Saturday afternoon and I'm sitting the Milton Keynes Public Library poking about on the internet. Jason and I headed into the City Centre to mill about the acheological exhibition they have up in the library followed by lunch and coffee at Waterstones. The archeological exhibit they had here displayed artifacts that dated back to the ancient Roman period; found right here in Milton Keynes! Imagine this: Gold coins, pipes, buttons, jewlery and many other items, that date as far back as 300AD!! There's a lot to be seen right here in what seems like a very quaint and simple area. It's mind boggling to say the least.
The weather is cold and grey, but it's warm and inviting in here. There's a talk on Mosaics in the other room (we ended up back here after Waterstones), but I opted out in hopes to update this thing and look up a few pieces of information for graduate school. I still don't know what I'm going to do past this year, but I figured it was a good idea to begin looking up programs just in case I realize I want to stay here. I'm looking into Northhamton, Oxford/Cambrige (I know but my grandparents said go for it anyway), the Open University, Royal Holloway and a few others.
I have five weeks until I'm finished with my first full term of teaching. If I survive through this I have accomplished one hell of a feet. Apparently, the first term is the most difficult, and after Christmas it becomes much easier. Lets hope this is really the case and not just some crazy claim people have come up with. I had my first observation this week. I received a 3, though it was on classroom management and I wasn't expecting much more than that; to be honest I was a bit disappointed, but there's not much I can do except take the constructive critisim and run with it. God I hope I survive the next five weeks; I really hope that I have chosen the right profession. People keep telling me that I'm "brave for going off to another country and starting my first real career as a teacher at the age of 21." To be honest, I think starting a teaching job at the age of 21 is brave in itself. I take my hat off to any of my fellow collegues who have gone into teaching directly after university and are surviving (even if only just). The fact that I am in a different country just shows that I am extremely brave, rather naive and stupid, or very much a masachist (sp?).
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You are brave, smart, beautiful, wonderful, and soo much more. Did I happen to mention that you are also one of the best people I know?
Just remember that you are loved regardless where you end up going to grad school and wherever it is that you end up living.
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