Certifiable
An Update...
Things are well. I have officially passed all required exams for
being certified in New York State for both Math and Physics grades
5-12. I have accepted a teaching position in Introductory Physical
Science for the fall at a school in Rye, NY. It is only 30
minutes from where I live and the pay is good which means I can start
paying off my massive school loans. However, I kind of hate it
here in Norwalk - and I don't know if it's the Wal-Mart right across
the street from my apartment complex or if its the fact that people
drive like a bunch of assholes around here (and you can't walk
anywhere so you are forced to deal with them) or if its just because I
miss Manhattan and haven't made any friends here yet because I don't
start teaching until September.
I did get to go to the city this past weekend however, and it was amazing. If you walk around Manhattan on any given day in the summer, there is always a festival of some sort going on. I guess people don't need much of a reason to gather, listen to music, watch live performances, eat authentic cuisine and sell their wares. That's what I miss. There was an Indian festival in Washington Square Park on Saturday (I think I was living there last year when the same festival took place)- and regardless of the fact that it started raining, a ton of people were there. When the sun was peeking out, a bunch of little kids stripped down to their underwear and cooled off in the fountain located right in the center of the park. After we left the festival, Matt and I decided to go to Battery Park - something I was surprised to find out he hadn't done the entire time I was living there. I guess I just took everyone else who came to visit me. Being there underneath a partly sunny sky, with large reflective buildings on one side of me and with a huge view of the Hudson River on the other side (across which Jersey was getting rained on beneath a giant dark cloud which made its buildings look like they came right out of Sin City) - that was home to me.
I am going home to Fairport to visit with my family and friends a week from today and hopefully that will be good. James gave me the third degree on the phone last week so I decided to suck it up and buy a plane ticket. "Sophie, why you don't live here and why you don't always want to play with me?" he asked, and he made sure that I knew my reply was simply not good enough. I get him all to myself next week because my mother won't be done with school until Friday. Joy?
That's all for now I think - or all I care to write because my laptop is burning up. I'll update soon - I promise.
I did get to go to the city this past weekend however, and it was amazing. If you walk around Manhattan on any given day in the summer, there is always a festival of some sort going on. I guess people don't need much of a reason to gather, listen to music, watch live performances, eat authentic cuisine and sell their wares. That's what I miss. There was an Indian festival in Washington Square Park on Saturday (I think I was living there last year when the same festival took place)- and regardless of the fact that it started raining, a ton of people were there. When the sun was peeking out, a bunch of little kids stripped down to their underwear and cooled off in the fountain located right in the center of the park. After we left the festival, Matt and I decided to go to Battery Park - something I was surprised to find out he hadn't done the entire time I was living there. I guess I just took everyone else who came to visit me. Being there underneath a partly sunny sky, with large reflective buildings on one side of me and with a huge view of the Hudson River on the other side (across which Jersey was getting rained on beneath a giant dark cloud which made its buildings look like they came right out of Sin City) - that was home to me.
I am going home to Fairport to visit with my family and friends a week from today and hopefully that will be good. James gave me the third degree on the phone last week so I decided to suck it up and buy a plane ticket. "Sophie, why you don't live here and why you don't always want to play with me?" he asked, and he made sure that I knew my reply was simply not good enough. I get him all to myself next week because my mother won't be done with school until Friday. Joy?
That's all for now I think - or all I care to write because my laptop is burning up. I'll update soon - I promise.