From a philosophical standpoint, I’m sure this quote has some great, deep, perhaps even life-changing meaning. And I’m sure a lot is lost in translation. But, when it’s 8am, or when you’ve been dealing with children all day, it becomes quite comical. In fact, this has become our sarcastic quote of inspiration among the teachers here…

Scenario 1:
Person A: “Gosh, I’m just so frustrated with this disorganization…”
Person B: “Ya, I know… But I guess we just have to remember – ‘the child is father of the man'”

Scenario 2:
Person A: “I’m so tired. My face looks like crap. My stomach hurts. Shoot me in the face. If I smoked cigarettes, I would need a pack right now.”
Person B: “Well, you know what they say, ‘the child is father of the man’. That’s what keeps me holdin on.”

This provides much needed humor throughout a long day. There’s a sign posted by the elevator with these fine words. You pass it every time you go to the bathroom, every time you go to the teacher’s office, and every time you have to throw something away. It’s great.

Anyway… more to come later… I have a post that I’ll put up soon… I still haven’t finished telling you about my great weekend. And much has happened since then.

Since the weekend, it’s been back to work. It’s been a long week already. I am so glad to be here. And I am learning so much on so many different levels. But there is so much that is overwhelmingly frustrating at times throughout the day. A lot having to do with poor organization of things…

But, in good news, I found a place in the shade to escape outside during my 30 minute break around lunch time. It’s really restful for me to just sit outside. In the quiet. To think. To pray. To write if necessary. To just sit. I know that’s really really small. But it does wonders for the rest of my day. Not that it really makes me that much less tired, but to be able to mentally escape, even for 30 minutes, is crucial to my sanity. So, anyway…

It’s Wednesday night right now… tomorrow we have a nice dinner after work, and then Friday, we leave right after we’re done to go to another city for the next English camp. So, not sure when I’ll be able to write again. Trust me thought, my fingers are exploding with needing to type everything. But… be excited to hear more! There’s so much to tell. In the past 3 days, I’ve attended a Taiwanese church, made several awesome Taiwanese friends, eaten several crazy foods, gone to a night market (these are really famous in Taiwan), held a python, and been invited to a gathering in a Taiwanese home, and been told by several of my students that they were going on strike from dancing to anymore songs and chanting anything else – haha. Ok, tell you more soon! 

I’ll leave you with one thing…
I officially ate the 2 things I specifically said I would never eat in Asia (or anywhere else).
1. Pig blood
2. Eel