Long overdue Summer '18 post

Traveling with Helena for a few weeks (some without maya) was an interesting experience. It wasn't as bad (difficult) as others might have thought and it definitely was a lot for her. Sometimes we went from train to train to bus to car etc and this was tiring and something to think about when planning. The secret weapon that I suppose was (and still is) not secret was food. Then I just crossed my fingers that she would sleep some. I remember traveling to Cumberland Island towards the end of the summer and trying to get Helena to nap in a tiny little tent (the "pea pod") in ridiculously hot coastal Georgia weather was miserable. She skipped that nap and we paid the price on an incredibly long and difficult bike ride to camp site # way too far from where the boat dropped us off.

I'm still figuring out what to do with my teacher summers and who knows how many more of these I will have. While I've enjoyed all the travel and still desire to see more of the world, I sometimes wish I had something more concrete to show for my time. Maya suggested creating a dad travel blog, which I think would be fun as I could use our strength I believe we have as a team; Helena and I are both flexible and don't adhere to cultural norms like going to bed early. But I prefer traveling with Maya or a friend and while I like writing, not sure I'd want this responsibility that may be hard to maintain during the non-summer months.

Overall I didn't feel terribly productive last summer but I guess I had a good time and it was nice to just enjoy traveling and seeing friends and family.

Looking back, it wasn't my favorite summer but Iceland was a ton of fun. The diversity of landscapes and natural beauty in such a small place was really incredible. You become desensitized to water falls you see so many. It's also a crazy expensive place but one that's worth revisiting for sure. I still have not made the photo album I wanted to make. Why do these things take me years to get to?

The summer flew by and I had to start at Decatur high before August even started because I was (and am) a new teacher there. 

---This post was written around the end of July but never posted. I ended it with: "Hard to believe but excited for another school year with new staff and curriculum." Post script -not sure how I excited I am in the thongs of the week before Xmas blues but I'll try to post again later this week about how the semester at my new school has been. 

Spring Break and French Immersion

This is a very old post that I never posted but meant to about two months ago when I was in France:

We’ve finally arrived at Spring Break. It was a long slog from Quebec and our ski trip with Tarik back in February as I was in full swing tennis season and students struggling to learn French with big projects and test taking time. After teaching 3 previous years I’m starting to recognize the patterns more and moments in the semester where things like this happen and everybody just seems to be trying to get through while the insurmountable mountains of papers to grade build for teachers. Preparing for France was also somewhat stressful and I probably did not do nearly enough to actually get ready. But here I am, writing once again in Sarreguemines where we jump straight from school to our semi-vacation and then back again. This time we are staying here until Sunday also and our new principal has rejected both my French colleague Jennifer and my request for a day off on Monday when we get back sadly.

It’s interesting to be back in France in the same place, staying with the same teacher for the second time where everything is a little more familiar and I am not quite as worried about the students. We have a little bit smaller of a group this time (16 students) and while young, they mostly seem pretty good. Still, I cross my fingers that nothing bad happens and there’s quite a bit of time when we aren’t with them and they stay with their host families. On the other hand, when they are together, singing songs on the bus in English, texting their friends on snap chat back home with their international plans, and eating McDonalds, I think about just how different their “immersion” experience is here. In fact, it’s not really an immersion experience and I think unless they are trying really hard to improve their French, mostly they are here to have fun, have an interesting cultural experience during their spring break, make surprisingly strong connections with their French hosts, and to bring back some good stories with them to the States. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with this and perhaps, it’s too ambitious to think someone would have a life changing experience in 10 days, but in end I think I don’t think this type of trip is as meaningful as a true immersion experience. 

I wish that we didn’t have all of the group time with our students but I know this is also what they look forward to the most and that staying with their host families for extended periods of time is also scary for them. I also realize that my perspective now on all of this is very different because I lived in Belgium for 9 months in high school and I’ve traveled so much since then. It’s hard for me to put myself in my students’ shoes and try to imagine how they are feeling right now; especially the students who’ve barely left the U.S. before. If I tailor my expectations so that this trip is meant to spark something inside of them instead, and not necessarily be life changing in it of itself, it’s much more likely that we’ll be successful.

I’ve also forgotten about how bad the service is in France at restaurants. We had an hour to eat a meal the other night and the two Marc’s (our French chaperone counterparts) didn’t think we had enough time for an appetizer and a desert in that span. The waiter surprisingly agreed - and this is where we see the difference of our tip culture. They don’t really have any incentive too get you to order more or expensive options.

The French are also very protective of their language and incredibly precise with their grammar. Punctuation is very important and teachers here may make it harder for Americans to want to learn their language. With most of the world speaking English now as a universal language there just isn't as much incentive for our students to learn French either.

2nd Semester, Spring '18

Here we are already week 3 of our second semester at Dunwoody High. Tennis has started back up too, despite weeks of delay from the crazy weather we've had this year (another semester already with four days cancelled due to weather that we now have to make up -arghgghgh!). And as predicted with a 10 month old it is pretty rough. There's just not enough hours in the day and I can never seem to go to bed before 11, but tonight I'm going to do it.

Balancing band, chiropractor (x2 a week now, not sure if it's helping really but worth a shot), school, and everything else has been tough. At least I don't have to teach a world history class this semester and for the most part my kids seem pretty good this time around. The Hispanic population at the school has really blown up so it's been nice refining my methods and incorporating more of my Spanish into my lessons. In general I think I've become a much better teacher. Still, I really don't know if teaching is for me long-term. I like what I do but it just seems like a small world (I guess all careers probably feel that way) and not somewhere that I can continually grow in a way that would matter to me. So that being said I wonder if I should continue on with it and if anything will change? I do really like it and enjoy being around the kids. It also kind of sucks that Georgia teacher retirement system expects teachers to stay in the system for at least 10 years to get any pension, but that doesn't seem like a reason to stay on. If nothing else I'd like a shorter commute in the next year or so, assuming I keep going.

But what would I do otherwise? Create an education non-profit? Start a social enterprise? Go back to school? For business? For what? I'm 32 and I really have no idea, no more now than I have in the past other than that I have a sense of what I enjoy doing as far as the actual type of work I'm doing and I know that I need to be driven by some sort of meaning with what I'm doing. I'm fortunate that I don't have to worry too much about money with Maya's work, but at the same, need and even desperation would probably breed more innovation.

I'm starting to get to a point where I can think about my life's work, my life narrative, and what I may leave behind some time. Although I know it's early, but having a kid kind of changes the way you look at things. I'd say I have more hope for Helena but that would suggest that my life hasn't been anything but lucky and great, which it has. I am healthy, able-bodied, play in a rock band that occasionally plays outs, have everything I really need and gets to go on sweet vacations plus have the summer off, own my own car and home, have a pretty cool dog, lots of friends (although not so many around here which can be sad), a wife and daughter, and I love French and tennis which are huge parts of my life. I guess the grass is always greener and we don't recognize the "good times" until they are past. But at times I think about my impact on the world and whether if I didn't exist how different things would be, and with that depressing note I'll end this post; since the answer is I really don't know.  But hopefully I'll keep thinking about that and get to a better place where I am more comfortable with it.