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jdmkleinWednesday, April 02, 2003
Tomorrow is my son's birthday. He will be 28. He is one neat man. I would like him even if he weren't blood related.
I spoke with Daughter today. Finally. On the phone. I've figured out, with son's help, how to get through when on has caller id. Duh! How simple it is if one listens to the whole schpeel.
Daughter is doing good. I won't say fine because I know she is saddened by what has taken place in the recent past. But she did say when she heard that he was going home on Tuesday, she knew she didn't want to go back with him. She was tired of living alone with someone else. I think she is looking forward to being on her own. She looked at an apartment on Monday. She goes back on Wednesday to talk about the financial aspects of it. It is only one bedroom, but I told her she should make sure she gets two single beds in there so I can have a place to sleep when I am home in the summer.
Auntie Nurse is being very good about this, this from son. Of course she works with people who are in this type of circumstance all the time. She knows the ropes and the people to talk to to get things done. I am going to owe her big time for al the help she has given my children.
Today went fast at work. We got the televison working. The picture is even pretty good. Too bad the whole day is in Arabic. I have nearly all my work for unit five done. I have a meeting with Dr. C on Saturday to have him look at what I have written. One of the most difficult aspects of this job is teaching English using a medium we have no experience with. I have written a medical essay, and want to make sure my information is correct. And the way I have presented it. Hence, the phone call to Dr. C.
Have started the tutorials for my class. With three students this is the way to go. The student who came in today is good. And I think she will have a good paper. She is already thinking of the topic for her own research. We will begin that next week. One week from today the first draft will be due. They will be returned on the following Saturday and they will have until Wednesday to rewrite. And then off and running to do the research paper on their own.
On the personal front, I spoke with a publishing house today. Last week I had sent the manager a proposal for a project. I could no longer wait for him to call me and let me know what he thought. He seems to think it is emminantly doable. He is waiting for the print people to see if the printing costs would be feasible. I'm excited about writing again for young readers. We talked about my having a partner. There are two Kuwaitis who teach with me. One is female and has just had her second child. The other is male and used to getting by doing the least amount possible. I know it would be the collegial thing for me to ask one of them to go into this project with me, but i know if I as them, I will be doing all the work and they will expect a share of the profit. On the other hand, if I can find someone who is elementary education in Kuwait, who can help me get the materials I need, and who would be interested in this, I think I will have a better chance at success.
I have a student whose mother is a teacher. The student has a 'family' name that will carry a lot of wasta. I am tempted to ask her to ask her mother if I can call her. I have to think on this one some more. I haven't mentione this to Master yet, because whenever I bring it up the topic of the conversation seems to roll back to Him. So I am keeping it to myself for the time being. I want this to be my little ball of light. I know He will be happy for me, but not as happy as I am about it. So, I'm just going to keep it to myself. Don't know if thisa good thing or not, but it is how it is going to be for now. It also gives me some incentive to work on the other manuscript I've been neglecting.
Last night James said he thought he'd heard cruise missiles being fired from the Gulf. And saw the flash. It sounded like the rolling thunder of summer. Four pop, pop, pop, pops and then the thunder. This happened twice last night.
I am so thankful today isWednesday.
Tomorrow is my son's birthday. He will be 28. He is one neat man. I would like him even if he weren't blood related.
I spoke with Daughter today. Finally. On the phone. I've figured out, with son's help, how to get through when on has caller id. Duh! How simple it is if one listens to the whole schpeel.
Daughter is doing good. I won't say fine because I know she is saddened by what has taken place in the recent past. But she did say when she heard that he was going home on Tuesday, she knew she didn't want to go back with him. She was tired of living alone with someone else. I think she is looking forward to being on her own. She looked at an apartment on Monday. She goes back on Wednesday to talk about the financial aspects of it. It is only one bedroom, but I told her she should make sure she gets two single beds in there so I can have a place to sleep when I am home in the summer.
Auntie Nurse is being very good about this, this from son. Of course she works with people who are in this type of circumstance all the time. She knows the ropes and the people to talk to to get things done. I am going to owe her big time for al the help she has given my children.
Today went fast at work. We got the televison working. The picture is even pretty good. Too bad the whole day is in Arabic. I have nearly all my work for unit five done. I have a meeting with Dr. C on Saturday to have him look at what I have written. One of the most difficult aspects of this job is teaching English using a medium we have no experience with. I have written a medical essay, and want to make sure my information is correct. And the way I have presented it. Hence, the phone call to Dr. C.
Have started the tutorials for my class. With three students this is the way to go. The student who came in today is good. And I think she will have a good paper. She is already thinking of the topic for her own research. We will begin that next week. One week from today the first draft will be due. They will be returned on the following Saturday and they will have until Wednesday to rewrite. And then off and running to do the research paper on their own.
On the personal front, I spoke with a publishing house today. Last week I had sent the manager a proposal for a project. I could no longer wait for him to call me and let me know what he thought. He seems to think it is emminantly doable. He is waiting for the print people to see if the printing costs would be feasible. I'm excited about writing again for young readers. We talked about my having a partner. There are two Kuwaitis who teach with me. One is female and has just had her second child. The other is male and used to getting by doing the least amount possible. I know it would be the collegial thing for me to ask one of them to go into this project with me, but i know if I as them, I will be doing all the work and they will expect a share of the profit. On the other hand, if I can find someone who is elementary education in Kuwait, who can help me get the materials I need, and who would be interested in this, I think I will have a better chance at success.
I have a student whose mother is a teacher. The student has a 'family' name that will carry a lot of wasta. I am tempted to ask her to ask her mother if I can call her. I have to think on this one some more. I haven't mentione this to Master yet, because whenever I bring it up the topic of the conversation seems to roll back to Him. So I am keeping it to myself for the time being. I want this to be my little ball of light. I know He will be happy for me, but not as happy as I am about it. So, I'm just going to keep it to myself. Don't know if thisa good thing or not, but it is how it is going to be for now. It also gives me some incentive to work on the other manuscript I've been neglecting.
Last night James said he thought he'd heard cruise missiles being fired from the Gulf. And saw the flash. It sounded like the rolling thunder of summer. Four pop, pop, pop, pops and then the thunder. This happened twice last night.
I am so thankful today isWednesday.
