It may be small. It may not have an engine. It may only be a replica (notice the ruler?).However, it sits right up front on my display shelf and reminds me that I am working hard at one of the toughest classrooms of all time (I am their 7th teacher for this year) so that I can realize my dream of reigniting the hippy young woman buried deep inside me and then piling my wrinkled, creaking body into a combi (must be blue) and taking off down those long, dusty, open Australian roads to have a little bit of fun.
Seven teachers! Yep, they are little darlings.
Let me just say however, that I have told them with clarity that - COME HELL OR HIGH WATER (I didn't actually use that term) THERE WILL BE NO EIGHTH.
SO, BUCKLE UP AND ENJOY THE RIDE GUYS!
If you have a spare prayer... much appreciated.
4 comments:
Our son-in-law has acquired 2 of these vans from the 70's and is determined to get them running again - much to our daughter's chagrin! Good luck with your project. And I pray that God will give you strength , enthusisasm, patience and humour to teach this group. It sounds like some consistency would help their cause too. I'm looking forward to hearing more as time goes on.
I have had classes like that too. Not easy. Challenging. So I know what you must be feeling like.
I love the Combi! And I love the goals and dreams too. You will do it!
Good luck to you and God Bless.
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