Jan. 25th, 2025

notquiteisraeli: (applejack work and school)
I think I finally have figured out the weekly time management thing for CELTA.

1. Tuesday lesson. Discuss lesson planning for next Tuesday; teach this Tuesday's lesson, write self-evaluation, observe other classmate (third classmate ragequit), write up observation points for other classmate, break, reconvene for feedback. Later that day: receive teaching materials and lesson plan back from tutor with feedback, action points, and whether or not I passed. Record in spreadsheet and upload to portfolio.

2. Write assignment (optional - not every week has an assignment).

3. Lesson planning. Collate materials and handouts. Write out lesson plan, make sure personal aim reflects action points from last lesson. Make PowerPoint, don't forget to include sources at the end.

4. Complete Moodle lessons.

5. Observation of teaching. Record in spreadsheet.

6. Rehearse lesson with Eyal.

Yeah. I'm...halfway done? I get bursts of productivity. I try to take advantage. It helps that when I'm continuously working, those bursts are fairly consistent. I get a lot done in afternoons and evenings. It's a real fucking shame my classes are at 8.30 AM, but it's once a week. I can fucking deal. When I'm teaching my own classes, it's afternoon and evening classes only.

I suppose I'm not a morning person.

Breakfast helps. So does coffee. Mind you, the coffee has its own effects. Luckily papaya supplements have been helping firm things up.

Eyal is over the moon and can't say enough nice things to me.
notquiteisraeli: (sailor moon)
One year ago yesterday (according to the civil calendar), Eyal and I got married.

It was a full moon, though no one could see it through the clouds. By the time we left Jerusalem for the wedding hall in Modi'in, it was pouring rain.

And yet, everything went almost perfectly.

How has the intervening year gone? There have been huge hiccups. Nervous breakdown (mine). Pneumonia (mine). Heart attack (also mine). Friend breakups (his and hers). Family drama (mine).

And yet. We made it. We are making it.

Since I started school, we have been happier than ever together.

I love you, Eyal.

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