If we were having coffee, I wouldn’t know where to begin.
So much has happened this week, it feels like it’s been a lifetime.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I’m getting settled in further into my town and that I’ve managed to do some exploring.
I’d tell you that I love my school and that my students are adorable. I’m getting to know them more and teaching becomes easier each day. I’m starting to understand each individual class and their needs as a whole class a little better with each passing day and I love that I’m beginning to really see my students’ personalities shine through.
I’d tell you that Friday was Sports Day and that students and staff alike have been preparing like crazy for the past two weeks for this event. Sports Day a.k.a. when all classes are cancelled and the whole school is broken up into four teams for a day of friendly competition in activities such as water polo, jump rope, and E-Sports (or, when the whole school gathers to watch two people compete in video games).
I’d tell you how I went in to teach my second class on Thursday at 9:20 am only to be told that class was cancelled. In fact, class was cancelled for the rest of the day because preparations for Sports Day were underway. Only in Thailand my friends, only in Thailand.
I’d tell you how exhilarating and exciting and exhausting (wow that’s a lot of alliteration) Sports Day was and how much fun I had seeing all of the students enjoying themselves so much. I was on the Purple Team, hence all the purple shirts in the pictures below.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I went to Bangkok for the weekend to celebrate my dear friend Mo’s birthday and how we went to a Sky Bar last night and bought really fancy drinks and had a grand old time and even though my one drink was incredibly expensive, it was incredibly worth it for the good company and the amazing view on top of this huge skyscraper.
I’d tell you how, despite the fact that I was with so many of my TESOL friends this weekend, it was still incredibly hard. Culture shock has been hitting me hard lately and it’s left me exhausted and not entirely up to par. My friends spent the whole day out yesterday venturing around Bangkok and I ended up feeling so sick and exhausted after the brunch we had together that I instead went back to Mo’s apartment and relaxed and took a nap. I’m not too entirely disappointed that I missed out because I live so close to Bangkok that I know I’ll be back before long, but it just sucks that I ended up feeling so crappy on this weekend that I went to spend with my friends. Despite not feeling well mentally or physically, the night ended off on a high note–we went to an incredible art festival called Art Box, which had amazing food and fun shopping, and then the sky bar. To top it off, we were able to briefly meet up with more TESOL friends who were also in the city this weekend while at Art Box, which was a nice treat.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I brought a cheap backpack at Tesco last week and one of the straps broke the other day when I was getting off the city bus that I take to and from school. Naturally, I was disappointed about this because I had just bought the backpack. I mean, there’s 300 baht down the drain. More importantly, though, when the strap broke, my backpack fell on the sidewalk; my computer was inside the backpack and even though it was in its case, it has been temporarily out of service the last few days because of the rough fall it experienced on said sidewalk. I’ve been stressed and worried about this because I couldn’t get my computer to turn on at all. As my computer is brand new, I was jumping to all sorts of worst case scenarios about a potentially broken brand new computer. Thankfully, one of my fellow teachers that I work with and who lives next door to me is an engineer by trade and was able to easily fix the problem and now my computer is back up and running again and I’m here writing this coffee share. I’m so incredibly thankful that he offered to help me.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I’ve been thinking about Paris and the other tragedies that happened yesterday a lot and I really have no words to describe my sadness that these things happen so frequently it seems in our world. And I know, I know that there is so much good in this world and I hate that that good is so frequently overshadowed by the terrible and why does the terrible have to happen in the first place and I just wish this madness would stop.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I’m exhausted. Culture shock is exhausting. I do love my town and my school, but that doesn’t make this transition any easier.
If we were having coffee, I’d be ready to switch it off to you–and I’d ask if you have anything to share over coffee.
This post is part of the Weekend Coffee Share link up at Part Time Monster.