I sick. I not English. I not food except apples very apples. Today I have my the three classes, one good class one quiet class and one on laptop have math homework want sleeping class. I want sleeping to. I resting two layers of the pajama for heat turned up ears ringing probably nebo poprve …
[Paraphrased directions to my seventh graders] And now I’d like each of you to write me a postcard. It can be from your summer holiday, from here in Hradec, from the moon if you like! Ten minutes later, I read the following: Hi Marisa, I’m had a fantastic time in Mars. Aliens family was really …
Four mornings a week, I wake up and pretend to be a teacher. I dress up in my teacher-clothes, then I stroll into school holding my chin slightly higher than the students (but lower than the Real Teachers. I don’t wish to appear pretentious). I settle down into my Teacher Desk in the Teacher Office, …
If I were a good blogger, I would have a brief but engaging description of my weekend at Oktoberfest, along with a few tastefully chosen pictures. I am not a good blogger. But the next best thing is to take a good blogger with me to Oktoberfest! My travel buddy for the weekend was the …
I feel the need to apologize for not posting regularly on adventures and such. I’ve travelled to Prague and to Munich. I’ve met a hundred new people, and gathered long-winded One Month Reflections on my time here. So it’s not for lack of material that I’ve kept to myself. The difference might be that, now …