Sunday, May 29, 2011

My Kids

On Thursday afternoon my mom and Joe came to visit my school. My students were desperate to meet them but there was not enough time. It was the first day of parent-teacher conferences so the students left at 1pm. Before they left they insisted on decorating the white board with messages for my mom and Joe. 

Okay. Here's some close ups of my favorites. 

This is probably the most important thing I have taught my students this year. 

This student had a personal message for my mom. 

I loved this one, misspellings and all. 

They're Here!

On Wednesday I went to the airport with my Tio Mario to pick up my mom and Joe. I had to work in the morning so Tio Mario picked me up from there. It was amazing driving to the airport because we were able to have a whole conversation in Spanish. Go me! Anyway, their plane was delayed for about 30 minutes, and I promise you those were the longest 30 minutes of my life. We were waiting on the 2nd floor because there are windows overlooking the baggage claim area. I snapped this picture as they got in line for the veggie and fruit inspection. 

There they are!

My mom went to have lunch with Tio Mario while Joe and I sorted through all the luggage. I should probably mention that they practically brought me the contents of my entire room. So Joe unpacked all three suitcases just to fish out all my stuff. This bag might have been my favorite part. It contained a Halloween night's worth of candy.

It was full of all sorts of delicious-ness.
After a quick dinner of empanadas at my apartment, we called it a night. They had been on the go for almost 36 hours and I was fighting a cold so we were all pretty out of it. 

We have so many fun things planned for the next's going to be a blast!

Wednesday, May 18, 2011


Reason number 342 why my mom is better than your mom: she holds up her computer so I can skype with my cat.

Sir Bacon.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Andar a lo gringo

Chileans are quite fond of slang. During one Spanish class I filled two whole pages with different Chilenismos (that’s their word for Chilean slang). For my birthday, one of my coworkers gave me a book called “How to Survive in the Chilean Jungle”. Written by a native New Yorker who now lives in Chile, it is basically a dictionary of Chilean slang. I haven’t read the whole thing yet, but then really, who receives a dictionary and sits down to read it cover to cover?

As for the title of this post, it just happens to be my favorite Chilenismo. It means (and I do hope you’re ready for this) to not wear underwear.

Did I miss something here? Are there really that many Americans walking around without underwear on? I guess as cultural stereotypes go, this one has got to be the least offensive.

Monday, May 9, 2011

What the what??

You may recall that back in March there was some confusion over whether or not we were suppose to change our clocks back an hour. The confusion stemmed from all those pesky electronic devices (computers, cell phones, even my damn iPod) automatically changing the time for us silly humans.

Well it appears that two months later, the time changing confusion has struck again. And what’s worse, is that the time changed over 24 hours ago and I just realized what I believed to be 7am.

Here are all the clues I foolishly overlooked:

1. My sometimes roommate Vicky wasn’t awake. (She ALWAYS leaves for work at the same time as me.)

2. There was no newspaper sitting on our door mat, despite it ALWAYS being there when it’s the correct time to go to work.

3. The convenience store and bread shop that are ALWAYS open when I leave for work, were in fact closed.

4. The woman who is ALWAYS selling newspapers in front of the metro was not there.

5. The kiosko in the metro was closed. (Okay, well sometimes it’s not open.)

And finally, the last clue that finally made me realize it was in fact 6am, was when I asked the security guard at the metro and he told me what time it really was.

So you see, when my alarm clock(s) went off at “6:15am” it was in fact, 5:15 in the morning. So I left for work at 6 instead of 7. I would have just gone to work anyway, (trust me, there’s always plenty to do there) but I was told once, that the school doesn’t actually open until 7. And when faced with the options of going back home and writing this blog or going to work and possibly being forced to wait (in the cold) for an hour, I obviously chose to come home.

This was not how I wanted to get my stolen hour back.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

The 100th Post

On Thursday during art class, my students created Mother’s Day presents. I’m not home to make my mom a present, so instead I’ve decided to dedicate this blog post to my mom. 
Here’s five reasons why my mom continues to be the best mom even when she is 5000 miles away from me. 

1. When we skype, she makes sure to show me all my favorite cats. 
2. Anytime I need to email a parent, my mom will write it out for me in Spanish.
3. When she comes to visit in 3 weeks, she’s bringing me almost half the contents of my bedroom. What’s more, a few weeks ago on skype, she showed me every article of clothing in my closet so I could decide if I wanted her to bring it or not.
4. On the rare (or not so rare) occasion when I have an emotional breakdown, she calms me down and makes me feel better. 
5. She translates the incredibly long, incredibly boring 5th grade curriculum from the Ministry of Education for me. 
I could go on and list hundreds of more reasons, but instead I’m going to post some pictures. 

This one is tied with the next one for being my favorite picture.

I think this was the day before I left for S.A.

Relax, David. It's a joke.

Love you Mom! Happy Mother's Day!!!

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Junk Food

Junk food they don't sell in Chile:

  • Peanut butter M&Ms
  • Rice Krispy treats
  • Ben & Jerry's
  • Fluff
  • Hot Pockets
  • Twinkies
  • Dunkaroos
  • Blue Doritos
  • Sour Patch Kids
  • Mike & Ikes
  • Cool Whip
Junk food they do sell in Chile:
  • Burger King French Toast Flavored Snacks

Bad Blogger

Sorry for the lack of posts. 

We're almost a the end of the first trimester. It always amazes me how quickly time passes. The end of the trimester means three things:
     1) I will have survived my first three months of teaching. 
     2) Two weeks of vacation 
     3)My new netbook will arrive in Chile(Hand delivered by my mom and Joe!)

So yes, despite the extra work, I'm incredbily excited to have made it the end of the trimester. 

And I promise to blog more.