Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope you are all having a
wonderful holiday season.
Christmas break was a much welcomed breather for me, after
all the exciting and exhausting things that we had going during the last week
or so of school.
One main thing was our Christmas program. The play, Children of the World, has groups from
different countries around the world come to visit the manger. Our class, plus
a few, was the delegation from the good ol' USA, and they got to sing a cute
gospel-choir-esque song. I never thought choreography would be part of my job,
and I almost hate to admit it, but it was kind of fun. But, man, Christmas
plays take a lot of effort! Huge kudos to Dona and Jane at EBC for putting our
church program together for so many years. I always knew it must be a lot of
work, but I never fully appreciated the amount of blood, sweat, sweat, and
tears it takes. Well, mostly just sweat. But still. We put in hours and hours
of rehearsal with the whole group, more hours in music class getting the songs
down, and more and more hours in class practicing lines. In the week of the
program I don't think I ever spent less than eleven hours a day at school. Lee
Erin, Martin, and I were understandable rummy when making the angel wings a few
nights before the final performance, and wearing the wings seemed to help.
Sorry I didn't get any pictures. Finally Friday came, and the students all did
a wonderful job! All their hard work paid off and they had a really stellar
performance. I felt like a proud mamma.
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| All the "Children of the World" bringing down the house with their finale. Photo from Acacia |
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| Team USA! Photo from Acacia |
| The angles are all off duty |
On Saturday after the program, Lee Erin and I went for some well deserved pedicures.
| New feet! |
The next week we only had class on Monday and Tuesday. Due
to my vast wisdom and insight in planning, I put a big, end of unit,
culminating event in the history calendar for those two days. Stupid. But it
did turn out pretty great. Although us teaching were dragging, and felt like it
was all mass chaos because we didn't have the time of energy to organize
ourselves as well as we wanted, the kids seemed to have a great time. I had
been doing a Medieval Europe unit in history. We learned about Vikings, Alfred
the Great, the Battle of Hastings, William the Conqueror, and Robin Hood, among
others. I personally thought one of the best parts was getting the kids
interested in the Magna Carta. After asking, "What was that really
important paper that changed the king's power?" I can't even tell how cute
it is to a bunch of first through fifth graders shout joyfully, "THE MAGNA
CARTA." Teaching is so great when you have good content! Anyway, as our final wrap up to our unit, we
planned to do a medieval festival. Although it was a bit daunting, falling that
close on the heels of our program, we pulled it together for Tuesday right
before school was out. Different teachers ran different stations, where the
students made princess hats and knight tunics, wrote a poem as a bard, planted
seeds for an experience as a peasant, played medieval games like blind man's
bluff, jousted with swim noodles, and were knighted with their chosen medieval
moniker (ie: William the Conqueror, or Sven Forkbeard). We ended with a
champion joust-off, and a "feast" of apple juice mead and lunch
served on pieces of bread like medieval lords would have eaten off of bread
trenchers. We had a grand old time.
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| Noodle Jousting. You should all try it some time. Great Fun. Photo from Acacia |
After we managed to pull through the last few days of
school, we had a staff party. It started as just a staff dinner, but one of the
TAs wanted to plan games, and it turned into an elaborate program. Admittedly,
it was more fun than I thought. Along with the typical gift exchange, it also
included an Acacia fashion show, custom written song, and poems written by Mr.
Jason and I. This was mine:
'Twas the night before holidays,
and all through Acacia,
the teachers prepare,
thanks to Ms. Grace, here,
for our elaborate staff
party.
The early years are
tucked up sweetly in bed,
after peeing in the
sand and swinging naked.
Next is kindergarten,
don't be alarmed,
Although 16 students to
me seems quite large!
Jeremy dances all over
everywhere,
and Isaac Michael's
wearing Ms. Maggie's hair.
Then Ms. Bells class,
and they're quite astute.
They wrote books that
have indexes and glossaries to boot.
Their cute cherub faces
look at you, gleaming.
It's really quite nice,
if Mishel isn't screaming.
Grades 3 and 4 have a
lot of fun,
even though their pet
cameleon has run.
Like barbarians they tear
apart cow lungs and hearts,
and in the same day make very fine art.
And last of all, we
have the big kids.
They're all upstairs,
up in my crib.
Lydia and Hannah do
their own little dance,
and Ju Hun takes his
typical stance.
But now the children are gone; they've all
taken flight.
We say Merry Christmas
Break to all, and to all a good night.
As soon as our staff party was over, I went and spent the
night with the Neely's in order to get a early morning start for our safari.
| Going on safari! |
Once back from safari, it was almost Christmas! The Tuggys
kindly included me in their plans for Christmas eve and Christmas day. We went
to a lovely carol sing with some families from school. Christmas morning, after
opening stockings (thanks guys!) we went to a Christmas service at church. My
favorite part was singing Silent Night in four languages. Then Christmas
dinner, presents, Dutch Blitz, and watching The
Princess Bride, which, as far as I'm concerned, could become a new quirky
Christmas tradition. So funny.
| A poolside candlelight carol service |
Now, with a few spare days of luxurious free time, I've
decided to paint the house! Not the whole thing, but at least enough color to
perk it up a bit for the new year.
So far it's been a pretty great holiday. It has been hard to
be away from home for the first time during Christmas. I do miss everyone at
home a ton and wish I could be celebrating with family in Oregon, but at the
same time I love that I'm here. Celebrating Jesus' birth and God's love here on
the equator.



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