Continued from Log 7
November already, amazing. The computer is set up, I am on line but still need to hook up the scanner and printer. Paula got her second pay check today for subbing. The twist is she was supposed to get it yesterday but the plane was not able to come in – where else does that happen?
Halloween was calm. Nothing exciting. Big to do tonight. Dance and a spook hallway up in the school. Looks good, will have to walk through it later tonight.
One couple has been here twenty years, love to camp, own a boat, four wheeler, and snow machine. They live in one of the nicer places. He is a jack of all trades, fixed our cable when it went out, let us use his satellite unit, very helpful but remains isolated a little from the rest of us.
We had a housing inspection yesterday by the central office. They are looking at all the teacher housing in the district to levelize rents. Some units better than others but the rents are not equal. Ours is OK for the most part, don’t expect the rent to go up or down.
One of the new teachers is kind of a sad case. Flunked out of a PhD program, should not be teaching middle school, poor class room management. No real friends, no TV, no stock pile of food. We had him over for dinner once, nice enough guy to talk to , seems to know a lot about Russia .
Megan had Eva yesterday or the day before depending on the time between here and there. Seems as though Dad left an insurance policy to be divided between us kids and Marsha – don’t know how much. There is little to write about my Alaska adventure right now and it is to cold to go out exploring without transportation of some sort. Been writing some stories.
One of my students is dieing from a head injury she suffered from a four wheeler accident. Chasing around at night, hit a log on the beach, flew off. She is on life support. Benise Smith, 13, Two other girls were hurt also. Benise is in the hospital in Anchorage . Her parents flew there, they have no money to speak of. The father is one of our janitors and her mother is a sub and works with Paula sometimes. We will have to go to the funeral – I hear it is an ordeal. I will let you know, dear reader.