The Things We Can’t Control

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#sol18- June 5, 2018

The last few weeks of school are always a cauldron of chaos in one way or another. This year the angst has been amped up by the fact that I am moving (to a new school and new country- Cambodia), our school is moving (from two campuses to one shared campus that is not quite finished yet, and 4 or more students from my class are moving.

A long time ago it sounded like a good idea to volunteer to supervise packers at the school for five days once school ended (good money and it did not sound too onerous). I booked my flight home accordingly, with two completely free days left to run around KL after my obligations and before my flight. But that was before my son got his summer internship in Chicago and I decided to combine visiting him with attending the Scholastic Reading Summit, which meant I would only have a few days to stop by my mom’s in Boston and ditch two suitcases. Still not too bad. This meant I had to pack out of my apartment and school before school ended (school ends this Friday and my stuff left Saturday- luckily the condo is furnished). That felt crazy at first, was crazy in the midst of it all, but now feels great that it is done. Turns out there are way more hoops to jump through to leave Malaysia than I would have guessed and although the light is shining at the end of the tunnel it still feels like there are miles to go.

Today I had to be out of my classroom for the whole day to work on some curriculum planning/writing (ugh, sub plans!), which meant that I could not use snatches of free time to take care of administrivia.

I may have sobbed a little after school on the phone today trying to get a big thing dealt with- as yet unsuccessfully. I did, however, easily get back the moving deposit I had to pay at my condo (in case the movers damaged anything while here). I also successfully changed my dentist appointment to one of my totally free days.

I rewarded myself by buying a frozen pizza for dinner. It was not until I popped it into the oven that I realized I would be eating it off an old cutting board, as I do not have any plates left in the house. Ah well.

Tomorrow we will make our summer writing notebooks, I have my last duty of the year, and we have our faculty farewell party. I am trying to keep my focus on the third graders and truthfully, if not for this I might be even more of a mess! Definitely lots of emotions swirling around.

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5 thoughts on “The Things We Can’t Control

  1. Kristi Lonheim

    The end of the year is tough regardless – trying to do it, with a focus on students and learning, in the midst of moving international schools yourself is something that has to be experienced to be understood. Hang in there! Before you know it you will be welcoming your new students in a country you can no only imagine living in. Above all, leave well!

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  2. sallydonnelly11

    One big plus – this move and all the rollercoaster of emotions connected to it gives you LOTS to write about! So many strong images described here: cauldron of chaos is my favorite. Hang in there! What you are doing is huge…moving out of one country, into another with a state-side trip in between to see loved ones. I do think writing about it helps keep some sanity so keep it up!!

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  3. parkers

    Wow! That’a a lot of moving. You are being brave and strong doing these things. Looking at it all at once can be more overwhelming. Have your list handy, but try to take one day, one hour, one moment at a time. I’ll be thinking of you.

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  4. Fran Haley

    I am so intrigued by your move to Cambodia – a dozen questions popped into my mind as I read that. I do hope you can chronicle this adventure for us! I love your word “administrivia” – fabulous. I love that one of your final acts for your students is preparing summer writing notebooks. Strength to you in all these transitions. 🙂

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