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I was thinking about what makes this blog interesting and why there is growth and why I love it. I know it has to do with the reader, but I think it has to be about the creativity aspect. Every day something new. I am a teacher in my real life. In my blog life, I keep coming up with new ideas for you, like the ebook, the art gallery, the 43 new languages and all the great links.
Every day something new.
Sometimes, I cannot wait to get to my computer to see if I can make these ideas appear. I sketch out some plans, usually during History class. History class is intense. I have such a hard time studying history. It’s a series of wars, dates and conquests.
Maybe it’s a guys thing. I just can’t stand the fact that there is war in the world. If I don’t write about it maybe it won’t be true. Besides, you guys didn’t pop in here for a History lesson! We are covering World War II right now. Alliances, defectors. I feel like a defector at the moment for having left my beautiful United States of America for the wonderful and brilliant Italy.
One thing I miss from America is the sense of pride, innovation, medical advances and most of all team spirit.
The high schools in this country don’t have school sports. How crazy is that? Most kids participate in sports but they are not at the schools.
♥ I'm so proud of you.♥
When I am in front of the class, for example a couple of days ago I had an AWESOME class I got to teach.
One girl, bless her heart, raised her hand and told me she thought I was the best teacher in the school.
We did a music lesson, then a question answer about USA. They wanted to know about if it’s beautiful or not. If it’s like what they see in TV. Seeing how these kids will buy everything I say and it was dead silent, I didn’t want to influence them. I didn’t want to tell them how I find it absolutely wonderful, beautiful and all the things they probably would hope to hear.
In fact, I avoided the answer completely by pointing to a map and showing them where California is.
What isn’t so wonderful for me in USA was my broken heart and my broken family. I’ll give you a great example. One day I went home to Santa Monica after a six month long stint working in Paris, France and Munich, Germany. Europe.
I went home to a big and beautiful empty apartment in Santa Monica, California, right by the beach. Everything functioning, everything new, complete with remote control for the garage and the automatic car. Cool bike too.
Back to Santa Monica
After about four days of completely unwinding I found everybody had left me COMPLETELY alone. There was a complete absence of interaction with people. Maybe only in my mind. If I called someone, I would always have a good talk. On one hand, I find it fantastic the freedom that that kind of environment provides.
You can literally decide every day what you want to do. For me, it became more of a decision of how to fill the hours. I tried to plan each evening after work with a special friend or relative.
You hold my heart.♥
Still, while living here in Italy I find that is NEVER true. Call them wonderful, call them insistent, call them invasive or nosy, call them what you want, the Italians have opened their arms to me and never let me go. It’s the feeling that no matter what you do you have an open invitation. If you don’t go to the next social event I will be certain to get the call or email or facebook comment that says, Hey, where were you?
Perhaps I needed to give living in America more time. I dream of space. I dream of open fields. But for now, Italy holds my heart, holds my hand and guides me through my new journey.
Now it’s your turn. I’d like to hear about your life
Where are you joining me from? Have you ever dreamt about living abroad? Do you think your life could be different by changing physical places or do you think that no matter where you go, you bring yourself with you? Are people plants who need to grow where they are planted? Or or they free to take the road less travelled and see where life leads them?
Julie
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I was thinking about what makes this blog interesting and why there is growth and why I love it. I know it has to do with the reader, but I think it has to be about the creativity aspect. Every day something new. I am a teacher in my real life. In my blog life, I keep coming up with new ideas for you, like the ebook, the art gallery, the 43 new languages and all the great links.
Every day something new.
Sometimes, I cannot wait to get to my computer to see if I can make these ideas appear. I sketch out some plans, usually during History class. History class is intense. I have such a hard time studying history. It’s a series of wars, dates and conquests.
Maybe it’s a guys thing. I just can’t stand the fact that there is war in the world. If I don’t write about it maybe it won’t be true. Besides, you guys didn’t pop in here for a History lesson! We are covering World War II right now. Alliances, defectors. I feel like a defector at the moment for having left my beautiful United States of America for the wonderful and brilliant Italy.
The high schools in this country don’t have school sports. How crazy is that? Most kids participate in sports but they are not at the schools.
♥ I'm so proud of you.♥
When I am in front of the class, for example a couple of days ago I had an AWESOME class I got to teach.
We did a music lesson, then a question answer about USA. They wanted to know about if it’s beautiful or not. If it’s like what they see in TV. Seeing how these kids will buy everything I say and it was dead silent, I didn’t want to influence them. I didn’t want to tell them how I find it absolutely wonderful, beautiful and all the things they probably would hope to hear.
In fact, I avoided the answer completely by pointing to a map and showing them where California is.
What isn’t so wonderful for me in USA was my broken heart and my broken family. I’ll give you a great example. One day I went home to Santa Monica after a six month long stint working in Paris, France and Munich, Germany. Europe.
I went home to a big and beautiful empty apartment in Santa Monica, California, right by the beach. Everything functioning, everything new, complete with remote control for the garage and the automatic car. Cool bike too.
Back to Santa Monica
After about four days of completely unwinding I found everybody had left me COMPLETELY alone. There was a complete absence of interaction with people. Maybe only in my mind. If I called someone, I would always have a good talk. On one hand, I find it fantastic the freedom that that kind of environment provides.
You can literally decide every day what you want to do. For me, it became more of a decision of how to fill the hours. I tried to plan each evening after work with a special friend or relative.
You hold my heart.♥
Still, while living here in Italy I find that is NEVER true. Call them wonderful, call them insistent, call them invasive or nosy, call them what you want, the Italians have opened their arms to me and never let me go. It’s the feeling that no matter what you do you have an open invitation. If you don’t go to the next social event I will be certain to get the call or email or facebook comment that says, Hey, where were you?
Perhaps I needed to give living in America more time. I dream of space. I dream of open fields. But for now, Italy holds my heart, holds my hand and guides me through my new journey.
Now it’s your turn. I’d like to hear about your life
Where are you joining me from? Have you ever dreamt about living abroad? Do you think your life could be different by changing physical places or do you think that no matter where you go, you bring yourself with you? Are people plants who need to grow where they are planted? Or or they free to take the road less travelled and see where life leads them?
Julie
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