the governer is coming! the governer is coming!
the governer of gaza is coming to our school on 26 june. 25 june is independance day, so it's a school holiday, and 26 is national anti-drug day. so this is, naturally, a big to do. everyone has been busy prettying up the school. every single student had to bring in a plant and plant is somewhere on the school campus. unfortunately the to do starts very early in the morning. i have to be at the school by 6:30. which means taking a freezing cold bath in the freezing cold dark. kris won't be there that day, so i'll be the only whitey representin'. it screws with our finals schedule, though. but that's the cool thing to be doing right now, f-ing with the school scehdule, so the governer clearly wanted in on it. so with this, and the census, and the elections at the end of the year, i did the math and i only have 26 more actually lessons of new information to give. not NEARLY enough (i have to squeeze os sistemas respiratório, urinário, nervoso, e reproductores in there. oh, and skin), but it's some what exciting to be almost done with teaching.
science fair is next saturday. the kids are almost done. they've (almost) all completed their tests and just have to write up their conclusions. it's been exciting to see what they're doing. i'm going to commit a mortal sin and say i'm proud of them.
i think i am officially in "freak out about coming home and readjusting and not knowing what i'm doing with my life" mode. last night we had a birthday/going away party for volunteers that just finished their service. and even with those people, i was socially awkward and would say utterly inappropriate things. i used to be so good about keep that stuff in my head before i came here. no long. i have no mind filter. and i touch people a lot now. that's a totally mozambican thing i've picked up. when i get home, if i'm walking somewhere with you and i grab your hand and just walk with you holding your hand, i'm so sorry. please tell me to stop.
science fair is next saturday. the kids are almost done. they've (almost) all completed their tests and just have to write up their conclusions. it's been exciting to see what they're doing. i'm going to commit a mortal sin and say i'm proud of them.
i think i am officially in "freak out about coming home and readjusting and not knowing what i'm doing with my life" mode. last night we had a birthday/going away party for volunteers that just finished their service. and even with those people, i was socially awkward and would say utterly inappropriate things. i used to be so good about keep that stuff in my head before i came here. no long. i have no mind filter. and i touch people a lot now. that's a totally mozambican thing i've picked up. when i get home, if i'm walking somewhere with you and i grab your hand and just walk with you holding your hand, i'm so sorry. please tell me to stop.