I ran out of fruits last night and I had planned on purchasing more today, but when I arrived at the school, I found that one of this weekend’s storms had knocked a bunch of grapefruits out of the tree, leaving them on the ground, just for me (I don’t think anyone else at the school eats them). This seemed like an indication that I should worry less. Things don’t have to be hard. Plus, Sherrill agreed that it makes sense to split our daily lesson in half, so now I get to sleep in another hour every day.
The first day of classes went well. My Beginner students are a bit hard to hear via Zoom, that class may end up being difficult. It seems like I will probably have to get used to giving all instructions in English and Spanish if I want them to be understood. The Advanced and Conversational classes were both more advanced than I anticipated, so I had to adjust some of the reading material for this week, but this also means I don’t need as many activities to fill the hour because we are able to have more of a back-and-forth than I anticipated. In all, it’s kind of a weird spread; across the three levels, my youngest student is 7, and my oldest is 26. At least it won’t get boring. I’m feeling much better about the year than I was 24 hours ago.
After class, I went to a restaurant whose entire menu was pork tacos. Thirteen different pork cuts to choose from. Incredibly haram. To balance the many porks, I finally cracked and bought some churros at the plaza. It was a heavenly experience, the best decision I’ve made in months. By the time I was done I could barely move. The two courses combined probably took a couple weeks off of my lifespan, but it was worth every lost minute.
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