This weekend I'll flee to Al-Ain and stay for two nights in a hotel. It's expensive. I'd rather not talk about it. On Friday, Good Friday, I will go to St. Mary's Church. I'd rather not talk about that either. It is good to be going, though now, unlike five years ago, I don't like to spend money anymore.
Tomorrow is a full red blooded eclipsing moon. Anything significant coinciding with this event? Only three more full moons to go and we're outta here. Fifteen weeks without a break is a major burnout; teachers, students, fall by the wayside as the temps creep up. Next week is also Earth Day, on the 22rd. And then it's the 23rd.
I don't like remembering anniversaries I wish I could forget. Five years ago, the spirit came out of the closet and threw me off the looking for love wheel. I'd like to talk to a few about the day but I probably won't. No one wants to remember how afraid they were for me and for themselves. And really, what good does it do to remember? What good would it do to forget? Well, I don't know.
On the 24th I will somehow get to Muscat and have my diploma attested at the US Embassy. If I can rent a car for one day I'll go, however if I can't rent a car because I only have a US license, which wasn't a problem for Robert, who left in January, then I'll have to take the bus and will not come in at all on that Thursday which might leave a few disgruntled, but hey this is what happens when you fail to keep your license renewed. Who would have thought hoping the world experienced universal enlightenment would bring such trouble later.
I am planning to present a 20 minute talk on burnout and how to beat it. I see burnout everywhere. Teachers call in sick because they're sick of working here. There's no medical emergency going on. Another teacher is here to teach then he lets his students out early, like really early, and I know, teaching five hours a day is a hardship. Whether admin cares I don't know and I'll guess they don't see how the disengaged reflect poorly at the end. Already four teachers, three of them pretty good, are not returning next year. Why am I staying? Because I am saving and the dustbin is the place to do it, though getting a car will cut into my savings next year, I'll still be able to save enough to jump off the earth and remain, what, resolved?
I read a story about teaching in Peru. Peru. With enough cash I could do it. Move away from the Himalayas for a while. I could do it. I should do it. I'll have a chat with Annapurna this summer, I'll ask Lamjung Himal for advice. From such wisdom comes peace.
Tomorrow is a full red blooded eclipsing moon. Anything significant coinciding with this event? Only three more full moons to go and we're outta here. Fifteen weeks without a break is a major burnout; teachers, students, fall by the wayside as the temps creep up. Next week is also Earth Day, on the 22rd. And then it's the 23rd.
I don't like remembering anniversaries I wish I could forget. Five years ago, the spirit came out of the closet and threw me off the looking for love wheel. I'd like to talk to a few about the day but I probably won't. No one wants to remember how afraid they were for me and for themselves. And really, what good does it do to remember? What good would it do to forget? Well, I don't know.
On the 24th I will somehow get to Muscat and have my diploma attested at the US Embassy. If I can rent a car for one day I'll go, however if I can't rent a car because I only have a US license, which wasn't a problem for Robert, who left in January, then I'll have to take the bus and will not come in at all on that Thursday which might leave a few disgruntled, but hey this is what happens when you fail to keep your license renewed. Who would have thought hoping the world experienced universal enlightenment would bring such trouble later.
I am planning to present a 20 minute talk on burnout and how to beat it. I see burnout everywhere. Teachers call in sick because they're sick of working here. There's no medical emergency going on. Another teacher is here to teach then he lets his students out early, like really early, and I know, teaching five hours a day is a hardship. Whether admin cares I don't know and I'll guess they don't see how the disengaged reflect poorly at the end. Already four teachers, three of them pretty good, are not returning next year. Why am I staying? Because I am saving and the dustbin is the place to do it, though getting a car will cut into my savings next year, I'll still be able to save enough to jump off the earth and remain, what, resolved?
I read a story about teaching in Peru. Peru. With enough cash I could do it. Move away from the Himalayas for a while. I could do it. I should do it. I'll have a chat with Annapurna this summer, I'll ask Lamjung Himal for advice. From such wisdom comes peace.
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