Here Comes the Sun.: Archive

Feb 28th

Simple.

I talked casually with you about being famous one day. As simple as buying a carton of milk at the pennymarket the next day. Do you remember? It was that bar in the center, dimly lit, all worries escaping our heads. All doubts ceasing to exist. We drank our aperitif, chatting until the stars fell asleep. Everything was quiet, dark except the spotlight that shone on our table illuminating it...

Feb 28th

Feb 13th

Celebrity.

Last week two of my classes asked me to come to their classroom one last time before starting to teach new classes for the new semester. The first class had set up a table in the middle of the room with cake, cupcakes, cookies and soda. On the wall there was a poster that said “Thanks Brooke” with all of their names signed at the bottom. They handed me a small gift bag; inside there...

Feb 5th

when the stress makes you feel like caving in, ...

Jan 10th

I want to shave my head and be a girl with a...

Dec 28th

Dec 19th

Occupazione

Today I found out that the students at Golgi (the high school where I teach) want to “occupy” the school. They want to have a protest for 4 days where they will stay inside the school all day and all night without teachers, parents or janitors. If it happens, there will be police at the entrance preventing anyone from going inside to do lessons. Apparently every year, right before the...

Dec 16th

Nov 22nd

“When I left her today, she put her arms around me and felt my shoulder blades,...”

Nov 22nd

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In the Spirit of Thanksgiving. Nello Spirito del...

Today has been a good day. This week’s topic is Thanksgiving and we’re talking about what or who you are thankful for. The students had to write about at least 5 things that they are thankful for. It made me smile to hear, “I thank my boyfriend because he is very lovely to me” or “I thank my mom because she gave me the life” or “I thankful for my best...

Nov 21st

The last Glee episode= whoa.

Nov 17th

Nov 14th

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Nov 6th

Nov 2nd

Famous

Nov 2nd

Miss

Miss driving in my car from Austin to Houston or vice versa singing. Loudly. I could choose any song I wanted to practice, and not be afraid someone would hear me. Here, I don’t have a car. Obviously. and singing at the apartment is not possible because my roommate is always here. :-( Oh well, I might just have to steal a moment when no one’s home and let it all out.

Nov 2nd

Nov 1st

"Are you a princess, I said. And she said, I'm...

Oct 19th

"My Way to Talk"

Teaching hasn’t been easy; I’ve been trying to find at least material that could be somewhat interesting. Something that they can GET something out of. I often get blank stares. But today with a 5th year class (seniors) that I particularly like, they asked if I’d like to hear a song that they wrote last year. A song in English? That they wrote? Really? I was surprised because up...

Oct 19th

Oct 16th

‎"Why do people say 'grow some balls'? Balls are...

Oct 3rd

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Oct 3rd

41 notes

Beh...

Well nothing better than drinking prosecco at the end of a long day of traveling…can’t complain. Adesso mi rilasso..:-)

Sep 26th

Scared. Spaventata.

In two days, I’ll be heading to the airport to embark on a journey I’m not sure I’m ready for. Just near Milan, I will be teaching conversational English to high school kids at the foot of the Alps, a town called Brescia. High schools in Italy are usually vocational, specializing in specific subjects. My school teaches Chemistry, Tourism and Graphic Design; I have to prepare...

Sep 24th

I totally took Dennis Quaid’s order a few weeks ago and I forgot to blog about it. :-( So here it is. Dennis, I know you were tired but you could’ve been a little more friendly.. and that new Footloose remake.. come on, really.

Sep 24th

Sep 14th

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Sep 12th

2 weeks left before I move to a new country=...

Sep 12th

Sep 9th

Sam, Finn, and Puck. I love you so much.

Sep 9th

Coraggiosa

In 1938, my grandmother was overlooked by the public as a small child on welfare and rarely regarded as brave. As the oldest female child in an Italian immigrant family, she had responsibilities that were both dangerous and frightening. Responsibilities that, in 1938, get your feet wet for a world of harsh realities. From their small flat in the Bronx, New York, at the tender age of...

Aug 18th