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This is an installation at the Green Design Festival happening at Syntagma Square. Miah and I stopped by on our way to the Acropolis on Saturday. There was a dress made out of used dryer sheets.
The Acropolis is as obscenely crowded as one would imagine, and it's as disappointing as one would expect, though that seems a paradox. If you expect disappointment, is it really disappointing?
Madonna was in town Saturday night. A group of girls on the metro were trying to figure out how to use binoculars. Hilarious.
Sunday we went to The Mall and watched a film with Greek subtitles. One of the highlights of the experience was watching the three--three!--cigarette commercials before the movie. One was for Silk Cut, another for Camel, and rounding them out an ad for Marlboro. The Marlboro ad was the funniest because it was the classic Marlboro Man ad with horses and cattle and canyons and wool-lined coats and essentially everything NOT Greek. It was stepping back in time 20 years to when cigarette ads were legal in the States.
Grocery shopping Saturday morning was an adventure. It's like cryptography trying to read the labels! I still think our olive oil might be baby oil.
As of last week, here are my roles at school:
- Academy ESL instructor/coordinator
- Middle school ESL instructor and curriculum co-developer
- Member of CST (child services team) which meets weekly
- Surprised member of the ESL committee which I didn't know existed
- Sophomore class advisor (I don't know any 10th graders who speak English)
- Debate club co-coach
- Film appreciation sponsor (which may or may not happen)
- Technology mentor to a couple of 'experienced' teachers
- Man about town
My middle school ESL class, which started as 10, has burgeoned into a rowdy class of 16. I'm frying my mind.
2 comments:
You're an MK; you should have expected this. Maybe it's different for you, since your dad has the kind of personality to actually create all of those jobs for himself.
At least I'm getting paid for some of my titles. I think I'm going to subtly work 'Esquire' into my title.
And you're totally right about my dad: psycho visionary!
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