desks

For some reason I have the back-to-school feeling that I used to have when I was in grade-school. Maybe because it's September 1st, it's also 2:22am and I can't sleep, and my friend just let me know that she's getting ready to leave to the airport to fly to Italy to study there for 2 years--I think it's the combination.

I remember I really used to get excited for school though, and it lasted anywhere between a few days to a week to a new desk change (really, I remember there were 2 types of desks...ones that opened on the top, and ones that were just open on the side.. and it really helped, that change of environment, to make things more exciting).

I also remember once, I think I was in 3rd grade and my assigned seat was by this boy I liked. And I don't remember exactly how it all went down, but somehow my friend told him that I liked him and I remember I was so embarrassed that I hid my head inside my top-opening desk. Talk about awkward. I could have asked to use the bathroom pass and left the room, but instead I was sitting right next to him with my head inside my desk... oi mey. But it was very convenient that I had that kind at the time--it's a lot harder to hide your head in the open side ones.

Well there you go, a brief glimpse into my past-life.

procrastination

I was reading through some of my old posts (in other words, procrastinating on writing my newsletter due to my inability to filter through all the information/experiences of the past 10 days) and I long so much to re-experience those first days in Georgia! Maybe not entirely, maybe as like an outsider watching me or something. But really. You know, pre-war-time. Pre-knowledge-of-the-language. Pre-knowldege-of the culture. Pre-a-lot-of-things.

Oh, and you can check out some pictures from our Summer Missions School here.