I had been out on an evening stroll around Warsaw for all of five minutes when my stomach dropped. A terrifying thought popped into my head. What if I run into one of my students on the street?
It's Friday night, and I am someone's teacher. I have not just survived my first week; I think I've actually succeeded in having a good first week. But I feel like I've been run over by a big yellow school bus, and so, at 8:55 PM Warsaw time, Ms. Bucy is getting into bed.
Further updates tomorrow.
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3 comments:
YAY! You did it! Proud of you. :)
I'm so proud of you too! Woo hoo :)
Can't wait to read more. . .
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