If I lived in Hamtramck (Vanna, can I buy a vowel?) I’d probably have school off, but not where I live. We get Jewish holidays off, and the regular breaks which tend to be timed with the Christian calendar anyway. Hamtramck is a city that’s basically within Detroit, and it used to have a huge Polish population, but it has since been more inundated with immigrants from Egypt, Iraq, and Syria as well as Bangladesh, Pakistan, and Bhutan. Great food there because the restaurants are real authentic. The immigration and recipes are recent, and they cater to people who are used to the real deal.
Student teaching ends May 1st! Teaching all of my mentor teacher’s classes ends April 3. Let’s do it OKP!!!
In other news…I have this one kid who is causing me extra issues lately. He’s a refugee from the same village my family immigrated from (Thanks, ISIS). It’s called Tel Keppe, and I don’t know if part of that is that he expects special treatment or what from me, but we’re just not getting along. Of course it is other issues he has that become my issues. Such as…
I’m dealing directly with the results of insurgency in Iraq. I have a lot of Assyrian Iraqi Christians. Many are refugees. These psychos over there have robbed this kid of a chance to learn in his native language, live in his own country, live happily with friends and family under Iraqi sky. It makes him angry. It makes me angry, but I try to turn that into patience, compassion and empathy, otherwise I’m just angry and it sits there. I just have to remind myself…he’s someones kid…someone loves him…he’s someone’s treasure (let’s bury him)…someone is waiting for him at home.