Greetings from shul where I have been since 8:30am. I came to stuff folders and anything else that was needed so that I could “work off” my high holidays debt. I really cannot afford to be Jewish. I am going to FREEEEEEEEZE if it gets any colder because I do not own any winter skirts.… Continue reading Practice, Pashmina and…um, Stuff
So, why does one decide to become Jewish? It’s funny that you should ask. Well, it all started around eight years old when I was introduced to religion in catechism (sp?) classes. I could not reconcile the idea of the Ten Commandments and Jesus Christ. No matter how it was explained, it smelled of idolatry… Continue reading Yes, I’m converting to Judaism…
There is too much paperwork. I think I am drowning. I have so much stuff to grade. There is so much to enter into my little database. I think I lost one of my grading sheets which is why we are entering them into database instead. Must go to bed to wake up at 7am… Continue reading Grading…
Okay, I am not well-versed (heehee) in the art of poetry. My education in the realm of this genre is elementary but not elementary enough to wonder whether or not knowing what a couple really is will be useful on the Regents or the rest of my student’s lives. So today, I got whiplash by… Continue reading The Couplet Commitment
So it’s not secret that my first name means “GIVES LAUGHTER” in Espanol but my Hebrew name will most definitely be Aliza. It makes sense because Judaism gives me such joy and studying it gives me such happiness. Plus, I am starting to think I am world-renowned for my humor and ahem, modesty. ALIZA WINS… Continue reading Happiness! Happiness! Happiness!
Rav Elie says that if I burn out, I burn out and just to do what is comfortable. Wearing the Star of David to work really confused my lovely students so I told most of them I’d explain it all after work if they were REALLY interested in knowing TMI about me. Meanwhile, I can’t… Continue reading Jew Burn-out?
Igor drama–Sniffle, Igor is leaving on Monday. Ig, if you’re reading this, I apologize for your business being all over the blog but I am kind of sad, very sad. Sob. Sob. Ig watched my first class today. It is very weird having a friend watch you teach, it’s like you’re letting them see a… Continue reading Israel or Bust!
Managed to mention “sex” in the classroom when I tried to make the children understand why “lusty” can be defined as “strong” because of male virility. Ahem. Tons of grading to do, major carpal tunnel pains from the lovely rain. Best time to hand in papers due at 12am? 11:38pm. Umbrella parts are lethal—my pinky… Continue reading Another Day of Sex
Little sis—Call you Dalia for short.Cynthia—Aliza!
Alright, let’s be serious. I am not graceful, I am not a flower, Ariella is cool but it makes me think of the little mermaid. Gavriella is toooooooo long. The final two contenders are: Aliza—Joy, HappinessAdalia—G-d is my refuge So far, there are THREE votes for Aliza from Rachel, Carrie and AC. Place your votes!
Memoirs of a Jewminicana 