Just rambling

Sometimes I just want to ramble about everything and nothing at once. Well, I guess this is the definition of rambling anyway! lol

I wish I could really share things, but we end up never doing so, not really. There is always a little part of us that we mean to preserve, to protect. So we leave out where we work, or where we live, or what we are really like and what we really think about things.

I was meaning to write an email to my fellow teachers in Brazil to tell them what I've learnt. I wanted to prepare them in case they would ever live an experience such as the one I am living. But then, would they really want to know? Is it even realistic to think that they will be some day  teaching abroad? Would I come across as cocky and condescending?

So I just decided to let it go. I came here instead. I guess there is no place where you are to acknowledge your own victories and not be at the risk of sounding tremendously snobbish and arrogant. Or is there? I really don't know.

I am just so happy to be here, so happy to be able to do what I do even though I often wish to be doing something different, something that demands less from me and pays better.

But I guess it is a beginning and all beginnings are hard. Are they? Adapting to new situations is never easy, of this I'm sure. However, I am pretty much settled in. Food is not an issue, language is not an issue, way of life is not really an issue. Naturally socializing with Canadians or people from any other country apart from Brazil has been virtually impossible. Perhaps as time goes by?

One thing I know; I am where I should be. I should be in Canada, I should be far from Brazil. I should be sitting in this chair, right now, as fall begins, writing these words and having these thoughts. I wish all my friends from old days breakfast and blogs and facebook who are here or about to come to Canada could feel as right as I do.