March-ing On

This morning I headed over to my sister's apartment to make hamentaschen and prepare for shabbat dinner which she is hosting. She asked me to stop by Silvermoon Bakery, which is delicious, and pick up some challah and a few other breads. Its a wind but sunny day, so I took the bus to the bakery and walked to her place from there. On the way to the apartment I walked past the local organiz market. The whole thing was so nice. It made me think about when I lived in Jerusalem with Joshua and we would go to the bakery on the corner and get a loaf of bread and then stop at the dairy stall and get some interesting cheese and make sandwiches to eat. Simple and nice.

It makes me wonder what I want to do with myself and where I want to be. Oh the job hunt, I wish they would hunt me.
Every now and again I just don't like NY, but this morning I really felt that there are so many parts of it that I enjoy. I don't think I want to live here longterm, but I know that I don't want to be too far from an urban center either. A middle-sized city maybe. But, of all my uncertainties, I know I want to live near a local grocery and bakery. Wouldn't mind a cute cheese shop either.

What else.

I had a very full day at the Museum the other week. We had a family program and expected about 30 people, but instead got 6. I was nervous to work with adults, but i think it went alright. I co-teached with the other intern and that was an interesting experience since we have somewhat different styles. Then we had a professional development session where we introduced private school teachers to the museum and its resources. I really enjoyed working with them, they brought a range of interesting points of view and seemed to enjoy the tour. The best part was the artmaking session, where the teachers made etchings inspired by the museum exhibitions and created prints. I was the inker, helping them paint the etching glass, pretty fun stuff.

I also had a Holocaust day. Wooooh. I did an observation at the MJH downtown, following a group of 7th graders. It was pretty shocking to learn that these kids hadn't heard of the Holocaust before, had no concept of it. But then, they didn't seem to know about Columbus sailing the ocean blue either. Their teacher had wanted them to come to the museum to learn about Jewish culture because there is a lot of conflict between their community and the Hasidic community nearby. It was hard to see that the graohic images and exhibitions in the museum didn't seem to effect the students, but i think it was a good experience. Sometimes it can be so hard to share something that you're passionate about, and not get the response you want. I think especially with the field of peace education, when I feel it's so important an meaningful, I have to know that others won't feel that way at all, and accept it or learn other strategies. I was impressed with how the museum educator dealt with the students' disinterest and sometimes harsh questions. She always tried to relate back to the students' experiences.

Oh yes, and this blog post's title. The other day I was having lunch with some IHousers, internationals. One guy asked what a pun is, and I said it's a funny play on words. Then he said, he had thought it was a chess peace. I told him, that was a pawn. But, he asked, what do you put on a fishing hook to bait it? A prawn, I said. Such an IHouse moment. Punny.