Today I took the morning for myself. It included watching three episodes of Breaking Bad (season 5, episodes 6-8), sleeping in, and drinking Diet Coke with breakfast. I then picked up a new book (fun to be the one with the keys to the library and access to the catalog).
Daily life for me in Bangladesh is very easy, especially compared to tthose who live just outside our compound (I call it a compound because there are gates, armed guards, and barbed wire, even though I could leave at any time, if I wanted). I have warm water for a shower (not as hot as back home, but it's too muggy outside for that). I have delicious cereal, which cost 960 taka (you do the math yourself, I'm too embarrassed to say I paid that much), real milk imported from Australia, a cheese slice, fresh fruit, and I only have to walk across the cricket pitch to get to work.
I then spend the first part of the morning being a librarian, which currently involves trying to get the relative humidity below 50% and the temperature below 80 degrees Fahrenheit.
<---This is way too hot for books to not get damaged, just ask the Dew Point Calculator
In the afternoon, I play technology teacher. It's hard when the power goes out on a regular basis and the internet is sometimes spotty. However, having been at a school where the computers were ten years old and the wireless was non-existent, I count my blessings.
After school, I stay a bit late to let students come in and get books or use the computer (or finish assignments)
Then I walk back and see things like this:
|And then it rained. Sorry it's a terrible picture.|
I have dinner in the cafeteria, which always involves rice, and sometimes involves bread pudding. Then I go home and go to bed early, because I can.
Sometimes I Skype my parents, not as often as my mother would like though.
See, being an international teacher isn't as exciting as everyone makes it out to be, it's just like being a teacher in the US, except without No Child Left Behind!