174.8 Comments on Comments

Even though I don't often comment on comments that I get from readers, but I do want to say that I love getting comments. When I blog, I am writing to individuals in my mind, people I know who read my blog, and I'm writing to all those potential readers who may stumble onto this blog about weight loss.

Yesterday I really appreciated both the comments I received. My daughter gently reminded me that I had just written about The Little Engine That Could and that I should remember the phrase, "I think I can, I think I can". Since she was raised on that story, it made me feel great that it had resonated with her and her pointing out the fact that I had written about determination really hit home. And my sister Priscilla also wrote to encourage me. She's done so well managing the maintenance piece of weight loss over many, many years and her corroboration that this is a continual undertaking helps me put it in to perspective and to get on with it.

So I'm back at it, will keep at it, and know that there is no other option for me but to stay aware, weigh myself everyday, and eat wisely and with consciousness. Onward and downward!

209.4 My ESL Experience

Tomorrow I go back to Paradise Valley Community College to tutor my students who are trying to learn to speak English well.  I blogged about them once before.  (See 9/03/09.)  They are an amazing group of folks from many different countries.  Each week when I go, I have to prepare a reading lesson and a conversation lesson.  The conversation lesson is easier for me.  Once I get them started, they love to talk, which is the point!  I spend a lot more time on the reading lesson.  At their suggestion, we've read about Arizona, soccer, baseball, idioms, dealing with medical problems over the phone, and many more topics.  It's fun, and I've learned a lot along the way.

I haven't been with my group of ESL students for three weeks and before that I had met with them only twice.  So,  I am looking forward to reconnecting with them.  Each person in the class has such a unique and interesting story about why they are in the US, why they happen to be in Phoenix, Arizona, and how they happened to find their way into my class.  The stories of what their lives entailed before coming to this country are also fascinating.  Many are highly educated, were professionals in their communities, and studied English for many years before coming here.  Others were not so lucky and are scrambling to learn English so they can get established here.  One common denominator they all share is that they knew someone in this community before they arrived.  I think that is common to the history of most who arrived in this country as immigrants.  Someone they had a connection with was already here to help them get started.

As I wrote in an earlier blog, I am so impressed with the determination and hard work that these people represent.  We all have immigration in our personal history if we go back far enough, and in some cases, we don't have to go back very far at all.  I am really looking forward to tomorrow.