But I must admit, I’m beginning to enjoy the half-day Pre-Kindergarten gig. It’s so low key. The kids don’t always listen, but there isn’t a whole lot to do, so it’s okay if they don’t! And half the morning is taken up by snack time and bathroom breaks, so I’[...]
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a busy day off
Even though I didn’t go to work today, I still feel exhausted. So much to do, so little time! And now I’m bracing myself for a week of work. At least I know which schools I’m going to and when. My mind is trained– I wake up at 6:30am every weekday morning, waiting for that ph[...]
wrong, oh so wrong
I was wrong. So so WRONG. At least I admit it. I’ll say it again– I was totally and completely wrong. Coming into this NaBloPoMo challenge, I WRONGLY assumed that it would be easy. My life is interesting, right? And if it isn’t, just put some filler material and it’ll all be [...]
grade differences
Assign the same writing piece to a group of grade 7s and another group of grade 11s and immediately notice the difference in the amount of information required. The 7s need to know whether the rough copy should be in pen or pencil, whether the good copy should be in pen or pencil, whether they shoul[...]
it’s flattering, really
To date, I’ve had two somewhat distant friends message me since I’ve been married, totally out of the blue, to tell me that they dreamed I was pregnant. And not that I mind or anything, quite the opposite, I love the idea of having a baby. I’ve been reading pregnancy magazines and [...]
saturday morning scones
For the past 8 years, Saturday mornings have been a mix of weekend laziness with the accompanying elaborate breakfasts and getting to school frenzy. My mother is the founder and principal of Manhal-Ul-Eman Academy, a weekly school dedicated to teaching Arabic and Islamic religious studies. Since hig[...]
October 22nd, 2009 - 10:59 am § in musing
it’s like how an old, run-down city is “charming”
I received my first “vintage” item from etsy in the mail today. It’s a small bulletin board with a wooden frame that I thought would be perfect to make into a chalkboard. Apparently, the word vintage when used to refer to items for sale is now synonymous with “scratched up&[...]