There are few feelings that compare to making it to the end of the school year. There's something magic about the moment when you’ve tracked down all the obscure admin people you need to sign off on a long list... Continue Reading →
In my class, we have a different theme to start each day. On Mondays, we catch up on big and small news. On “Teach Me Tuesdays,” I present something they might and I definitely care about, like how far a... Continue Reading →
One thing about expats - we are shameless about pursuing friendships when we intuit it might work out. And nothing forces a friendship to cement or break like traveling together. As the philosophic movie "Anchorman" taught us, 60% of the... Continue Reading →
this guy has seen it all. I’ve been teaching for fifteen years, all ages and subjects, in four different countries, and at a certain point, you kinda think you’ve seen it all. You think you’re prepared for any emergency or... Continue Reading →
surviving the first day of teaching in 2025! only cried once! I (40SWF) on a Friday night, finished a paper for my Masters program, dusted, was accosted by my creepy landlord’s husband (they live downstairs and he creeps on me... Continue Reading →
For now, I just have to get through two days of wrangling the sugared-up and feral creatures formally known as my students into a three minute choreographed line dance to “You’re a Mean One, Mr Grinch,” (it’s adorably awful) . . .
AI-Generated Summary, which cracks me up: After moving to Guatemala, the author encountered challenges like navigating the unmarked roads and adapting to cultural differences, but found joy in the friendly locals and natural beauty. As a teacher in a struggling school, the author is determined to make a positive impact despite the lack of resources, feeling grateful for answered prayers and a chance to utilize their skills.
I couldn’t have ordered a more Rachel-esque day to get here to my new home in Panajachel, Guatemala. Moving out of my home in Hong Kong to the temporary spot at my parents in California for six weeks was wild enough. I was waiting on boxes still from Hong Kong . . .
rachel, christmas 1985 the philosopher ferris bueller once said - life moves pretty fast. i can/can't believe i'm sitting here at my parents house, puppies warming my feet, rain on the tin roof, a drink poured but no makeup and... Continue Reading →
on teaching first grade (never again!), being a spinster, auntie life, good friends.
After three years under Covid regulations, Hong Kong is finally allowing quarantine-free travel. I was thrilled to be able to travel to a new country - Laos. I didn’t know many people who had been before, and there weren’t a... Continue Reading →
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