This Is Not A Holiday Post

I don’t really, you know, do the holidays. Save a few spins of “Christmas in Hollis” and “Oi to the World”, my home tends to be devoid of Yuletide tunes. I’m a vegetarian, so I haven’t had a turkey in over ten years. I can’t even remember the last time I hung shining star upon the highest bough.

Tsk, like, of course I exchange gifts. Just because I’m not festive doesn’t mean that I don’t break for capitalism.

But this year? I got the best “early Christmas present” ever: a full-time teaching term starting in January!

Without giving too much away (I don’t flatter myself into thinking that my students Google me, but you never know!) suffice to say that I’m teaching both History and English in a language other than English, and living my dream by doing it in an inner-city school.

I’m freaking thrilled.

Truth be told, I’m also a little intimidated. I have a lot of reading and planning to do, and two weeks of travel and family commitments looming ahead. I’m still very much in the process of adjusting to my new/old province’s curriculum and computer system.

Elation, however, outweighs trepidation. Even if I looked a little deer-in-the-headlights-y on Friday afternoon, I’m a deer with a Type A personality who gets shit done. I love being in the classroom and I’m genuinely excited about what these next ten weeks will bring.

Happy non-denominational winter holidays, everyone. May your days be merry and bright.