It's Saturday, and I had to go to school for a seminar for the English department.
They had announced this seminar a month ago, and announced "no excuses." It didn't matter so much to me, but I found it odd they were insisting I go - seeing as the consultant had even stopped coming to my classes because of my upcoming maternity leave.
The kids were up early and left before me with their Baba to pick up the in-laws at the bus station. They were super excited. I left early to get a Mocha. I was super excited too.
Our meeting all day was about the program we are doing - and I continue to stand alone in this weird position that they paint as important and listen to my feedback but plan apart from me. A Turkish teacher will take over me classes - she just started this past month and she's nervous. But I keep telling her, and she's starting to see, "don't worry - it seems they are grateful for whatever effort you make, and there is little consequence for not doing things because there is no benchmarks or goals established that you had to accomplish other than 'expose them to Edexcel'"
So we had a chance to go over plans I had written for the rest of the year. I had outline the entire year last June and this fall because I had time with all the seminar period, and because I like to make things that are unclear, at least clear in my own my mind. The young woman who is taking my position wants to read stuff on the internet - strategies and theories so she'll know how to tackle these lessons but I told her to not overwhelm herself - read the lesson plans, read the resource materials for additional ideas, revise/simplify the plan I made to suit yourself - then look on the internet for age appropriate resources to support the goal you decide on for the week: i.e. looking at similes in poetry.
Still not an easy task to take over someone's work.
I seminar was over at two, and I met Tolga at the baby store on the way home. The kids were home, napping and would wake up to their grandparents and uncle, so we were excited to steal this time away. We were at the store and remembering coming to the same place before Teoman was born - it was like having a first baby all over again. Just two glowing parents to be - filling a cart with diapers, wipes, hospital needs, a newborn outfit, and so on.
As part of my new year's commitment to write everyday - I also mean to take a photo everyday. But I keep forgetting. But I'm wishing I had captured this moment of us in the baby store - these are precious days.
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