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Thursday, March 17, 2011
I'm trying to be grateful these days. It's a good practice. Gratitude transcends political, religious, and cultural boundaries; pretty much everybody agrees that it's a good idea. And since I'm trying to live a good life, I'm going with it.
A feeling of true gratitude, aside from Thanksgiving Day prayers and award acceptance speeches, can hit you like a brick wall when you least expect it. It's powerful, I tell you.
This morning on my way to teach Spanish, I asked myself, why am I getting up early to go and blabber to kids in Spanish who probably don't care about Spanish that much anyway? Why do these kids need extracurriculars? Do they even care?
I thought about all the people that have busted ass to try and educate me. Besides my family and all of my public school teachers, I had classroom volunteers, helpers, neighbors, family friends, and committees of people that really cared about my education and wanted me to have a good impact on this world. These people didn't even KNOW me and they were sacrificing their time and money so that I could live my live to the fullest. I'm not sure if I really understood what they were doing for me because I was just a kid, but I sure as hell understand now. To all those people, thank you. That's all.
Tuesday, March 01, 2011
- We have replacements for the two teachers that quit Boise Elementary Spanish - and they're both great with kids and speak Spanish perfectly.
- My sense of self-determination that made me go to the gym today, in the morning.
- I didn't exactly eat the healthiest food today, but I did put some cottage cheese with jam on Wasa crackers and it was delicious.
- Annie and Teresa helped me ASKO in finishing my Euskara homework. I feel great about the paragraph we cranked out together. I'm learning Euskara, poliki-poliki.
- Got to watch Jeopardy.
- My black 3/4 length shirt worked its charm to be slimming, despite my best efforts to stuff my belly full of clam chowder.
- I have people around me that love me, and enough food to eat and a place to live.
- I have a great travel opportunity coming up in a few months.
- I have a gym date to work out with Annie tomorrow.
- I'm going out to dinner with my mom tomorrow, and part of our bill is going to help elementary spanish.
Friday, October 15, 2010
- JUMP ZAZZ!!!
- cafe con leche with Rafael and Estephania
- Executive floor breakfast in the hotel
- Sichuan dinner, sticky gummy desserts
- blueberry fried muffin desserts
- McDonald's rat
- wine with gold flakes sprinkled in it
- "muuuuuuy guaaapo"
- little boy on bus with long braid (signifies health)
- "plea for help" hands sticking out of top of truck
- Miguelin, the big damn confusing baby
- Miao-miao part of program
- getting mauled by photographers in the expo while we were in costume
- congee was awesome (boiled rice porridge) with croutons, green onions, boiled egg, some weird kind of gelatin, and black fungus
- Barfers on the trip: Caitlyn (during trip), Erik (his own fault), Jeremiah (3 times!), Miren, and Bryan
- horrible makila disaster
- Nick A. peeing next to security guard on street
- WORST LUNCH BREAK EVER! Basque Gov't snafu, food was cold, I accidentally ordered chicken feet.... terrible
- Indian food pavilion was awesome
- "This had better come out of me within the next day"... Miren loking at her plate of paella, after not having gone kak in 4 days
- little kid taking a kak on a newspaper, mom rubbing his head and telling him it's okay
- Shanghai is like Christmas, with all its light shows!
- the happy slap game
- Walking from Africa to India - which is a longer trek at the World's Fair than in real life!
- Walk to Saudi Arabia, and find out we can't eat at the restaurant
- "Mendi-tiki-tiki-tiki-ko Jaialdia!"
- Miao-Miao's obsession with "Little Nick"
- "Damn you, Myron!"
- Falling at the performances (Izar, others?) slipping on the wet pavement
- breaking 2 glasses at Kuluska
- taxi driver singing
- John! our tour guide (Anna get back on that)
- blind Chinese men rubbing our feet and singing to us
- Angry Irishman at Irish pub in Expo
- Belgian Waffles
- Jill was late
- Nick was cranky
- Caitlyn got sick
- Andoni's first flight EVER
- Twinners' first sushi was in Tokyo
- beer on flight was free
- energy supplements didn't work for Lael and Izar
- Jackets helped unite us...."what team do you play for?" (PJ was assumed to be the coach)
- Arrived Sunday night (Shanghai time) and 9pm ish
- Fairy, our guide, greeted us
- Crammed into tiny van (see pics)
- Checked into the Golden Tulip hotel
- Beds were shockingly small, and pretty hard
- Room 2322 - Andoni, Bergs, Nickolas A. watched Chinese TV until 3 in the morning. Hilarious!
- 7am, met at the bus
- bus took us to World's Fair - Expo park
- Met Iber at the Spanish Pavilion
- practiced on tiny stage - re-arranged dance list accordingly
- at 9:30 Nick B. did Agurra for lehendakari and friends
- we planned performance in the big windowed conference room upstairs
- danced 3 performances that afternoon
- reception with delish tapas - croquetas, paella, chocolates in Spanish pavilion
- Had authentic Chinese dinner - sticky rice dessert, fried sweet potato, carp soup
- Basque delegation reception at a fancy hotel downtown Shanghai
- Arzai, Berozategui, Zubijana (sp?), tapas and golden wine
- food wasn't actually cooked by the Basque chefs, just "inspired" by them
- stayed late at Expo - ate Indian food for dinner
- Bilbao pavilion "visit"/trick
- met Pei-pei, Miao-miao's boyfriend
- ate Yunan chinese cuisine with John, Anna Bender's friend that's living in Shanghai
- taxis to the Bund waterfront
- Izar, Maite, Lael, Caitlyn, Jill, Anna and Miao-miao went to Yu Gardens and got blind massages
- "Gua Chi Qua Le" Happy National China Day!
- Dressed up Miao-miao, until the costumes were too hot for her and she changed back
- presented Iber with poster and shirt
- played with Txalaparte (Ttukuna) sisters
- talked with Jesus, director of protocol at Spanish Pavilion
- Miren's wound is swelling!
- Miao-Miao replied on email (?)
- one day we got rained out and only performed once, at 4pm
- Lael left her badge at the changing room in the Spanish pavilion, group went to Italy and she couldn't get in
- Olaia was shoe-less, money-less; one of the Spanish Pavilion staff let her borrow a pair of Crocs for her to walk around in
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Recuerdo que empezó listando mis pesadumbres en el colegio, y mis primeros especificos eran: lamenté que no jugó fútbol hasta que era niña, y lamenté que no tomé clases de debate. Debate a mi no me importa mucho todavía, pero fútbol todavía habría sido excelente.
Después, mi lamento era mi viaje a Australia y como no trabajé tanto duro que debió.
Entonces era no asistir bastante clases en la universidad, (porque ei, puedo dormir cuando me morir). Ahora es esta oportunidad para publicidad para los Oinkaris mientras en China. Supongo que es mi trabajo como PR persona que yo hago esto, pero soy nueva a esta posición y no creo que supe mis responsabilidades. uhhhh..... sigh.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
This is really nerdy, but I don’t have a favorite color, so much as I have “color combinations that are aesthetically pleasing.” When I see a dark red, deep gold yellow, and forest green schema, I feel happy. Or a bold magenta, teal and eggplant. I appreciate a complementary sampling of the rainbow in three or four colors. Don't give me the Fisher-Price-children's-toys combo of standard red, yellow, green and blue. This is not primary school, these are the visual buttresses of creativity and style. This is important, people.
I’ve always liked, not one particular color, but COLORS!! eee!!! (as a 10 year-old girl would scream when she found the 64-crayon Crayola behemoth box). Instead of stealing one marker and hoarding it from my classmates to practice writing my name, I used to take three or four, then carefully write out my full name in alternating colors. I’m greedy with them, my colors. I don’t want one special color for my very own—no, I want ALL of them, and I want all their shades and hues, and I want them now and I want them in rainbow order.