Shawn caught a cold this week, but I was able to cover most of his classes this week so he's just about over it. He agreed to do the dishes since I taught for him so much. I would way rather teach an 8 o'clock class than do the dishes. He would way rather do the dishes. What are we going to do next year?!?
Tomorrow he agreed to teach at a local middle school for a few hours so the kids could have some exposure to a foreigner. It will be a lot more fun if he can shake what's still lingering of his cold. Should be fun anyway.
Yesterday some workers started knocking down the wall behind our apartment. By evening they had put a gate up, but this morning they knocked down even more of the wall. We're not sure why. It leads literally into the middle of a field. Today Shawn told me he saw a large group a students being directed into the fields through the hole in the wall single file with a bunch of shovels. We heard they were planting trees today. We are hoping they didn't knock that huge hole in the wall just so the students wouldn't have to walk around. It is possible though.
The anticipation of this final decision letter is killing me. I may actually die of a heart attack. I loved you all... you know, just in case.
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