A (Very Ordinary) Moment In My Day

Day 9, Thursday: A moment in your day (this can be just a photo or both a photo and words).

Of course this prompt fell on an extremely boring and uneventful day.  But hey, this is real life.  Each time I line dry clothes here, I feel like I've traveled back in time.  The driers here are very hard on clothes, not to mention that they take longer than air drying anyway.  What's hanging on the line are David's high-visibility (high-vis) work shirts.  I feel like I am constantly washing these things, but I know when our time here is up, I will most likely feel some sort of nostalgia when I see these shirts.  They have somehow become almost symbolic of our time here.  I think I will always associate neon yellow with Australia now.  Looking past the laundry, I love the bright blue, clear Australian sky showing through. 

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Day 8

A Piece of Advice

Day 8, Wednesday: A piece of advice you have for others. Anything at all.

A piece of advice that I think can benefit everyone in one way or another is,

"always assume good intentions." 

 

I actually heard this advice/guideline in one of the marriage classes my husband and I had to take before we got married.  It really stood out to me that day and still does today.  I absolutely think that this piece of advice is important for any relationship- marriage, friendship, professional, even in interactions with strangers. 

As important as I know it is to assume good intentions, I have a difficult time with it.  I often find myself assuming the worst when certain situations or interactions arise.  A "worst case scenario/ it's the end of the world" type of thinking, if you will.  However, since hearing this advice, I really try to make a conscious effort to reframe my thinking and assume good intentions.  Just taking a moment to remind myself that a person most likely had good intentions when they did xyz that upset me, immediataly helps me to be less upset about a situation, avoid overreacting or becoming defensive, and most importantly to give people the benefit of the doubt.  

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Day 7

What Scares Me?

Day 7, Tuesday: The thing(s) you're most afraid of

Left: Huntsman Spider found in our house - Right: Tree Snake at the neighbor's house

I'd like to think I'm not a very "fearful" person.  I don't really have any phobia-type fears.  I'm not afraid of heights (as proven here). I'm not afraid of flying- in fact, I really enjoy it.  Although I think spiders and snakes are disgusting, there's no arachnophobia or snake-phobia here.  I'm not a very superstitious person, so I can't claim triskaidekaphobia.  It's funny though, because while I wouldn't consider myself prone to fears or phobias, I also don't really consider myself a particularly brave individual. 

Up until about ten years ago, I probably would have said I was afraid of change.  But I think I've pretty much overcome this, or at least become more comfortable with it.  All the moving around I've done and starting over in new places away from friends and family in the past ten years or so has pretty much taken care of this issue for me.  Although, I still do tend to prefer continuity and predictability, I can deal much better with big changes now. 

But I still haven't successfully addressed today's prompt.  What am I most (or at least very) afraid of? 

Of course, like most all people I'm absolutely afraid of the death (especially the sudden one) of a loved one, but I think that goes without saying.

So, I guess I would have to say I'm afraid of natural disasters.  Growing up in Arizona, we are pretty much safe from most natural disasters.  When I moved to Los Angeles, I was always nervous about earthquakes.  I would get very anxious while driving if the traffic stopped or slowed and I was on top of, or worse, under a bridge.  Eeek!  What scared me most about earthquakes is that there really is no warning whatsoever that one is coming.  By sheer luck, in my two years in Los Angeles, I never once experienced an earthquake.  Phew!  No joke, about 3 weeks after I moved to Houston, there was a pretty sizable earthquake in LA.  I had made it out just in time!  Or so I thought.  From L.A., I moved to Houston, and less than two months after my move, Houston was hit with Hurricane Ike.  I guess my luck had run out!  Hurricane Ike was scary, but luckily we got out of town before it hit, so I really didn't have to experience the worst part of the storm.  Now in Australia, I have cyclones to worry about.  Sheesh!  My mom always likes to remind me that if I would just move back to Phoenix, I wouldn't have to worry about any of these natural disasters.  Maybe she's right...
 
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Day 6

What do I DO?

Day 6, Monday: If you couldn't answer with your job, how would you answer the question, 'what do you do'?

Another tough one!  I think we all are almost "trained" to answer this question with our occupation, so it's hard to re-frame your way of thinking about what it is that you do.  I'm going to cheat for just a second though and tell you what my standard answer would be- I teach.  I suppose I'm lucky in the fact that my occupation and what I do in the confines of my job really does describe at least somewhat accurately who I am and what I do in my life.  But, I will try and expand my thinking here...

I rise...

{before the sun}

{to the sound of the kookaburras outside my window}

{to drive my hubby to work at this god awful hour}

I sweat...

{begrudgingly, but I try}

I support...

{students with special needs}

{my husband in this career opportunity}

{my friends and family from afar}

I read...

{blogs, emails, magazines, and the occasional book}

I talk...

{across time zones and international date lines}

I cook...

{healthy dinners while dreaming of baking sweet treats}

I enjoy...

{evenings with my husband}

{laughing together}

{our quiet simple life}

{the occasional glass of wine}

I miss...

{being near family and friends}

{2 day weekends}

{simple American conveniences}

I feel...

{fortunate}

{happy}

{loved}

{sometimes lonely}

I dream...

{for not enough hours}

{of our next travel adventure}

 

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Jen and Tim's Aussie Adventure - Part I

Just a couple of weeks ago, David and I had our first visitors to Australia!  My good friend from college, Jen, and her boyfriend Tim made the transcontinental trek to see us and our new country.  Jen and I lived together for two years in college and were roommates in Spain during our time studying abroad.  So we have lots of experience traveling together, and I was so excited to have her here and travel together again!

After nearly 8 months here, it was so much fun to finally have people from home to show around and share part of this Australia experience with!  Also, I had forgotten how nice it is to be on the same time zone as someone!  It meant so much to us that Jen and Tim wanted to and were able to travel all this way to see us.  We had such a great time together!  Here is a look at some of what we did. 

Jen and Tim arrived in Gladstone on a Monday.  I was a bit of a ruthless tour guide that day as I tried to keep them pretty busy (and avoid sleeping) in order to help adjust to the time difference and reduce jet lag in the next couple days.  Sorry, guys!  They got the grand "tour de Gladstone" where they saw the lovely city itself, "downtown," a failed attempt at finding Radar Hill lookout point, Spinaker Park and the Marina, and Canoe Point where they got their first look of the ocean. 

The next day (Tuesday), we hopped in the car for a little day trip to the Rockhampton area where we visited the Capricorn Caves.  David and I had visited these caves in December, but I really enjoyed going back. 

Shortly after leaving the caves, we had our first kangaroo sighting on the side of the road.  I had been hoping to find some "wild" kangaroos to show them.  It's fun to see kangaroos in zoos, but it's even more exciting to see them just out in nature. 

Kangaroo sighting!!  Left: a troop of kangaroos - Right: A momma kangaroo and her joey

Before heading home, we stopped for a quick visit at the free Rockhampton Zoo.  It definitely wasn't the most impressive zoo, but hey, you can't beat free!  And we got to check some more Australian animals off of our list. 

Left: yes, that kangaroo is scratching his butt - Right: first koala sighting!

The next day (Wednesday), we went on a Great Barrier Reef cruise and snorkeling trip, but I'm going to give that its own post in the next couple days, so check back for that.

On Thursday, we spent a few hours at the beach nearby, Tannum Sands, but unfortunately I forgot to take any photos- oops!   Later that evening Jen, Tim, and I caught a flight to Brisbane for the next few days.  I'm so glad I was able to tag along with them on this next leg of their trip.  The main event of our time in Brisbane was my triumphant return (and their first visit) to the Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary.  Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary is definitely one of my favorite places I've visited in Australia so far, and I was so excited to take Jen and Tim there.  I think I could go here a million times and never tire of it.  I've become a bit of a koala fanatic, and this place is seriously koala heaven. 

Middle: It doesn't get much cuter than koala kisses

A baby koala (joey)

3rd photo: If you look closely, you can see the joey's feet poking out of the pouch!
4th photo: I loved how this kangaroo was cuddled up with his head resting on his paws

Petting a kangaroo will never get old - (Duck photo bomb)

Tasmanian Devil (aka tazzy devil)

Enjoying drinks and the sunset along the Brisbane River in Southbank Parklands

I was sad to part ways with them in Brisbane.  I would have loved to tag along to Melbourne and Brisbane with them too, but I also wanted them to be able to have some Aussie adventures on their own.  Plus, work was calling my name.  It was a great week though, and a very successful hosting of our first visitors! 

One day... {Favorite Quote}

Day 4, Saturday: Favorite quote (from a person, from a book, etc) and why you love it.

"One day, all children in this nation will have the opportunity to attain an excellent education."

I guess this isn't really a quote, per se.  What it is, however, is the Teach For America mission.  I believe this statement is a very powerful one, and I do hope that in my lifetime I will see its realization.  As I mentioned before, I was a TFA corps member in Los Angeles.  I taught for two years in one of the nation's most under-performing school districts and in one of that district's most low-performing schools.  During this time, I saw first hand- day in and day out, what a huge problem the achievement gap is in our country.  I saw how unequal educational access, resources, and opportunities are for students simply based on where they are born... basically their zip code determines what type of education they will receive.  Unfortunately, the students who need the most attention, resources, and support almost always get the least and the worst.  I'm going to try really hard to stay off of my soapbox here, and just say that I really do believe in this mission/quote and in the importance of working toward its realization.  Even though my two year commitment with TFA has long expired, I continue to teach in low-income areas because I believe in this mission, I want to teach where I am needed most, and I want to be a part of a positive change. 

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Things That Make Me Uncomfortable

Day 3, Friday: Things that make you uncomfortable

Conflict- Conflict has always made me super uncomfortable.  It doesn't make a difference if I am involved in the conflict or not- I always get super uncomfortable.  It must be the middle child in me :-)  I'm a people-pleaser and a peace maker.  When people around me are having some sort of conflict, my instinct is to either escape/avoid the situation all together (that whole flight instinct) or to do something to try and make the conflict stop and the people happy or at least peaceful again.  I know it's totally not healthy to be uncomfortable with conflict and confrontation, but I just can't seem to lose this habit.  I have gotten a little better over the years, especially in work and professional situations, but it is still something I need to work on... or just continue to avoid :-)

Close Talkers- you know who I mean.  That person who doesn't get that concept of personal space- especially during conversation.  It gives me the creeps just thinking about it. 

Oversharing- Over the phone, in person, social media, or in public places- I get really uncomfortable when people overshare personal information.  It's a little like the concept of personal space I guess... an oversharer makes me feel like they're somehow invading my personal space.  But above all else, often times when people overshare, it makes me feel embarassed for that person.  And I hate having to feel embarassed for someone else. 

Speaking Spanish- I took Spanish classes all through elementary and high school and then went on to major in Spanish in college.  I even studied abroad in Spain and lived with a Spanish speaking family.  I think it's pretty safe to say that I was pretty darn close to being fluent. However, I feel like I have "lost" so much of my Spanish, and now I hate that I feel super uncomfortable and unconfident speaking Spanish.  I get flustered and embarassed now.  I can bust it out when I need it (speaking to students or students' parents, translating a note to send home to parents, eavesdropping on unsuspecting people in public :-), etc.), but it's more effort than it used to be.  I think my frustration is mostly just that I realize how rusty I am now compared to where I once was.  I notice that my listening and reading skills are still pretty strong- it's just the speaking part where I now get super uncomfortable.  I would be so disappointed if I really did "lose" my Spanish, so I really do need to make an effort to practice more often.  Too bad those opportunities are few and far between in Australia...

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