My Compound Life
After a disastrous first attempt at keeping a blog while living overseas...I'm trying this again. Last year, amidst floundering through my first year teaching in my own art classroom, living on a compound a little bigger than a football field with 35 other people, and adjusting to the cultural changes and mental battles that come along with living in Central Asia, I thought it'd be a good idea to write a blog. Of course, I failed horribly. But I'll give myself some credit. I wrote a LOT of blog updates, I just didn't post them. I was still getting used to censoring myself and would sit there and pretend I was our security director while proof-reading each update, then I would inevitably scold myself for being so careless with my words. After that emotionally draining routine, I'd give up on the post and go to bed.
I still think keeping a blog is a good idea, and now that I've got my bearings in this place, I'm ready to try again. So here's this: Compound Words, Leslie's internal monologue, the inner workings of my heart and musings of my mind while I'm living here, behind these walls, loving this place.
I still think keeping a blog is a good idea, and now that I've got my bearings in this place, I'm ready to try again. So here's this: Compound Words, Leslie's internal monologue, the inner workings of my heart and musings of my mind while I'm living here, behind these walls, loving this place.