Thanksgiving???

So it's pretty funny that people in England really have no idea what Thanksgiving is... I could have told them that American's celebrate it because we feel akin to wolves and feel the need to eat turkey and get back to our animal instincts and they would have believed me. If I would have told them that it's a celebration of dancing around a fire spit of turkey and drinking our own blood, they probably would have believed me... or maybe not. One teacher thought it was the American word for Christmas... oh no, I think not.

On Friday night we had a potluck dinner and it was fun... mostly Canadians and some Americans.... It wasn't traditional Thanksgiving, but it was good food.

It's been getting cold and I've been staying in more, people around me are falling ill, and it's getting depressing in Dagenham...

I've actually been considering a different profession... I don't know how cracked up I am to be a classroom teacher. We'll see what happens. Things are happenening at school... I have been asked to take over EAL and coordinate their program.... some people think this is good, some think this is a huge set up for failure... we'll see. I'm just going to take it one day at a time.

I'm also going to be adding booster classes and trying to organize a literary magazine for the school.... yikes! This should be interesting.

For now, I'm going to rest and get to bed.