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Goodbyes
Me in my last Grade 1 class = bawling
Me saying goodbye to the Junior High teachers = bawling
Me saying goodbye to the Elementary teachers = bawling
Me walking out the Fu-Hsing Gate for the last time = bawling
I seriously never cry like this. I realized that I usually just cry when I'm really tired and stressed out, whether or not I'm really sad. There are very few times I'm really sad enough to cry. I can remember crying like this when I left the girls at Ruth St. in Huntington, and that's about the only other time. I don't like it, but at least everyone really believes me when I say that I'm quitting because of Foresight and that I REALLY love Fu-Hsing.
So, my last Grade 1 class, the teacher had them all make little cards for me, then come up to give it to me and get a hug. NOT the way to keep me from crying, but it was just so sweet and meaningful. Here's the card that made me start crying again:
Dear: Miss Carole
Why you neat to Go home? I Don't You Go home. You can't Go home. I Like you! can you Don't Go home?
Me saying goodbye to the Junior High teachers = bawling
Me saying goodbye to the Elementary teachers = bawling
Me walking out the Fu-Hsing Gate for the last time = bawling
I seriously never cry like this. I realized that I usually just cry when I'm really tired and stressed out, whether or not I'm really sad. There are very few times I'm really sad enough to cry. I can remember crying like this when I left the girls at Ruth St. in Huntington, and that's about the only other time. I don't like it, but at least everyone really believes me when I say that I'm quitting because of Foresight and that I REALLY love Fu-Hsing.
So, my last Grade 1 class, the teacher had them all make little cards for me, then come up to give it to me and get a hug. NOT the way to keep me from crying, but it was just so sweet and meaningful. Here's the card that made me start crying again:
Dear: Miss Carole
Why you neat to Go home? I Don't You Go home. You can't Go home. I Like you! can you Don't Go home?
Thursday, January 19, 2006
URRGH!
So today we all had meetings with our boss. I found out he's fining me over $1000, which means I'm only getting paid a measly amount for January, which was three weeks of working my tail off! It makes me angry, but I kind of expected he would be a jerk about it. My quitting insulted his feeling of power, so there was bound to be repurcussions. I asked very politely if he could possibly lower the fee, since I gave him over 2 months notice, and I've been very careful not to slander his or the company's name at school. No deal. (Which means, consequently, it's open season on Slander. Although I'll need to check the legal policy on actually naming the company and devil-like individual involved).
I was fine, I was going to just sign the paperwork and call it good riddance. However, J. is emotionally manipulative, and he knew my weak spot. He called me irresponsible and said I was abandoning my students and that I didn't care about Fu-Hsing. That, of course, made me burst into tears I was so furious. URRRRGH! (Still angry.) Of course, at that point, all I could do was sign and walk out. Later, I realized I probably should have taken that opportunity to really tell him off, and make it clear that I think he is an absolutely corrupt, power hungry, weak little man, and that most of us are more qualified than he. If the devil had a face it would look like J. Strong words, I know, but he is truly evil.
So tonight, in between boughts of packing, I am writing my scathing letter about everything that J. has done to screw us over, manipulate and hurt us. I really think it may be what's needed to convince Fu-Hsing to change companies. Still, part of me wishes I could have just yelled at him. Ah, the pen is mightier than the sword, especially if you're like me and can't defend yourself in an argument.
Oh, and Kathleen left for South Korea. She mentioned that it's the most blaize she's ever been about international travel. She's really excited about seeing Jill and So-Young. I wish I could go. Alas. India calls. I leave Saturday!
I was fine, I was going to just sign the paperwork and call it good riddance. However, J. is emotionally manipulative, and he knew my weak spot. He called me irresponsible and said I was abandoning my students and that I didn't care about Fu-Hsing. That, of course, made me burst into tears I was so furious. URRRRGH! (Still angry.) Of course, at that point, all I could do was sign and walk out. Later, I realized I probably should have taken that opportunity to really tell him off, and make it clear that I think he is an absolutely corrupt, power hungry, weak little man, and that most of us are more qualified than he. If the devil had a face it would look like J. Strong words, I know, but he is truly evil.
So tonight, in between boughts of packing, I am writing my scathing letter about everything that J. has done to screw us over, manipulate and hurt us. I really think it may be what's needed to convince Fu-Hsing to change companies. Still, part of me wishes I could have just yelled at him. Ah, the pen is mightier than the sword, especially if you're like me and can't defend yourself in an argument.
Oh, and Kathleen left for South Korea. She mentioned that it's the most blaize she's ever been about international travel. She's really excited about seeing Jill and So-Young. I wish I could go. Alas. India calls. I leave Saturday!
My Birthday Present
Stuff...
Fluff...
Dress...
Twins on the 24th!
My finished bear... Phoebe! (Not many girls do Build a Bear for their 24th birthday, but Kathleen and I aren't exactly normal. We still have leftover obsessions from childhood!)
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
NINA SIMONE ( Feeling Good Lyrics )
Alright, I'm not usually one to quote song lyrics, but this one fits. I hear this song all the time at Body Balance, so I put it on my MP3 player. It's Nina Simone "Feeling Good"
Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom in the tree you know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom in the tree you know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
To-Do Lists are the Devil.
I leave on Saturday. That is if I can make it three more days without my head exploding. I haven't been this stressed since second year university! My to-do lists are miles long, with grading, packing and moving the offices to the new building, finishing applications for next year, doing all my travel planning, visas and hotels, closing my bank account, going to the denitist, and getting ready to move to Australia! Too many things. But organization pays off, it will all get done. Don't be surprised if I don't write much the next few days. Although I probably will put up the last of the photos that I have taken and haven't blogged yet.Like this one, that Kathleen took, of some street art near our house. (The red and yellow are always there, the spray painted flip flops are new.)
Monday, January 16, 2006
More Goodbyes
I had to say goodbye to two of my Grade 1 classes this morning. In the first one, it was so sweet. I said that if anyone wanted to come give me a hug after the bell rang, I would wait. Then the bell rang, and I had about thirty kids trying to group-hug my knees from all directions. So then we did a line up, and that worked better. In the next class, someone started giving 'gifts.' The gifts were anything and everything that they could find in their desk. I got old Christmas tinsel, a random dinasour drawing, a stroyform snowflake, and even a small dot of what appears to be silica gel. It was so cute. It meant a lot to me. And it was harder to say goodbye than I thought it would be - they've really grown on me.
We walked home behind these boys. The older one is holding the younger brothers backpack up, so it won't weigh so much. Isn't that darling!
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Grade 9 Girls Party
The Grade 9 Girls threw me a surprise party on Thursday. I was really, really surprised! I didn't tell them it was my birthday, one of the girls heard two of the grade 7 boys talking about it! How sneaky. They got me a huge card and they all wrote a special message in it. Then they got a huge cake, big enough for all 28 of us to have a chunk of.
They sang happy birthday, and I made a wish and blew out the question mark candle, which they said was good luck because it means long life. I thought it was just because they didn't know how old I was, but whatever!
Kathleen was giving her class a written, open notes test, so she left them to it, ran upstairs to get my camera, and came back to have a slice of cake. So much fun.
Good-bye Lunch
All the elementary English teachers took Stephanie and I out for a good-bye lunch. It was so much fun. They got us each a going away present, for me a beautiful necklace from Carolee, because they know how much I love jewellry, and it's my name. They got Stephanie a really nice backpack for her travels. It meant so much that they made such an effort to find gifts specifically for each of us. Rachel gave this beautiful gift about being friends instead of co-workers, and that with the gift, I almost started crying!
We ate at Jimmy's Kitchen, which is an all-you-can-eat buffet type of place. So much food and fun conversation.
Another fun group shot. We figured it make more sense to put all the foreign teachers in the back, then we don't look quite so washed out.
K. Wiederholt quote
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Could we belong here,
Could this become a different kind of home, a kind of welcome resting place,
One where in the night we do not dream
While we hold each other of moving on.
Instead, could there be a movement in,
To inherit the intricate stores of time,
To tell each other the dreams we sleep with,
The ones that make us belong to ourselves and each other.
Where in this new place we learn how a home can move into us, belong in us,
Where we tell the story of place and the dream brings us home
.-K. Wiederholt
Could we belong here,
Could this become a different kind of home, a kind of welcome resting place,
One where in the night we do not dream
While we hold each other of moving on.
Instead, could there be a movement in,
To inherit the intricate stores of time,
To tell each other the dreams we sleep with,
The ones that make us belong to ourselves and each other.
Where in this new place we learn how a home can move into us, belong in us,
Where we tell the story of place and the dream brings us home
.-K. Wiederholt
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