Well, I can’t see how it could have gone any other way, considering how hard I’ve worked, but life can be cruel and nothing is certain. So I was pleased when I received this e-mail from a professor at SIT, my reader for my master’s portfolio. Hi Ginna: I’ve read and approved your portfolio. Well done! Good luck on your next steps as a language teacher, and as an MAT alumna! Congratulations! [Signature deleted in […]
Read moreMonth: September 2010
Svapna Trouble
Well, now, let’s see. I’m tired of applying for jobs: sending heartfelt pleas to invisible strangers. It’s no more productive than firing a rifle into moonless night. Dozens of missives and nary a reply. What for? to quote my dear friend MB who gave me the best tea and hot bath the other night, before we retreated to talk in his trailer that used to be a whorehouse. I’m recently back from what Eleni terms […]
Read moreYou Can’t Go Home Again
It is awfully strange to be back in the Bay Area. I feel like a caged beast, or maybe a bolt of lightning that can’t find a ground. I don’t want to be here but there’s no place else I want to be. I’m not doing anything worthy. I expect soon to start teaching English (as a volunteer) to nonliterate Burmese adult refugees in Oakland, but that’s been slow in getting underway. I hate the […]
Read moreThe Nature of Language
I wish I could find time to catch up. When one has fallen so far behind, a person don’t hardly know what to do. Since I last wrote: I left Vermont. I lived in Delaware for three weeks. I saw some friends I hadn’t seen for 40 years. I visited my sister & her family in West Virginia. I went to California for one day. I drove to North Dakota, where I lived for one […]
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