A poem I thought up in the middle of the night, inspired in part by Lasha Lee's And I Have Touched the Sky, Here There Be Dragons, Two Divided by Zero, and Street of Dreams. Available here. I came up with the idea in the middle of the night, so it took me a while to get around to actually writing it.I'm not sure how much I like it. In my opinion, it didn't articulate the deep emotiont that it should have. And the title sucks, but I'm just not good at titles. So there you have it. Read on, and for crissakes, give me feedback!
Ya, ya I know. I suck at updating. But seriously, I have been busy. I started a new job a week ago. Technically speaking, it's not actually a job. I don't get paid for it; I'm there on a volunteer basis. However, once I finish this program, I am considered 'trained' and next summer I can apply for the paid positions, and hopefully get one. So what is this mysterious job, you may ask? I'm working as a language facilitator with a group of Chinese students aged eleven through sixteen who are in Canada for two and a half weeks to improve their English and experience Canadian culture. Basically my job is to help them during their English lessons during the morning, and to encourage them to speak English during the afternoon activities. It doesn't sound hard, but it can be surprisingly challenging. Some of the kids only have about a year of English study. But even so, I am absolutely loving it. When I get home at the end of each day, I am so tired I just want to go straight to bed. So instead of blogging about it, I've been writing in my journal every night, and once they have gone home to Shanghai, I'll either write one massive post about the entire thing, or I'll make a series of smaller entries. However, until then, don't expect much in the way of posting.