Job Number Six

I met with Sr. Angie on Friday, and while we talked the idea came up of me being trained to teach adult literacy. We started talking about this because two people who were going to join CCP Lab were not able to because they just cannot read well enough to be in school. It's not even a matter of needing remedial programs, because they are just too far behind.

But anyway, that led to this, and now I'm researching training classes that I could take maybe in the summer, maybe earlier if applicable. I'm very excited about this new possibility. It would be really neat.

So let's see...

1. CCP Lab Instructor
2. HOPE Program Peer Educator
3. RCIA Mentor
4. Tutor
5. Art Teacher
(6) Adult Literacy Educator.

Plus, I"m helping one of the Novitiates with his English.

Love it. I"m not happy unless I'm busy. And I hate being tied down with a boring and repetitive schedule. Some days I work five hours. Some days I work twelve.

Oh yeah, and during the summer, when RCIA is not going on, I"ll have that theatre program... Woo-hoo!

Anyway, Phil and Valerie announced last week that they are leaving the program at the end of the month. They decided that while they love the work, this is just not for them. They're going to be heading on, taking a road trip through Arizona, where they will probably be settling next.

And Molly and Eric and Ian are coming to visit on the weekend of March 20th. I can't tell you how excited I am. There's all this stuff I want to take them to. The model train exhibit at the Museum of Science and Industry. The Children's Museum at Navy Pier. Plus, they've just got to see Holy Cross, and the Marimba.

I told the CCP Lab boys about Ian. First, they didn't believe that I had a son. Then, N told me I needed to be on the pill. J didn't come today (word on the street was that he is in court), so N and I worked alone. N started telling me about his life growing up, and asked me a lot of questions about Ian and the adoption. He spent a large chunk of his childhood being raised by his grandmother. His older siblings were still with his mom, who had some problems. He seems to relate the adoption to his own experience, and thinks it is strange that someone would *choose* to place their child for adoption when they didn't have to.

We played Jenga the last ten minutes of class. He even stayed a few minutes late to finish the game.

But things are going good here. The weather got up in the sixties last week, which was more than welcome. But it just made it worse when the temperature dropped again. It's supposed to snow tonight. Bleh!

But Daena and Fabian and I went down to the lake to run and roller-blade and read (not respectively) while it was warm out, and it was really good.

Speaking of running at the lake, I signed up for the Lakeshore Marathon. It is on May 31st. At this point, I know i'm going to be ready to make it through. I projected my finish time at about 4 hours, which is a reasonably hopeful goal, I think. My super-hopeful goal is under 3 hours, and if I actually make that, I'm getting the time tattooed on me somewhere, because that will be damn cool, and certainly worth showing off in my old age. Maybe tattooed right under my copyright. If it takes five hours, I'm not telling anyone the time. I'll say I forgot. I'll say, "I ran a marathon, but I didn't care about times, so I didn't bother with all of that crap." It's still a neat accomplishment.

But yes, things are good here. I re-started my book. Again. I"m on, what? the fifth writing now? This one I"m putting up on the Internet as I write it, to give me some sliver of completion as I make my way through. If anyone wants to read and review as I put it up, let me know, and I'll send you the site address and my user name and the story name and all of that. I have a Harry Potter fanfic up right now that gets about 4000 hits a week. There is, apparently, a huge demand for Harry Potter fanfics.

I don't even know what I"m talking about anymore, so I'm ending this entry. Love ya, bye!