So I gathered my nerve (or as my brother would say "got a pair") and called Dachary. The operator took my name an number and asked if anyone had called me. No one did. But two min later I got a call. I apologized for the "phone problem" and scheduled an interview for Monday. I will be all alone for this one. No Vale by my side to bail me out if I get into a tough spot.
Anyhow, I hear some interesting rumors about this institution that was shut down for the past couple of years. It was rumored that some business placed an add in the local paper soliciting for employees and wrote the equivalent of "Dachary students need not apply." be it rumor or truth the point comes across. For me that means two things. First, I have a chance here. Second, I might actually be able to drastically improve the quality of their english program. There is no shame.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Desperté of shame
So there I was catching up on the sleep I missed last night. 20 min in with the brain's sleep drug running strong through me when they decided to call. And by they I mean the collective with which I recently gave my resume. I was so tired I couldn0t really make out their words. I looked for Vale, couldn't find her and promptly hung up. When the sleep hangover is over I'll call them and explain my battery was dying or something. In the mean time, it was a very rude awakening and a bad first impression.
Sinking Ship
Last night I made my phone calls to the boys of Beta Sig. It was good talking. I learned a lot and became heartened and discouraged. Ben has become a little lax in his leadership but that guy who could move mountains is still there and he has potential to end the year on an upnote. The Alumni Club, which I am dubbing "Salvation" is officially founded. So take that you uprisers.
Anyhow, I only got 3 hours of sleep before waking up with my wife at 7 so she could go to work and I could do the laundry, do some cleaning, and make lunch. I used too much bleach with the whites and they have a retentive odours. I started the spaghetti too early and it was a little gummy. However, the decision to add cheeses to the sauce--golden. The decision to not use any meat or meat products--health and globally consious. The laundry's dry, put away, I washed the dishes, and I've nothing to do but shower and nap.
Ever onward.
Anyhow, I only got 3 hours of sleep before waking up with my wife at 7 so she could go to work and I could do the laundry, do some cleaning, and make lunch. I used too much bleach with the whites and they have a retentive odours. I started the spaghetti too early and it was a little gummy. However, the decision to add cheeses to the sauce--golden. The decision to not use any meat or meat products--health and globally consious. The laundry's dry, put away, I washed the dishes, and I've nothing to do but shower and nap.
Ever onward.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Jogging Changes Things
Ok, its official--I love jogging, even if I haven't done it all summer (the seasons are reversed this side of the equator). Today was a rainy and cool day so I took a shot at it. I only made half of my old jogging route before I had to start walking. Easy come, easy go.
Anyhow, it gave me a chance to think about things. First about the blog. Starting tomorrow I'll be posting my pre-post thoughts for my book club about Amy-Jill Levine's wonderful book "The Misunderstood Jew". I realize this will put me firmly within the realm of 'no one will want to read Jonathan's blog' but I think it's worth it.
Second, Beta Sigma Psi. For those of you not aware about the internal politics of Midland's High School's fraternity scene there is currently only one national fraterity (mentioned above). And that chapter has spent a few years soul searching exactly what that means. At the moment that interspection means that the seperatists, or as they refer to themselves as "the uprising", are seeking to become unnationalized. I have conference calls with several players tonight. It should be interesting.
Third, I got to reflect about my own life. Maybe its time to start supressing my urges to do something great and actually do something right. Focus on what I have, enjoying it and doing it right. I think I could find some joy there. After all, I have things so easy in this life, it would be hard to fall into a life of complete pointless dispair.
Anyhow, it gave me a chance to think about things. First about the blog. Starting tomorrow I'll be posting my pre-post thoughts for my book club about Amy-Jill Levine's wonderful book "The Misunderstood Jew". I realize this will put me firmly within the realm of 'no one will want to read Jonathan's blog' but I think it's worth it.
Second, Beta Sigma Psi. For those of you not aware about the internal politics of Midland's High School's fraternity scene there is currently only one national fraterity (mentioned above). And that chapter has spent a few years soul searching exactly what that means. At the moment that interspection means that the seperatists, or as they refer to themselves as "the uprising", are seeking to become unnationalized. I have conference calls with several players tonight. It should be interesting.
Third, I got to reflect about my own life. Maybe its time to start supressing my urges to do something great and actually do something right. Focus on what I have, enjoying it and doing it right. I think I could find some joy there. After all, I have things so easy in this life, it would be hard to fall into a life of complete pointless dispair.
The First,
Well boys and girls it has been a long time since I took a shot a blogging. My first and last attempt was with the site xanga. While I still read my daily digest to keep up with my friends I have not written anything in years. But now, instead of making empty promises about this blog I'll simply get down to what I came here for.
I really miss my life back in the states. Living the college life, going to great classes, skipping the others, chilling with friends, choosing my battles. While I love my wife, her family, and my experiences to date in Argentina I also find myself facing a greater sense of impotency than ever before. Sure I have facebook arguments, read my daily newpapers to stay informed, and I even have a good number of students and jobs ahead but I don't have anything substantial to fight for.
At Midland I had Beta Sig and the whole Students Do Care/Claim Your Campus thing, my work at Alma, my work on Pine Ridge. I loved it all. Though it nearly killed me, I was actually doing something (or so I told myself). But now, despite my beauitful wife, my students, my developing language skills, I sometimes get that feeling that says "do something." Contrary to what Melissa says it really has little to do with saving the world as it does with a feeling of accomplishing something.
So, now I have a blog and soon a book club. I'm a member of Kiva and soon to be an Argentine resident. Maybe somewhere between it all I'll find that purpose. If not, I can always replay the latest Obama speech and feel like I was called to greatness.
I really miss my life back in the states. Living the college life, going to great classes, skipping the others, chilling with friends, choosing my battles. While I love my wife, her family, and my experiences to date in Argentina I also find myself facing a greater sense of impotency than ever before. Sure I have facebook arguments, read my daily newpapers to stay informed, and I even have a good number of students and jobs ahead but I don't have anything substantial to fight for.
At Midland I had Beta Sig and the whole Students Do Care/Claim Your Campus thing, my work at Alma, my work on Pine Ridge. I loved it all. Though it nearly killed me, I was actually doing something (or so I told myself). But now, despite my beauitful wife, my students, my developing language skills, I sometimes get that feeling that says "do something." Contrary to what Melissa says it really has little to do with saving the world as it does with a feeling of accomplishing something.
So, now I have a blog and soon a book club. I'm a member of Kiva and soon to be an Argentine resident. Maybe somewhere between it all I'll find that purpose. If not, I can always replay the latest Obama speech and feel like I was called to greatness.
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