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I'll have to be brief today even though there is so much I want to share!
  • My first week at the new school is almost complete, and I really need some time to sit and process all the bits of information I've gathered about my students.
  • Immokalee is an interesting town. Just to give you an idea of what it's like, my favorite Mexican restaurant here has a sticker vending machine with nothing but cross and Lady of Guadalupe stickers inside.
  • The house is coming along...very slowly and with much aggrivation. I "think" we might be able to paint this weekend.
  • My frightening thought this week: when you reach the point of wishing someone would die, it might be time to reconsider the situation. Yes, that really crossed my mind, and I feel the need to share it in the hope that someone else will chime in and make me feel not so crazy for thinking it.
  • God surprised us last night with a very unexpected check that makes up for almost 2-weeks' worth of Alan's paycheck. I'm still in a little shock over that one.

More later when I have a chance to write somewhere other than my classroom.

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Christy said…
Um, guilty on the wishing-someone-else-would-die thing. More like fantasizing, but not really hoping for something so tragic.
6:00 PM
frabjouspoet said…
See, I knew someone else must have felt this too.
8:36 PM
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