I'm having a good week. Once I recovered from my distressing 8 hour encounter with the JFK airport, I couldn't stop smiling. I'm home and the jetlag is almost a memory. I did sneak into Elaina's room this morning so that I could use her internet when I woke up at 5:15am... I didn't stop smiling yesterday when one grade 5 student told me that there are only two teachers in our school who don't yell at students. ME and her mother. I couldn't stop smiling because I don't know her mum's name. I just call her "teacher who yells" when speaking about her. Sometimes I have to clarify if "teacher who yells" is arabic, head teacher, ms. happy, or american... But usually my collegue Robby knows exactly who I'm speaking about.
Then today I nearly vomitted in my mouth. Dillemma. Do I laugh it off, confront her, or vomit?
The only thing I could think to do was blast a bit of Chris Martin Christmas songs and hope that it would drown her out. I'm still smiling, she can't ruin the Christmas glow around me. Now I'm headed home for a humongous steak and a restful evening...
... and maybe even a latte!