Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Was ist Das??

My eyes! They hurt! The pupils no longer constrict. What is this brightness???

Pleased to say that I introduced a new class to the joys of Scrabble.

Monday, September 17, 2018

all the yesses

Feeling relieved that we only had rains today and I was able to make it to both of my campuses.

Sunday, September 16, 2018

metro time

Enjoyed a one-day ESL training/conference this weekend~was both fun and helpful to be around a group of teachers again. (Yes, both of my current schools are good places to work, but they are hourly, so there is minimal time with colleagues and I miss that.) 

Went back in today for a Turkish Film Fest and enjoyed my street tacos at one of these hidden tables I've discovered. Since it feels tropical, figure I may as well eat amongst the plumeria and other wild foliage.

I'm already missing the convenience with which I can pop on Metro and explore the city. Already planning my next move and am adamant that it must be walking/bus distance to a station.

I really love leaves that are purple~something about them is surprising and stunning. 

And may I just say that a three-hour Turkish film is not perhaps a good pick me up?  Oy to the vay.

This was the blurb that lured me in (that, and it was free):

The Freer|Sackler is honored to welcome Nuri Bilge ("Once Upon a Time in Anatolia", the Palme d’Or winner "Winter Sleep"), Turkey’s most accomplished director, to screen and discuss his latest film, which debuted to near-unanimous accolades at this year’s Cannes Film Festival. In it, an aspiring writer returns to his hometown to try to further his career, only to be forced into a reckoning with his father’s shadowy past. Suffused with the philosophical, visual, and narrative richness that characterize Ceylan’s films, "The Wild Pear Tree" is “a gentle, humane, beautifully made and magnificently acted movie . . . It’s an unhurried, elegiac address to the idea of childhood and your hometown, and how returning to both has a bittersweet savour" (Peter Bradshaw, "The Guardian")

And don't be lured in by this clip. There's zero romance~in any of the generations, no one dies (although the protagonist is such a miserable git, you're rooting for him to get offed) and it's all grim endurance and the hopelessness of life. 

But the scoring and most of the scenery was incredible. So, there's that. And I felt all intellectual and artsy for an afternoon.

Eighteen more resumes went out today~I don't know what I'll do for a hobby once I actually land a steady job. 

And that wraps up my weekend. A busy week of teaching & tutoring ahead~and if, Alexandria isn't flooded~a field trip on Friday to the Torpedo Art Factory.

Friday, September 14, 2018

recognize anything?

My life. Once again.

While Florence makes her debut in the Carolinas, we're just hanging out in fairly calm stickiness.

Wednesday, September 12, 2018

another suitcase in another hall

Just signed a lease for a basement flat out in the 'burbs. While it will be nice to empty boxes that have been stored for 16 months, am not looking forward to moving. Yet again. 

In cheerier things. we're getting closer to the first technical day of autumn!!

Tuesday, September 11, 2018

riddle time?

What is missing from my cup of tea? (Movie trivia as well~what movie is that line heard~'cup, cup, cup, cup'). It is not honey, as my sister guessed...

It's funny as a memory came up on my fb feed that said something about coffee being better if there were actually beans/grounds in the carafe. Must be something about early September that causes me to lose bits of my mind.

Monday, September 10, 2018

Culture~the importance of,

Meanwhile, Florence (sounds like a Snickerdoodle-baking grandma, rather than a vicious storm) is deciding on whether or not to pop into our neighborhood. My students earnestly told me that I ought to skip the mid-term this Thursday as we'll be "too busy with the storm" to come to school.

I complimented them on their creativity and moved right along with the grammar lesson.

Sunday, September 9, 2018

crafty arts

Who knew that I would have an entire Pinterest board devoted to toddler life?  But I do, and I also follow a couple of toddler sites online. My latest craft was 'painting' with forks. 

Perfect rainy day activity. And patting myself on the back for buying a cheap plastic tablecloth to throw down under our said craft~while the six-year-old is "meticulous & focused" according to one of his teachers, the three-year-old has a little more free-wheeling approach to life. And art.

I'm ALL about the bribery~whether my Littles or my students. It is amazing what you can get them to clean/organize/pick-up with a few rainbow sprinkles as reward! 

It was a cosy afternoon~snuggled in with a purring kitty and my sweet baby niece.

Saturday, September 8, 2018

sultry September

The crickets were shrieking like mad during yesterday's walk~forecasting today's storms.

Friday, September 7, 2018

every morning

Friday dawn

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

Thursday, September 6, 2018

Wednesday, September 5, 2018

dreaming of the blues

As I said, my students are returning from their summer travels and sharing their stories and photos. I'll spare you the one of sacrificing a lamb for Eid~a leetle too Old Testament for my tastes.

But oh! I've found exactly where I want to travel next~internationally speaking. Chefchaouen, Morocco has to be visited. And from what I hear/read, not overrun with tourists like Marrakech.

And, randomly, it's sister city is Issaquah, WA. Odd pairing.

Bucket list worthy.