I had a good cry, as of recently. It was a momentary break that was needed. I was told that I was misinformed about my status a man. Moreover, I was enlightened by the fact that I deserve to have a cry every now and again because of my “unique” status as an “outsider waving through a window”. I had my friend, Levana and Bernard, to remind me of that.
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I have been working nonstop for the last two months – both as a teacher and a writer. I’m on SS #37 as I write this blog post and I’ve worked a grand total of 126 hours last month with the promised heads up that I would be scheduled for more. I didn’t realize until later on that I was suffering mental fatigue. It wasn’t a good feeling.
The role of the reacher is of that of a parent but only on a smaller scale. As a teacher, we are tasked to not only teach kids to be intellectually progressive towards their education but, also, to be a respectable member of society. People seem to forget that school isn’t just for learning from books, but also to learn for the real world. Parents, especially, because they don’t seem to think that this is something to be of great importance. I learned that the hard way.
The fact that I’m back to teaching is something that fills my heart with so much joy. I can’t tell you how much I love teaching. All of my colleagues spend Sunday at an expat bar (bar owned by a foreign) to talk about our first full week back. I couldn’t be happier. Especially since I have been granted the nickname of “Tónghuà lǎoshī” (童话老师) which means Fairy Teacher which I will take because I used a Spider-man baton as my “wand”. But there’s something else we wanted to talk about at the bar: What we were going to do for Pride?
I am so happy right now for so many reasons. My school is opening up this week and my lesson plans are ready to go. This is going to be such a welcome relief because I don’t think I can go another week without teaching my kids. And, that’s not the only thing that made me ever so gitty. Wait for it…I’ve made new friends!!!
Well, I just got done with Short Story #24 and, that was AFTER I got done with three classes and a workout session. Needless to say, I feel delicious and want to swirl a chair around in a celebratory fashion. I’m definitely going to buy a computer desk and a swirly chair when I get done with finalizing my budget for my literary projects. But enough work talk, let me tell you something interesting that happened to me this week.
Rather I’m meeting myself halfway. I took an extended break from my Short Stories Project because I managed to write twenty-two short stories before the beginning of May. Plus, I have been neglecting the other projects that I was working on. So, I took the first full and half week of May paying catchup. Now, I’m back to work on my Short Stories Project with a few updates on everything – both in and outside my life.
You know, I’m not usually one for giving myself praise but I am really proud of myself for so many things. This week has brought me in and out of my comfort zone with such lovely outcomes. There’s three I want to talk about, specifically, because it made me the happiest.