Lately I’ve been having this terrible dream. I’m in my last semester of college. It’s finals week. I suddenly realize that I haven’t been to some high-level math class since the first week of school. I rush to the classroom just as the teacher is collecting the final. I start begging the professor to let me make up all the tests; he agrees and hands me a stack of extremely complicated equations that I have 15 min to solve. I realize that I will fail this class (destroying my GPA), won’t graduate, won’t be able to go to AmSam, and all of my plans for the future fall apart.
I never had these school-panic dreams while I was actually in college. My recurring stress dream was always that I was having fun somewhere with a group of friends when I suddenly remembered that I had had a baby recently and then the whole dream centered on the panicked search for my forgotten baby (who was always healthy and happy, even if I hadn’t fed it in a few weeks). Clearly, this is evidence that I subconsciously consider writing essays as important as caring for an infant. And this year in Am.Samoa? Oh that’s just a math class!
So, yea, I’m kind of stressed right now. I was doing really well until I started actually packing. I’m sure I’ve overpacked, but I can’t talk myself out of anything. I have 12 skirts, 1 pair of khaki shorts, 3 pairs of hiking/convertible pants, 5-7 track shorts, 10 tank tops, 5 “teacher” shirts, 10+ tshirts, 2 chacos, 1 keens, 2 flipflops, and trail runners (and yes, I remembered to pack underwear). I’m taking my Kindle, my DSLR, my laptop, my ipod, and a smaller camera that I can take to school without worrying too much about it being stolen. I have sheets, towels, snorkeling gear, bathing suits and a big ol’ floppy hat, sunscreen, first aid-kit, and journals. So much stuff.
For my classroom, I really only have a few things: chalk, magazine pictures and maps I’ve cut-out, my Engl. Ling. text book, basic office supplies (tape, paperclips, etc), and scissors. A friend of mine’s aunt has a lot of elementary class-room materials and supplies that I’ll be sorting through tomorrow, but since I’m not sure which grade I’ll be teaching I’m not entirely sure what else I need.
Anyway, for the stuff you really care about:
Wes and I are pretty much swamped the rest of the time we’re here. We do plan on stopping by Wings for a little while on Thrs. Jon Renz is putting some kind of dinner together for Friday night, so if you want to come, call/txt/fb him. Saturday is all family stuff. We are leaving really early on Sunday morning (our flight leaves at 8am or something ridiculous).
Here is our address in Am.Sam. You can ship things domestically (as you normally would) because it has a US zip, but remember to mark everything with AIRMAIL or it could take 2-3 months to reach us. Our island does not have a post-office so it takes a little longer to get to us anyway, but here it is:
PO Box 5411
Pago Pago, American Samoa 96799
I may disable facebook (or just the wall? I don’t know) while we’re gone because I don’t think I’ll be on that a lot and I don’t want anyone relying on it to get in touch with us. So, please subscribe to this blog if you want to be notified when I post a new entry.
We are turning off our cellphones when we land in Hawaii, so please don’t call or text after Monday (the 11th). We’ll get new phones/numbers in AmSam and will get those numbers to you. We also have skype now, so email one of us if you want that.
Thanks for reading! I hope to see you before we leave but if not, I’ll see ya next summer! (Or sooner if you visit!)