We just returned from seeing the movie Salt, which was highly engaging, even with all the disbelief-suspension. In a spy-action genre like this, you expect to see protagonists leap from bridges to fast-moving trucks, cling to high-rise window ledges, and smash foes with bare hands. On the other hand, the premise of the movie, the fact that we have Russian spies in the US, is not incredible. I liked the plot twist that Russia was going to beat the US by tricking the US into nuking the Middle East so that the Middle East would, in turn, retaliate with major jihad.
The swimming pool water was warm as a bathtub yesterday. The heat has been horrible, the heat index even worse. My days are routine, repetitive, and unsurprising. But that's fine with me. I think if I had more time off, first to recuperate, as I've done this summer, and then a few more months to figure out what I want, I would discover a new passion in life that I'd really love to do. As it is now, my biggest passion is sleeping in every day. But I know there's more waiting for me out there, when I have the time to discover what it is. I do hope that I can retire from the school system next May. I felt a sense of accomplishment when I sent off the paperwork for buying out the first of those three years that I plan to buy out.
I'm going to mount pictures of Paris and Rome on my classroom wall. When the Class Clown begins to make farting sounds, I'll glance at those pictures and lower my blood pressure by remembering my December reward.
No comments:
Post a Comment