Tales from the Abu Dhabi Classroom: On Students Who Cover

Another interesting occurrence that I sometimes take for granted while at my job is my gender. Being female, I am afforded more liberties than my male colleagues. For example, when I want to enter my classroom, I simply open the door and walk through it. Before my male colleagues enter any classroom, they usually knock on the door and announce themselves. This gives the female students a chance to “cover” (or re-cover) if they so choose. What do I mean by “cover”? 

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Abu Dhabi Classroom Comedy: Where Do Babies Come From?

Phew! Things have been a bit tense and serious around here lately. Let’s take a much needed break from discussing heavier things and share some comedy. Recently on Twitter, the lovely @Lekarmasucre asked me some questions about my job. I realize that I haven’t said much about work on the blog. Most of that is by design because… Well, I’d like to remain gainfully employed. While there are many, many things I will not divulge or discuss about my job, there are still plenty of things I can and most certainly will discuss. But before I do, let me give my general disclaimer: the contents posted on Livetravelmore.com are my personal opinions and do not in any way reflect or represent the opinions or positions of my employer or the UAE government. Ahem! Now, let’s get to it…

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A Funny Thing Happened When I Aired My Dirty Little Secret

Merci. Gracias. 감사합니다. Shukran. Thank you to everyone who has reached out to me after reading my most recent posts about coping with mental illness and expat woes. Many of you have virtually held my hand and reminded me that I’m not in this alone. The thick fog and darkness are slowly giving way to clarity and light. The tears are still flowing, but I suppose there should be tears when you’re unmasking your pain.

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Something’s Missing: Saudade and Sehnsucht

In my 6 month Abu Dhabi update, I admitted to having a major meltdown and battling depression. This post is my attempt at deciphering why this shit keeps happening to me and how to overcome it. 

What I feel is beyond homesickness. I am longing for something  and/or someone missing. Koreans call it keurium (그리움), but what I feel is so much more. It’s a deep yearning and aching desire. The Portuguese have a beautiful word to perfectly describe my ailment – saudadeThe Germans also have a word for it, sehnsuchtI’m struggling with the love that remains, the love that is away, and the yearning for ideal or alternative experiences. Here’s why…

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