gannenette

so the local elementary school bells are the following tunez:

row, row, row your boat
hickory dickory dock
happy birthday
and something else unknown that i will be researching via asking my roommates who attended jew camp

its no fascist mind control anthem like the elementary schools of beer sheva, but they do burn holes in my brain none the less

also as i am now a gannenette (kindergarten teacher, thats the actual hebrew word, expect me to say it often) i want to scoop all of the ethiopian children into a bowl, sprinkle them with the half thai half israeli girl and just eat them up

lastly, upon returning the freezer box i currently live in i made myself some lunch. more precisely a chicken sandwich with some melted cheese. sounds simple right, WRONG. i had to climb to the top of the cabinets to get down this microwave safe plate that ive deemed to be TRAIF, then i had to reach to the lowest depths of the lowest cabinet to get plastic-ware so as not to disturb the sanctity of any of the kosher forks and knives that were nicely nestled into their flatware holder in their conveniently selected drawer. i was then able to make my sammie, heat and eat. obviously this isnt where the story ends. i then had to boil a mug of water for ten minutes so as to rekasher the microwave and now my dumb plate is sitting lonely and gross on the table waiting for me to clean it, but i cant because the sponges have all been classified either meat or dairy, so now i have to get up out of bed and go to the market later to purchase a third set of cleaning supplies for my traif plate.

being jewish is such a STRUGGLE sometimes

enjoy your day

Anne PE G