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Best laid plans

So I had intended for this to be a daily blog documenting my time as a student-teacher. But things have been so hectic and I've been having a difficult time focusing long enough on my thoughts to write about them.
And now two weeks have passed.
So I'm at least going to try reflect for a bit right now, stream-of-thought style.
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I just walked into the house and it is empty. I am not sure if my hosts will be here for Shabbat. And I am pretty sure that I didn't confirm with them my intentions to spend Shabbat with them. So I'm not certain that I will have any food this weekend. And if they do come back in time for Shabbat (there is an hour and a half to go) it's going to be awkward that I didn't say anything earlier in the week about my plans. Lose, lose, eh?
Personally, I hope I have the house to myself. I need some time to decompress and relax without having anyone else in my immediate vicinity.
That's been one of the most draining parts of this experience - always being on.
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School was ok today, but my last class kinda sucked. It's the last period of the day on a Friday, which is a challenge with a group of Juniors. I don't know all of their names yet, as this was only the second time teaching this particular class. And I also haven't experienced the materials sufficiently to make them my own, nor am I certain that I am allowed to do so. I was also just off my game in general, as my of questions were met with blank stares, students were gossiping amongst themselves and the flow was absent.
That's probably because I was in Baltimore for Purim Wednesday/Thursday, which was a mixed experience. It started out swimmingly but almost ended disastrously. I had ordered a cab to take me to the airport for 6 pm but it did not show. And when I called the company, they were unsure that one could show up at all. So I STRESSED TO THE MAX and made a bunch of phone calls to a bunch of people in the middle of their Purim meals to fish for a ride to the airport. And one friend was able to call a different company for me and arranged for a car that would only take cash. So I ran to the ATM (still not sure why I didn't take the car) and when I came back there was a cab there. And I got in and got to the airport with enough time to make my flight.
But by the time I got to the airport I was SO STRESSED OUT that I was exhausted. I was nauseous and tired and my muscles ached. And when I woke up this morning I really didn't want to get out of bed. But I did and I taught three classes and the day was ok but the last class kinda sucked.
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Update: One hour until Shabbat and my hosts are still not here. But I did notice a freshly-baked chocolate cake on the counter, so maybe they are coming 'round again today.
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My work is really cut out for me this weekend. I really, really, really want to plan my lessons through the end of my time here. I need to look at all of the material that I plan on getting through and UbDing my way through my remaining classes. And then I want to experiment with some active assessments and generally crazy ideas for the classroom so that I can have fun and be myself a bit more.
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One of my mentors' most accurate critiques is that I take too much time to get through things that shouldn't take so much time. He's referring to my propensity for talkiness, and I cannot deny the validity of this critique. I admit this to him freely, so now he seems to watch for it and makes sure that he mentions it when we debrief the class.
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I also have to check in on my Hebrew College course and complete some work there. It's hard to balance those obligations and I worry that next year it's going to get lost in the shuffle of work and family. I know that it will come at the expense of lazing around (I like to laze). I like to think that I will be disciplined enough to keep it up and complete the degree on time. Let's hope that holds true.
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The job search has been on my mind as well. I have a whole list of wants for my next position but I haven't found a place that has them all. Part of the reason is because my wish-list is so extensive that such a place may not exist and, if it did, competition would be stiff. But a larger factor is my lack of a day school network to give me access to inside information about schools and positions (Seems that the Jewish Ed. world doesn't function at full capacity online; rather it is an insider culture - a rich get richer, if you would). I am going to dinner at KRM's next week and I hope that she can help to develop that network for me.
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And did I mention how much I miss my family? Because I do - a lot. Especially on the weekends. Because due to the time difference, I can't speak to them after Thursday evening until Sunday morning. And there isn't much distraction over Shabbat aside from shul and my host family. And I need to be "on" for them.
It's been two weeks now, which is a new record for us being apart. And there are still two weeks to go. We're only half way but I'm ready to pay the penalty and jump on a plane back to Israel.
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Update: 30 minute countdown just started and the jig is up as the man of the house just pulled into the driveway. Sigh. Back to the show.

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