It's sure been a while. And let me tell you why.
Everything is normal. I feel like I've gotten to the point where Costa Rica doesn't feel like Costa Rica. It just feels like home. I find there are far more similarities between my life in the USA and my life here than there are differences. I have a job where I'm comfortable. I know how to get around. The language is not difficult for me at all, and I even understand about 95% of the slang thanks to my profanity spewing husband. Sometimes I talk to myself in Spanish without thinking about it. It's just there now.
I don't go through every day thinking "I'm in Costa Rica" I just go through my days.
Sure things remind me that I'm in Costa Rica, but no longer in a "OMG I'M IN A DIFFERENT COUNTRY" way. It's more in a "yup, that's Costa Rica for ya" type of way. This is obviously something difficult for me to describe.
For example, the other day I saw an Ox-cart on the highway. It was funny, and I wish I had taken a picture of it. But it's not big news. More important things happened to me that day than seeing an ox-cart on the highway.
I think I wrote about this a year ago or so, but I'm at a whole new level of "normal" now. I bet in another year I'll feel even more "normal".
So yes, things are happening in my life. But it no longer has to do with the fact that I'm in Costa Rica. It's more along the lines of work, relationship, family, friends, parties, etc. So why blog? Would you want to hear about how today at work I was sick so I was all grumpy until a kid gave me a piece of cake and then I felt better? Nah.
Life in Costa Rica, has just become life.
Monday, June 10, 2013
It's sure been a while. And let me tell you why.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
It's been too long, I know. But things have just been so normal there's not been anything to write about recently. Until now.
On Friday, President Barack Obama will be visiting Costa Rica! It's very exciting for me. We live very close to the USA embassy and the school where his helicopter will land. I sort of automatically assumed we would have the day off since they would be closing down all the streets. I had it all planned- I would sit outside with my puppy and read a book until I heard the chopper. Then I would grab my camera and run over to the school and see if I could snap a picture. (they won't release the actual time he's coming)
But, my school (not where the helicopter is landing) is thinking they're still going to have classes. Which has caused this huge thing. See the director thinks it's a good idea to have classes since Santa Ana is outside of the closed districts. But what she doesn't seem to realize is that all the teachers live outside of Santa Ana. Meaning they will not be able to get to work on Friday. Of course commuting doesn't affect her since she lives AT the school. Seriously, the school is on her property.
Well, we don't know that traffic will be impossibly for sure. Everything could potentially run very smoothly on Friday and there not be any traffic problems at all. But I live only a few blocks away from the USA embassy. You think I'm going to risk that shit? And get caught in 5 hours of traffic? Hell. no.
So as a unit of teachers we have all sort of stood up and said "cancel classes" We still haven't heard what's going to happen yet, but I've already made the decision to not go in on Friday. If they make me take a day off, that's fine. I'll leave plans for whoever is going to cover my classes. But I'm not risking it. Also, I really want to see my President! I know the chances are slim to none, but they'd be zero if I was in school that day.
Monday, March 25, 2013
Or, Semana Santa as we call it down here!
My dad is coming to visit at the end of May and you know what that means- deliveries from the USA! Okay, it also means I get to see my dad and his wife which is super exciting (especially since his wife has never been to CR!). But it also means I can special order only-available-in-USA products and have them brought down. Don't judge me, Sriracha, fish sauce, and lotion tissues are really important!
So I was also looking at getting Perlita a doggy backpack. My sister mentioned while she was here that I should get her one and fill it up with rocks or something so she gets tired faster on our walks. It's important now because I think she's picking up fleas from the park, so I want to tire her out without having to let her into the park. So doggy backpack it was.
I found a few online for about $30 and I thought that was a great deal. Until yesterday when Oscar said "why don't you make Perlita her backpack?"
Ummm... great idea! Oscar is working this week, so I'm at home, miserable in the heat without much to do.
I found this great pattern online, well not so much pattern as simple instructions. I went to a pasamaneria and got fabric and notions. They didn't have any nice backpack material so I got a less durable material in a prettier pattern. I mean my dog is fancier than khaki. Have you seen her fancy collar??
Monday, March 4, 2013
Let me be honest, there's not a lot of things in which I excel. I'm not a great athlete, not a great artist (okay a BAD artist), not a genius. I'm just sort of mediocre. Which I'm cool with, I live a very happy life being mediocre. Mediocrity is totally underrated.
But there's at least one thing I'm really good at- being a teacher.
I'm only in my 3rd year of teaching so of course I have tons and TONS to learn, but I feel like for a third year teacher, I'm doing a pretty banging job. I'm great with classroom management (aka- keeping those brats quiet and orderly), I'm great with building relationships with the kids (in my own sarcastic way), I'm totally cool with asking questions when I don't know what to do, and I know and love my content area- biology.
And I'm proud to be a good teacher. I went into education not because of some inspiring teacher I had who made me want to be better. No. I went into education because I remember sitting in classes thinking "I could do better than this" And so I did. I wanted to be a teacher so maybe the kids would have one less sucky ass teacher to deal with every day at school.
But now I've become the sucky ass teacher. In English.
I told my director I didn't want to do it, I didn't feel comfortable, and I had no experience. It didn't matter. I've been teaching English for about a month now and I'm just freaking terrible at it. Part of it is because I have no idea what I'm doing and part of it is because I find it so freaking boring I can barely stand it. I feel like a failure and I hate that I'm letting myself and the kids down.
In my biology and even dopey little kid science classes I have so much more enthusiasm, so much more energy, so many awesome projects and experiments. English is like "let's read this boring-ass two page story and try to make it into a full 80 minute class somehow..."
So I've made an executive decision to read a book as a class. I'm going to pick stories I want to read and we're going to analyze them. I think this will help because the stories in the textbook are so short and so boring and so awful... I can easily go over parts of figurative speech, grammar, etc while reading an awesome story. Instead of a POS about some blind guy in a tower. I'm going to start with some Kurt Vonnegut for the hell of it, and then go into Edgar Allan Poe because he's a nut job and that's always fun. The kids seem to think they're up for Shakespeare but I sort of doubt it. I might give them a list of books and they can pick one next Monday. Then I'll have about 3 weeks to re-read (or read!) it before we actually start discussing it in the classroom.
I hope I get better. I hate being the boring class.
Props to Project Gutenberg for providing me with so many free online books and stories to choose from!
Saturday, March 2, 2013
I've been wanting to write a blog like this for a while now, but I really started to think about it the other night after watching "Argo". I was told the movie was all "hoo-rah! We're America and we save the day!", which I actually didn't see. I thought it focused a lot on how the USA got itself into the position by being obtuse and how it was actually Canada who saves the day.
I find the "rest of the world" seems to think it's okay to constantly critique the USA, its people and its politics. And again, a lot of the times they have a point that I can certainly agree with. But no one comes from a perfect country free of corruption and greed. You'd never see me constantly picking apart someone else's homeland, it's not my place. I have my opinions about Costa Rica, sure. But I don't spend my days researching ways its government has failed and offended me and the rest of the world. I try to make the best of any situation, or find ways to improve what I don't like or find unfair.
Monday, February 18, 2013
I'm into the second week of my second year teaching in Costa Rica. Last week was rough- I was feeling unappreciated and beaten down. But this week is already looking up. Two of my problems have been mas o menos solved, and the third one I'll be dealing with tomorrow.
I'm all excited because I'm finally teaching the same things for the second time (well besides English which I have no idea what to do). Although this is my third year teaching, this is the first year I'll have the same subjects. My first year in the USA I taught high school biology the first semester and earth & environmental science the second semester. Then my second year (first year in CR) I taught 3rd-6th science, 7th & 8th biology and physics. And finally this year I'm teaching the same things as last year, just minus the physic and plus English. It's so much easier for me to plan to do stuff because I'VE ALREADY DONE IT BEFORE. It's awesome!
On the residency front- I've lost hope. I no longer plan to pursue finishing my residency process. I have put at least $500 of my own money into the process and countless hours of my time. And so I've given up. I considered re-applying via my tico husband, but forget that. In order to do that I'd have to get new fingerprints, new birth certificate, new police report, everything translated again, plus our marriage certificate. Forget that noise. If the lawyer or the school magically decide to start working on this stuff then I'll be interested again. But unless that happens I'm not going to track them down anymore.
Well that was a boring blog. I felt like I needed to update even though it wasn't anything super interesting and awesome.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
We all have our strengths and weaknesses and today I've been thinking of my own. Today is the last day of work days before the kids come in. Classes don't start until Monday, but we have our "clase guia" (homeroom) for the next three days from 7:30-12:00 pm and we're supposed to be doing group bonding stuff with them.
So this made me think of my weaknesses-
I can't pay attention
But I have one strength that is always on my side- I am really freaking creative! Like really super creative. All the other teachers are bitching and whining about what the hell are they going to do for these three days, while I have not only come up with plenty of stuff for my kids, but have also given out extra ideas to the other teachers. I'm sure I'll need to come up with some more stuff because activities never take as long as you think they will, but I'm confident in my ability to come up with awesome games/activities/random shit on the spot.
In about three weeks we'll have our annual Noche Bohemia again. Last time we totally killed the competition winning first place! Hellllz yeah. I plan to keep up the streak. Because I'm really good at coming up with cool shit for the kids to do.
I may not be the smartest, most organized, most prepared, most "rule obeying" teacher in the world, but I am really creative. And I think that's pretty awesome.