after-vacation off-ness
I know. It has been far too long since I last entered. My apologies to anyone who happened ot notice. At any rate, the three weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas were soooo hectic. Wow. And rather reminiscent of the Twilight Zone somehow. Christmas vacation was womnderful. I'm not really sure I got my "batteries" charged all the way, but enough, I suppose.
The last two days have been very loud. The kids have been loud, I mean. Today was far more exhausting than yesterday for some reason. In fact, I should be vaccuuming, but I know that if I do, I won't have any remaining energy for basketball practice tonight. Mostly, we've been reviewing yesterday and today. Well, I introduced a new vocabularly list and we're working on a new History card, but mainly reviewing, reviewing, and in between. . .reviewing. Things tend to get fuzzy around the edges in two weeks--even for 5th/6th graders.
On a different note, my brother has been sick the last few days, and I hope the extreme exhaustion I'm feeling has nothing to do with catching it. I find that setting things up for a substitute is far more taxing than just working through the yuck. But contagion and teaching is not a winning combination! So, I hope this is just the after effects of renewed exposure to grammar kids.
Completely unrelated to school: I certainly hope that anyone who reads this is praying and doing what they can to send aid to the victims of the tsunami. I find myself unable to express or communicate the way I feel about the incomprehesible loss of life there. Or my respect for those who are giving and have given so much more than I am able to--time, hands for labour, more money than I can send. Though I do not see any great harbingers of doom in the events, I certainly do take it as a much needed reminder to us all of the transcience of life. These people did not expect to die. They were going about their daily lives, their vacations, their whatevers and death found them. I cannot even begin to imagine what it was like for the survivors; and what it will be like for them to attempt to go on with life. I suppose it would be easier to deal with if there were any enemy to blame, a challenge to issue, a fight to commence. But there is not. The events where merely the happenings of the world on which we live. I do understand that the world on which we live is incapable of functioning without the guidance of the Lord. And I do not understand His ways. But. There is only nature to react to here. No enemy. No affront. No attack. And we are left with somber thoughts of how fragile humans really are and how resonating the smallest miracles. Pray for those who have lost and must continue on. Pray for those who have merely witnessed and ought to live their lives in accordance.