Teaching with Tim

Weeks have rolled over weeks and my blog has lain stagnant, accumulating gently-hinting-that-I-should-stop-being-so-lazy comments from all quarters of Schlosserdom.  Yes, these comments have been well deserved; but even beginning to describe a single week (let alone two months) of teaching, going to grad school, and learning to be an adult the “let’s just throw him in the pool and see what happens” way, seems overwhelming.  Teaching continues—I’ve had cursing kids, gum stuffed in electric pencil sharpeners, and a 6-foot-two-inch behemoth trying to choke the life out of a classmate—but I guess I’m still going.  Luckily, I’ve met some great fellow teachers down here, and my friends have helped to pull me through the tough times.  Graduate school has been enlightening in some respects, but mostly it has just drawn valuable energy and time from teaching.  As for “adulthood,” I just keep wondering when I’m going to get caught—here I am, paying my rent and pretending to be a competent grown-up when I really have no idea what I’m doing and can’t even make tuna casserole on my own.  Is this legal? 

I miss all my family and friends back in Seattle, and I can’t wait to get home.  I hope to see all of you over Thanksgiving weekend and provide a more satisfying update in person.  All my best from the Southlands.

Tim