it is no matter - as they will.

I had emailed Carly at Bluewave at the end of the day Friday to tell her that I had a class at the time the school wanted to interview me. After I sent that email I found another teacher in the building to cover my class. Today I checked my email and learned that the school could not interview me today.

Dissapointment is a cruel emotion. It was a bit of anger mixed with a whole lot of bitterness. I was quite irritated with my current job - because if I had a break I might have been able to contact the agency earlier in the day.

The upside of the story is that I have the interiew on Wednesday at 9:00. I must learn to exercise patience. I still teach a class at that time, but this time I have at least learned that I should call in sick or get a substite through the office.

I believe I will take a half day on Wednesday. I don't want to risk anything - as this job means a great deal to me.

In other news, I made a new friend. He is a fireman and I'm pretty sure he is my new favorite person to talk to. I am currently working through my Planning period -- and I believe I should make some sub plans for Wednesday.

Urinetown opens this weekend - more updates on that later. Until then...Slan

Gratitude

At the beginning of the week I said "this is going to be the greatest week of my life."

Today is Friday. And my expectations were exceeded.

I recieved a call from Carly at Bluewave this morning at about 7:00. We had a chat about the current state of jobs in the UK - schools are just now finding out their need and starting to look for teachers. They usually start local and then look to Bluewave for others.

I learned that after a year I have to work on my QTS (Qualified teacher status) - observations and classes to ensure that my qualifications are parallel with UK qualifications. So that's a hurdle to jump after my first year teaching. I walked away feeling quite excited.

In detention I looked at my mobile and saw that I had a voicemail from a number I didn't recognize. It was Carly - the school I had sent an application to was VERY interested. I quote her email:


"I trust all is well. As stated on my rambled voice message King Edward VII are VERY interested in your application as a drama teacher and would like to have a chat with you on Monday 14th May at 9am your time if possible. Failing this Wednesday 16th May at 9am your time.
If you could please let me know ASAP if you are available so i am able to confirm with the school.
Speak soon!"

There were tears. My detention kids were like "Oh my God, are you OK?" I couldn't even do anything I was just so floored with excitement.

At the end of the day mom called and said that she just chatted with the Italian consulate - my passport is ready and just needs to be delivered. I have to mail them an express envelope to recieve it. Again - I was amazed.

I said that this week was going to be great - and it was. We really are in control - we think; it happens.

I am a firm believer in the Secret - if you believe it, it works. My proof? My happiness.

Hope > Fear

Hope is indeed greater than fear. Today I heard from the agency. There is a potential school. Oddly enough, it's exactly what I want. It is exactly where I want. And there are things around the town that I am looking for.

This is big. This is it.

Wanting, The Art of

Although I might have figured out what I wanted, I never bothered to actually look at what I want. I keep saying "I know what I want, I know what I want." But then I look at what I want and I have to laugh. What I want doesn't tell me anything! I need to narrow down my search -- Saying "I want a full time, permanent English Teaching Job in England" isn't specific at all. Because how many of those jobs are there? Craploads (especially when you are looking at TES every week and they say "You have 329 new job postings).

So, today I narrowed down that search. I am aiming for Essex. Not just anywhere in Essex. I am aiming for performing arts schools in Essex. I have a certain school in mind, so I am just going to smile and wish -- hopefully I will hear something very soon.

I have also figured out ways of shipping to the UK -- USPS actually has the best deals. I intend on shipping plenty - especially because buying some things there will just make the moving in process on heck of a lot more expensive. But kitchen stuff -- come on - Martha Stewart is at KMart for a fraction of the price. As for my quilt and my books....well, some things you just can't live without. Other things are just going to have to be purchased there -- IKEA is my new best friend.

I only have four more weeks left of school. I even interviewed for the open position this past week. It's exactly the job I want -- but I know if I take it I will never do what I want. I have to go now.

Urinetown remains well. The wall is partially finished. I am looking forward to spending the weekend in the rafters of the barn. I must upload my pictures so I can share this lovely work of art which I have created.

Status of World Domination: Waiting patiently

..:: IF ::..

Strange. That is the best word to describe recent events. Today I interviewed at my current school for the new opening. There are four of us applying that are already working there as long term subs. Don't drink the water - you get pregnant after just looking at the men. And trust me, I spent a good deal of time checking out the cute History teacher.

The reason I choose the word "strange" is because I already know that I am moving in August. It is the perfect job, but I can't take it - and I know that.

Armed with the advice of well respected comrades, I walked into my interview and played my greatest role yet -- me. 100% me. And I had fun -- fun -- in an interview. Of course, now the Principal and two vice principals want to visit my cass tomorrow - but hey, at least they do want to see me in action.

The good news? They are taking about three weeks to make a decision. Thank you, God. There's still time for England. Still hope.

Mark is playing the role of "spiritual advisor" -- or I suppose you might say "accomplice in world domination." I told him I knew the secret...he was intruiged, but he's going to have to figure out the secret on his own. I did point him in the correct direction though.

We discussed this poem in light of my quest for World Domination:

"If" Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

((focus))

So what if you are focused on what you want. You see it, you know it's coming - it's just a matter of time before everything falls into place.

Then, something comes along that isn't what you want. If you can't have what you want, you would settle for this. But this particular thing isn't what would make you happy.

I believe I answered my own question.

I think I just need to accept the fact that I will have to turn down this job if it is offered to me.

I will get a permanent, full-time teaching job in England.

1/3 of the way there

I must say, the work day on Saturday was a complete success. I am quite happy to report that the wall is constructed, all of the stage is now painted black (save one bar of wood we must have overlooked) and the plan is set for next Saturday.

We are expecting the scaffolding to be in place by 5:00 next Saturday as well as the wall painted, the curtain hung and the junk in the house to be relocated to an alternative location. Plenty to do and plenty of time to do it. 9-5 never seemed to promising.

I have also planned out the next 25 days with my lovely students. We are go for both the novel and the research paper. I am confident that they will read on their own and in turn, I will reward them handsomely.

No word from across the pond, but I'm still smiling and working away.

Even better news -- the weather is warming up. It's currently 62 degrees F. Fabulous!

Working for the Weekend

It has come to my attention that I only have 25 teaching days left of school. That's 25 days to teach To Kill a Mockingbird and have my students write a research paper. Never mind the fact that I must grade those blasted papers within five days.

I might have discovered new developments in the quest for World Domination. Today, I applied for my first position overseas. That's quite impressive considering I did it without the help of my agencies.

Tomorrow I have a full day of construction for the set of Urinetown. I fear that I am going to mess up and everyone will think I'm an idiot. Hopefully the days go by smooth. I even get to have a headshot taken next week. I might have to post the final choice.

Oh geeze - it's not even 10:00 and I'm about to climb into bed.


New additions will one day appear. Every day is a step closer to World Domination.

Patience is a virtue

If there is one thing I've learned thus far on my quest for World Domination, it has to be that great things are achieved through time. Plenty of time and plenty of patience.

Come to think of it, there are a few things you have to learn and accept in order to be successful on similar quests. Although my quest is still in progress, I have learned a great deal along the way...

1. Patience. Always remember to be patient.
2. Surround yourself with positivity.
3. Don't give up.
4. Envision it.
5. Keep your eye on the prize -- don't settle for anything less than what you want.

I am going to create a World Domination playlist. I shall alert you as to the music as soon as I compile the songs.

Here's to staying positive.

Test...Test

For the past several months I have been seriously considering World Domination. Admittedly, I did comendeer the idea from Mark Daly, but I've taken my own spin of things.

Now, there is one thing you should know if you are going to travel with me on this most peculiar quest of understanding – World Domination is not about securing control. Napoleon was slightly off his rocker, and although a military genius, his idea of global uniformity couldn’t fly no matter the year. No, I believe domination is something different.

When I lived in Ireland last year I fell into a state of complete happiness. Life was exactly what I needed it to be at exactly that time. I learned a lot about myself, but most importantly I learned that I was the only one who could make my life perfect. I am in charge of my own happiness.

So, after months of negativity and bitterness, I have finally made a decision. I've decided what I want.

Now, here I am. I'm setting out to achieve World Domination. Mark, my unofficial "mentor", told me "Now that you have a plan for August you can and will conquer the world."

And conquer the world I intend to -- and I plan on documenting it all, right here. So watch out, world. You aint seen nothing yet.