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72 Days

I'm back.

I'm ready to hit the ground running, although I'm slightly fatter from slamming gumbo, jambalaya and a shit ton of crawfish without portion control (like a true American) for seven days straight. New Orleans was amazing.

I expect even more crazy stories, ridiculous quotes and high school drama to come as there's no vacation now until summer break. In 72 days, my students will take the Integrated Algebra Regents Exam; I'll be finished with my first year as a New York City public high school teacher: I'll be done.

Well, not really... but, you know.

Comments

Anonymous said…
So let me get this straight, you took a flight out, ate a lot of food, and came back refreshed and ready to hit the ground running?

Does that not mean you were just trying find a way to escape your current life? How is that different from your past life? What does that really say when you actually want to escape from a life you currently lead?

Think of me as your conscience asking the questions you are not asking yourself.
NB said…
Welcome back dude, the trip sounds like it was damn fun. Cant picture you fat though.
Naqiya said…
NB - look at our facebook pictures.
Yo Mista! said…
@ Anonymous:

Thanks for your comment(?). I get the impression, however, that you're just commenting for the sake of commenting...But I'll answer your questions anyway:

No, going on vacation doesn't necessarily mean I'm trying to "escape" my life. Going on vacation allowed me to come back energized for the benefit of my students. Although I love my job, I was getting worn out with my up-early, sleep-late schedule; it was having a negative impact on my productivity (as it would with any other job).

This is different from my past life because I wouldn't WANT to come back from vacation or at the minimum, I wouldn't be "okay" with coming back. In this case, I was at the minimum okay with coming back to NYC, which in comparison to my prior life is leaps and bounds better than how I felt about coming back to investment banking. This vacation actually further helped me realize how much I appreciate my job - I was actually okay with coming back to teach and wrap up the year.

My question is, what does it say about someone who mindlessly asks questions in order to make another appear to look phony and/or stupid? Think of me as your conscience asking the questions you are not asking yourself.

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