Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 335 – As slow as a snail

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After yesterday’s events getting through today was a challenge. Waking up at 7,30 am to run and teach a class full of adorable children, looking into their eyes and telling them that this might be our last lesson together was heart breaking. Taking a lunch break while trying to torture my notebook’s pages with my pen in the same time, wasn’t that great either. I felt heavy and...

Day 281 – New week, new plans

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Monday again. Sleepy again. No, I’m not going to say tired, I am sick of that. I am tired of saying that I am tired. Is that even possible? 🙂 Whenever a new week starts, I have all these plans written down in my notebook: I am going to do that and write about that, and finish that, or start working on that. All unrealistic plans hahaha. I still plan them though and by the end of the week I...

Day 277 – Aimless

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Not in the mood, tired, empty, feeling purposeless… Shower, early morning, overslept, motherly duties… Desperate for fresh air, coffee break, planning, smiling… Lots of hugs, lunch, leaving, teaching… Children, beauty, satisfaction, buss stop… Home, dinner, lots of hugs, smiles, sadness. This is how my day would look like without using any verbs. I was supposed to...

Day 275 – Spring is here!

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Finally the sky of Florence took pity in us and cleared up, blessing our limbs with the warm rays of the sun. My body was getting tired of always being wrapped in a hundred layers of clothes. Now, the fact that the chocolate fair is still going on, makes life in Florence even more beautiful. The fair is going to end on February 15, so don’t miss your chance and go get some chocolate intp...

Day 245 – Dumb smile on my face

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I had the most wonderful weekend of this year. Yesterday after being reunited with the midgets from the preschool, I had a very fun and interesting meeting for lunch. I received the newspaper with my name on the first page and did a little mental happy dance to celebrate (more details to come). I got home after three more hours of teaching, exhausted but with a dumb, huge smile on my face. After...

Day 216 – Oh, my sweet Saturdays

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You know those days when you wake up later than you should have, then you have to chase buses to be at work on time and nothing seems to go right all day just because you were five minutes late? This morning I thought I was going to have that day, but somehow it shifted in my favor by the end of it. I woke up just ten minutes late this morning, but had to chase the bus, bus that didn’t come...

Day 207 – Lazy and bored

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The bored part of the title can be questionable, because it’s unlikely to be able to get bored with a toddler in the house, but I will leave it as it is and you will all pretend it’s true. I feel the need to be lazy and yawn all day and I am absolutely sure this is happening because I have decided to stay around the house more this week; except for teaching and taking walks downtown...

Day 188 – Rainy Saturday and my lonely breakfasts

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It’s been a rainy day in Florence and by the looks of the rain drops that keep falling and falling, no evening walk for us tonight. It has also been a long day and like all my Saturdays for some time now, it’s my busiest day of the week. While others sleep until 10 am on weekends, I wake up at 7 am and run to teach my first class until midday, break time for about an hour and then run...

Day 183 – Back to work

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So today I am going to take the chance and go back to work. I don’t know if that’s the best thing to do right now, but I am willing to give it a try. This was an interesting morning. It’s only 11 am and I already managed to write five pages for one of my projects and I think I could have went on for a while, but I also want Ephia to see my face today, so I am going to stop. This...

Day 181 – Small escapade and my inside voice

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8.29 am It’s cloudy outside. Then why do I feel like my eyes have been blinded? It’s weird. I would so like a cappuccino right now. That’s all bullshit. You hate coffee; you don’t like the taste, the smell, or the look of it and cappuccino is your only social excuse of having coffee. You even wrote about how much you hate coffee. Yeah, it’s true. Let’s grab a...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu