May I share with you what I realized yesterday? This week has gone really quite well. That's it. That's the revelation of the hour...of the day. I don't think I've cried at all this week. Now THAT is saying something! No wait...I did tear up when I was discussing evolution with Mary. But I was tired and frustrated...that's entirely different. And it's not like this week has been perfect - I mean, hello...the bombing? And it's semi-contained chaos (at least in the media and in conversation) because Arafat is sick/on the verge of death. At school some of my classes went extremely well, some went horribly, and I didn't see two classes at all this week. But it's still been a very good week, more due to the fact that I'm settling in. Becoming comfortable...gracious, it's a state of being I took for granted for the majority of my life, I can say that now.



For some reason I don't have a whole lot to say, which is actually rather surprising. I will share one moment of my week that makes me smile even now when I think about it. In one of my classes the theme is "your day." We just started it, so I wrote a short story about the sequence of my day and such. Anyway, my students in this class didn't know the phrase "wake up," and I was explaining to them what it meant. Ali, one of the funniest students I have, jumped up from his chair and half-shouted, "Ahhh! Wake up.....Wake up with Nescafe!" (Nescafe is HUGE around here....most of the coffee is instant...if that's what Nescafe is, and I'm halfway certain it is.) Anyway, I laughed very hard, and now whenever he sees me he manages to work Nescafe into the conversation somehow. And when he turned in the sequence of his day, listed after "wake up" was "drink Nescafe."