rocking jaffa

ten months of life in jaffa (yafo, yafa) has turned into, well, more than ten months. its not just the oranges i stayed for, but also the figs.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

feeling safe in the bombshelter

its hard to believe ive only been here a week. my apartment seach has continued, but still no success. and im only a little bitter that annie and adler found a great place with a balcony on their second day of looking.

after very little deliberation, i decided to work at both organizations (really, i can do whatever i want with this fellowship). i got a really good vibe from both meetings so now i am working on figuring out how i will divide my time between the two, and within each organization, which specific projects i will get involved with.

this week i started at Sadaka Reut with some office work (down in the bombshelter office), which will be part of my job at both places due to my stellar english skills. at least they are good for something in these hebrew-arabic circles that im frequenting. ive been given the task of proofing the 50 page annual report which describes in detail all of the individual projects and is very interesting. but also sometimes challenging and frustrating to edit because it was written by a non-native english speaker. some changes are easy: thirstiest anniversary was clearly meant to be thirtieth, but other times its a lot harder to discern the meaning of a sentence or paragraph.

my other projects will probably include some english tutoring gigs- one at an Arab elementary school sponsored by Al-Rabitta and another at a youth center for high school dropouts and students who are considered at risk for dropping out. hopefully as my language skills progress i will be able to get involved in other things too. and i want to make sure i dont spend too much time in the windowless basement.


but the sun is hot, the ocean is warm and i've gotten to spend some time at the beach.

1 Comments:

  • At 4:40 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hi there,

    HUC's firewall blocks access to blogs so I have to wait until I get home to read your messages. It's great to hear these details. I hope to talk with you tomorrow.

    much love, mom

     

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