What can I say.  It has definitely been a whirl wind.  Leaving my degree program early in order to take a job in Jakarta and transplant my family of four young children has not been easy.  Teaching with only a day in the country in a new culture and a new school has been quite an undertaking.  But on a certain level teaching in teaching.  I have had a chance to settle a little and now look to take on the challenge of being the teacher to a group of dynamic, multi-background, mostly uprooted grade 4 children.  On my first day, one of my students became overwhelmed and passed out.  Fortunately I was standing right beside him and happened to reach out and catch him so that he did not fall.  In doing so, I was then in the perfect spot to be vomited on.  Honestly I was much more concerned for the child and having four children of my own it is no longer a big deal to be thrown up on.  However, having to where a uniform to teach, black pants, white shirt and tie, and only having one pair of pants so far just made for one extra dynamic to the situation.  In the end the child was fine and I got my pants washed.  Only one week later, we had a major storm and the parking garage and main floor of our apartment flooded.  I ended up walking through waste deep water in bare feet, of course once again in my only uniform pants, to make it back home and spend time with my family in an apartment with no electricity.  In general, the teaching has been enjoyable and the school is fantastic.  My fellow teachers, especially my partner grade 4 teacher, are fantastic and have helped me so much, beyond explanation.  I now want to try to remember what I have learned over the past year to become a better teacher for these students that rely on me to further their education.