11 more weeks of "How to be a teacher" classes...and then, the real education begins. ....not that I'm counting down the days.....
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Kate, This is the only way I can send messages to you. Email is blocked, I'm restricted on phone calls and they gave me stationary to write you but gave us no stamps to mail them with. They do this stuff on purpose. Anyways, I can post comments as annonymous. You can delete this message if you want so it doesn't hang out on the page. Everything here is very very very stressful. In order to keep up (which is impossible) you have to cut out so many time-wasting tasks: showering, cleaning, sleeping. The past few days I've gotten a total of 9 hours of sleep. I was actually so tired that I almost fell asleep standing up. I did get your letters, about five of them. I don't know if they come and are held till a specific day or what. Anyways, do not send me any packages. At least not till later. As of right now if I get a package I have to open it in front of my DI and it almost always results in what we call "beatings". I wish I can tell you more but I don't have much time to stay here. I'll try to send you another post message when I get on the computer. Love you soooooooo much.
jeremy, I love you so much. I got your email and it was probably the best thing you could have done. I'll have a big smile on my face for days now. Post on the blog if you need to, it's just nice to hear from you. Don't worry about anything, I know you're going to do great. They make the tasks impossible on purpose. I know that doesn't help you much, but I believe in you, and I'm proud of you! I'm so proud.
by Harry Dacre, 1892 There is a flower Within my heart, Daisy, Daisy! Planted one day By a glancing dart, Planted by Daisy Bell! Whether she loves me Or loves me not, Sometimes it's hard to tell; Yet I am longing to share the lot - Of beautiful Daisy Bell! Daisy, Daisy, Give me your answer do! I'm half crazy, All for the love of you! It won't be a stylish marriage, I can't afford a carriage But you'll look sweet upon the seat Of a bicycle built for two. We will go 'tandem' As man and wife, Daisy, Daisy! 'Peddling' away Down the road of life, I and my Daisy Bell! When the road's dark We can both despise P'licemen and 'lamps' as well; There are 'bright lights’ In the dazzling eyes Of beautiful Daisy Bell! Daisy, Daisy, Give me your answer do! I'm half crazy, All for the love of you! It won't be a stylish marriage, I can't afford a carriage But you'll look sweet upon the seat Of a bicycle built for two. I will stand by you In 'wheel' or woe, Daisy, Daisy! You'll be the belle Which I'll ring you know! Sweet little Daisy Bell! You'll take the 'lead' In each 'trip' we take, Then if I don't do well, I will permit you to Use the brake, My beautiful Daisy Bell!
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Kate,
This is the only way I can send messages to you. Email is blocked, I'm restricted on phone calls and they gave me stationary to write you but gave us no stamps to mail them with. They do this stuff on purpose. Anyways, I can post comments as annonymous. You can delete this message if you want so it doesn't hang out on the page. Everything here is very very very stressful. In order to keep up (which is impossible) you have to cut out so many time-wasting tasks: showering, cleaning, sleeping. The past few days I've gotten a total of 9 hours of sleep. I was actually so tired that I almost fell asleep standing up. I did get your letters, about five of them. I don't know if they come and are held till a specific day or what. Anyways, do not send me any packages. At least not till later. As of right now if I get a package I have to open it in front of my DI and it almost always results in what we call "beatings". I wish I can tell you more but I don't have much time to stay here. I'll try to send you another post message when I get on the computer. Love you soooooooo much.
-Jeremy
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jeremy, I love you so much. I got your email and it was probably the best thing you could have done. I'll have a big smile on my face for days now. Post on the blog if you need to, it's just nice to hear from you. Don't worry about anything, I know you're going to do great. They make the tasks impossible on purpose. I know that doesn't help you much, but I believe in you, and I'm proud of you! I'm so proud.
I love you too, bebe!
*Kate
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