Wednesday, February 15, 2012

the five minute post

I taught school today, leaving while it was just turning light. Justin and I are finding it easier to say we're here another year, maybe another two years. When we talk about settling down, we don't think of Kuwait, but that's what we're doing right now. We're settling down in a country not our own and it is one of the oddest feelings. A little passive, to say we're staying because it is simpler than leaving and because we don't need to leave.

We would have reached that point in Wisconsin too, when it would have been easier to stay than to leave. But to feel that here is unexpected. Maybe I've been moving in that direction, letting myself be a little more passive about what comes next. Not trying to arrange so much of my life in such particular ways. Freeing myself to enjoy without planning the details. I see myself doing this in very small ways, like inviting a friend over for a lunch that isn't exciting but still fills us each. Just not trying so hard.

Or maybe trying hard at better things.

I'd planned a Valentines card decorating party for a few friends here and then we all got sick with coughs and pink eye. I called it off when it seemed no one would want to breathe our breath. I didn't want to breathe our breath! But I had put all this time into cutting out paper hearts so kids could just starting gluing and coloring. And I had cookies and treats and cheese and and and. I had a minute of self-pity, feeling ridiculous for cutting out all those stupid hearts, and then I got over it. I don't think I would have just got over it a couple years ago - not without a whine and cry because see how ready I was to give a nice little party?

Instead we got up on Saturday morning and sat our pink eyes and snotty noses around the table and ate one of the best breakfasts I'd made in a long time: pancakes with strawberries, blueberries and pomegranate seeds on top, with whipped cream. Then Claire and I opened a couple glue sticks and all the glitter glues and made a lot of sparkly little hearts.

It was great, unplanned morning. And it's been more than five minutes. 

Friday, February 3, 2012

well there you go

Kuwait held elections yesterday. Which meant that last night we listened to celebratory gunfire. It was great! I love imagining how well aimed rounds are when shot at midnight.

Here is BBC's short synopsis of the election.

And here is an opinion piece we saw in the Kuwait Times yesterday. The woman addressed the two million of us living here in Kuwait who were essentially ignored by candidates in this election. Granted, we don't vote. But we live here and consideration for our welfare and rights is a concern for the government. As long as there is oil and money in the region, there will be expats. It can be a tenuous relationship or regard between a majority expat population and a minority citizen population. That's conjecture on my part. I haven't researched or read much about the relationship between guest workers and citizens here or in the region. But I am thankful for the rights I do have in Kuwait.

And I hope the new government is wise.