Showing posts with label service. Show all posts
Showing posts with label service. Show all posts

Don't let your sister use your computer

Just a note for anyone that saw it, somehow Zuri managed to post on my blog. I guess when it said my name at the top, didn't set off any alarms. Anyway, if you thought you saw a post raving about how I'd bought an apartment...not me.

So, if I'm not buying apartments, what am I doing? Well, let me tell you, since you're so interested. I'm really starting to get the hang of this whole "teaching" thing. Don't get me wrong, I don't think I'd want to do it like permenantly or anything, but teaching for my year of service was definitely the right choice. When I say choice, I mean I didn't really have any qualifications and my dad kind of pulled some strings so I wouldn't end up getting military service or anything. I mean, if you aren't really in good standing for a particular service proffesion, the odds are pretty good that you get sent to military or medical. I'm not mopping up blood from the ER for a year, thanks anyway.

As I was saying though, teaching chorus has turned out to be a real...I guess my daddy would say, "character building" experience...thing. Before all this started, I couldn't stand children. Even when I was one I didn't really like the idea of being one. When other girls were playing with ponies and drawing rainbows, I was practicing my Naomi Campbell walk and planning after parties. But I really feel like I have a chance to give back to these girls. I mean, some of them can't sing for anything, but they sure try. I want them to get the best experience out of a semester with me as they can.

Speaking of which, there is a date! August 22nd is the first concert for my girls! All new uniforms with make their amazing debut and you can come and be so jealous. lols.

Anyway, I got to get off of this thing and get my beauty sleep. What's that you say? Oh, you're just too kind!

Kisses, Paula