For real ya'll: Sorry about my radio silence for the past week or so. Our days at Institute go a little something like this:
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| Sorry about the lens flare-I took this through the window of the bus |
5:00 am: Alarm goes off
5:01: Weep quietly into pillow and mentally calculate how many more hours until you can get back into bed
5:30 am: Wait in line with 800 of your closest friends to get into the dining hall
5:31 am: Wonder if it's actually possible to be eaten alive by mosquitos/do they have West Nile virus down here?
5:31-5:39: Swat, swat, swat.
5:40 am: Walk into mosquito-free haven of the dining hall
5:41 am: See the sign on the coffee machine that says "Out of Order".
5:41 part 2: Weep silently.
5:45: Elbow some skinny b out of the way so that you can get the last bowl of Raisin Bran.
5:50 am: Hoover through a bowl of fruit and toast with peanut butter, taking your last bite as you put your dish in the dishwashing bin.
5:55 am: Go through the lunch line, where the lunch ladies are watching you to make sure you only take one salad, bag of carrot sticks, and apple. (Do people actually want more than one bag of carrot sticks? I'd be happy to give them mine. Then I wouldn't have to feel bad for taking a bag of tricks. Good karma has no calories. Right? RIGHT?)
6:05 am: Board the bus headed for the elementary school you're teaching at for the summer. Get mocked about "finding the time" to read books for pleasure. Bat one back about how attractive it is to take a nap and drool on the bus seat. (Not. Attractive.)
And that's just the first HOUR. Woof. Ending the achievement gap ain't no easy task, ya'll!
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