Back, Back, Way Back
School has been in session for just over a month. The dust has settled a bit, though it still swirls at my feet. Part of my unease is caused by the lack of EL students I currently have, and I wonder when the other shoe will drop.
Other staff has told me that at times they are inundated with students whose first language is not English. Part of me is looking forward to that day, so that I feel like I am specifically working to the task, and another part hopes that it doesn't come, because I am unsure how my schedule will shift. In a sense, this is a little bit like living in Korea, with the school schedule constantly changing.
That leads me to believe that I have become complacent. A big part of me is, and I think maybe that it is human nature. Once we find we can survive in a state, we don't want to rock the boat. The other part of me thinks that living in Korea taught me that rocking the boat is sometimes necessary. As the old saying goes, "It is in change that things find purpose."
It just makes me wonder whether I found my purpose and left it in another country.
While traveling back to Korea and teaching there would heal my soul a little, I am unsure that it would solve anything. It is familiar. And then I would instantly become complacent again...perhaps.
Which is yet another reason why places like China come to mind. They are very similar, yet they are different. All I know is I do miss the travel, and the out of the ordinary. Where I currently am seems very ordinary.
Other staff has told me that at times they are inundated with students whose first language is not English. Part of me is looking forward to that day, so that I feel like I am specifically working to the task, and another part hopes that it doesn't come, because I am unsure how my schedule will shift. In a sense, this is a little bit like living in Korea, with the school schedule constantly changing.
That leads me to believe that I have become complacent. A big part of me is, and I think maybe that it is human nature. Once we find we can survive in a state, we don't want to rock the boat. The other part of me thinks that living in Korea taught me that rocking the boat is sometimes necessary. As the old saying goes, "It is in change that things find purpose."
It just makes me wonder whether I found my purpose and left it in another country.
While traveling back to Korea and teaching there would heal my soul a little, I am unsure that it would solve anything. It is familiar. And then I would instantly become complacent again...perhaps.
Which is yet another reason why places like China come to mind. They are very similar, yet they are different. All I know is I do miss the travel, and the out of the ordinary. Where I currently am seems very ordinary.
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