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HOME WORK - SPRING BREAK
It was spring break week and I for one was very happy with that. It had been an intense time teaching, not only the class with the special project but the other classes as well. Yeah, I had to teach "normal" home economics too. Luckily Melinda had been a great help with giving me her notes and curriculums from previous years. It's a completely different thing to make a dish than telling some one how to make it. There had been a number of pots and pans covered in unidentifiable goo and gunk. Three fire alarms, but only one that resulted in the fire and rescue squad to show up. I think the poor girl is scarred for life trying to make mac and cheese. All the misshaps were forgotten though, when they got to taste the success of their accomplishments. There were some traditional recipes that were modified, by accident or intentionally who knows, that turned out better than anticipated.
Now I had a whole week to relax and chill by the pool. Dad had gone back to California and invited me to go with him. But after spending Christmas there, I declined. I tried to invite Valeries girls to come here instead but they said Miami was a loony bin at this time. I couldn't agree more. Carlos had taken Julie and Celias boys to visit his parents in Newark and Hector and Felix went to Kenya on a safari. So, here I sat on my lounger with my lap top reading through submitted parts of the project. Thank god kids didn't need to write these on paper any more. I would be needing a packing mule to carry all those pages. Who ever thought of computeraising home work should have his or her statue erected in every city every where. I think most teachers would agree, world wide.
I started of in the beginning with their chosen professions. As expected some of the students were surprised by the amount of studying they would have to do to obtain the degree to be able to get the job they were going after. Most of them had gone out in their chosen field and met with the professionals. Poor animal loving Elena who wanted to be a vet and had to witness the put down of a number of dogs found at an illegal dog fighting ring. She had been out with a local veterinarian when he'd got the call of the dogs. He told her it was going to be cruel and that she'd stay in the car, but being a know-it-all teen she wanted to help. The scene inside the abandoned ware house was not pretty. Over twenty dogs with scrapes, bite marks and broken limbs lay scattered around when the police had arrived. The culprits long gone. There were howling and quiet whining echoing the walls. The most gruesome were the dogs that died during the fight, throats being bitten open by fangs sharpened for the exact purpose. She had run out and vomited on her shoes, crying. There was not one dog they could save. Hank, the vet, was really comforting and told her that this was just a minor part of the job, it didn't come up often. He too got by with the more joyous happenings. The healing of the wounded and the miracle of new life being born. If veterinary medicine was really the field she wanted to pursue, the rewards were greater than the losses.
Ana-Maria had taken an after school job at the local bakery. She had learned a lot and also, unfortunately, gained a few pounds. She was not happy about that. Tiina had read a series of books, try 25, about a female bounty hunter and watched The Dog on tv and she could not decide which one she would benefit from a visit to RangeMan rather than a trip to Hawaii. Hai signed up for a course in sign language and Marco helps at the local fire house on week ends. Apart from Elenas unfortunate incident most of the students were happy with their choices. Next up was floor plans, loads and loads of floor plans. I might be biased but none measured up to Julie and Michaels. Not because I was there, but none of the other furniture/design companies provided the same interior decoration plan as IKEA. They had all remembered to include appliances in their shopping. I think I'll need to discuss insurance some more, since it was sadly lacking for some. A few had already moved on to the party planning stage. Proof; Julie and Michael doing Celias big 40. There was an engagement party for an older sibling, a christening for a cousins baby, four other birthdays and one wake. The pictures were plenty and beautiful. Mostly taken as action shots rather than posing, portraying the true feeling of the occasion. I was surprised they had come this far in the assignment and thought they might even be done before term ended, we still had two months to go. Maybe now is a good time to call Joe about the FA1 lecture.
Well, no time like the present. Or maybe not, the day had passed me by and it was nearing 10 at night. Where had the day gone, I don't even remember eating, I've been so engrossed in the home work. I'll call Joe in the morning. I decided to have a light snack of prawns and avocado salad in front of the convenient Dog the Bounty Hunter was on. That got me thinking, is that what Vinnie did in Trenton? Somehow I could not think he would suit up in Kevlar and strap on a utility belt and chase after criminals. That was more Lester or better yet, Tank. Thinking of Lester and Tank got me thinking about Carlos. It got me all hot and bothered even just thinking about him. We had been seeing each other now and again, going to the movies, having dinner and doing family style outings with seemed fin with her teacher dating her dad. I couldn't help thinking about what will happen when her parents return from their cruise. Would Carlos leave for Trenton or would he stay? That is one reason why we still haven't "consumated" our relationship. Not that we both didn't want to but I'm not a one night stand kind of girl and Carlos doesn't want to start a relationship as long as he's undecided on what to do. So, for now it's just kissing and heavy petting.
The next morning I got a hold of Joe on my third try. He promised to come in the week after next with his partner to do First Aid 1 and show the educational movie to go with it. There was an alarm sounding in the back and he had to go. Car accident on the Rickenbacker Causeway, multiple injuries and a fire. You go Joe and be safe. The rest of the day and th following days were spent lounging by the pool, running on the beach, nearly stumbling on passed out spring breakers, and going to SoBe for drinks. By Sunday evening I knew I would make it for the rest of term.