"Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn."

The past two weeks have been, how do you say, chaotic to the maximum. I'm not even sure where to begin. As I haven't been blogging on a regular basis...or really at all...it may come to a surprise that I'm, you know, still alive! WELL, good news, I am. The week before we began school we spent most days going back and forth between the two academies painting rooms, binding books, washing windows, assembling chairs, etc. Whatever could have been done at a school prior to it opening- we did it. After the week of, not necessarily hell, but pretty damn close...we were fairly ready to begin classes. But oh wait, we were missing one thing...CLASSES. The academy was more than extremely disorganized. I mean, we've been here for 2 months already, the least we could have was our classes lined up. However, I must say, as hard as we were working assembling the schools - the directors were working the same, if not harder, on the schedules.

My first class began at 12:30 in the afternoon on October 3. I got my schedule at about 11:45am and was told to "write a lesson plan" for a group of first and second graders. I was SO prepared and went into the classroom ready to be singing some Old McDonald and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star until those little hoodrats told me that, "Those songs are for the BABIES." Well, uhh, to me, you look like a baby. Soooo....waa. Just kidding. Kind of. Anyways, I finished the first week after being in the academy most days from 12-8/9 and to say the least...I WAS EXHAUSTED. Those kiddies kicked my freakin' ass. I couldn't even bring myself to accept offers to go "grab a drink".

The next week proceeded to get worse. The Black Plague's back in Europe, and I survived it. Okay, okay, not to that extent BUT I was extremely sick for about 5 days. Swollen spleen, swollen lymph nodes, high fever, body aches, shakes, the whole shebang. But apparently, according to the Spaniards, "it was just a cold". YEAH, OKAY, WELL WHEN YOU WRITE MY OBITUARY - YOU SURE AS HELL AREN'T PUTTING. "Died from a cold." That thing was extreme. But enough about that though, I'm healing fairly quickly as the days go on...with God knows what kind of medicine from Spain. GRACIAS DOCTORES. 


Well back to work tomorrow to finish up the week and get back into the swing of things.


I promise to begin writing more frequently as things get settled down.


Thanks for the patience!


PEACE N BLESSINGS <3