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Three people showed up for my Intermediate English class last night.

One of them was the belligerent Jordanian whom I do not like.

Another was a young woman who’s a full-time student at Dutchess Community College and has two kids under the age of three.

The third was Tony whom I adore.

Down four people in two weeks.

Down from an all-time high of 14.

I attribute this most recent attrition to the DACA rescind. I’d heard way back in November that the Trump administration planned to use the Dreamer data to go after the Dreamer parents. Most of the students in my class were undocumented refugees, economic and political, from Mezo-America. Understandably, they’d like to keep a low profile. In fact, they’d like to be invisible.

Lois Lane – to her credit – refuses to collect any kind of personal info at all on people who use the Literacy Center’s services. So far, New York State has tolerated this. Cuomo and Schneiderman are actually bringing a suit on behalf of the Dreamers.

(And I will say here that while I have mixed feelings about Cuomo personally, he has proven to be a very able administrator as Governor of New York State. I am thinking he’d be a strong Democratic POTUS candidate in 2020.)

Sooner or later, one imagines, some bureaucrat is gonna crack down, though. That personal info is a requirement under the various types of state grants through which the Literacy Center supports itself.

“It’s not worth my time to continue doing this,” I told Lois Lane after the class was over.

“I know,” she sighed.

“Adelina doesn’t really need this. She can do ESL through Dutchess. I’ve talked to Tony. He wants to be an electrician. He could do that through Dutchess. But he needs to improve his reading and writing skills to take classes there. I want to do one-on-one tutoring with Tony and stop teaching this class.”

“Sounds like a good plan to me,” said Lois Lane. She looked sad, though. “But what about Bilal?”

“What about Bilal?” I said.

And we both laughed.

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In other news – This is actually funny in one of those It-should-have-happened-to-someone-else kinds of ways…

The problem with the car was a very easy fix.

But my check engine light was on.

My check engine light goes on and off a lot. I always figure it’s something having to do with my gas tank cap.

This time, though, the check engine light had been on for two weeks. I’m very paranoid about this car because many, many cars have crashed and burned on me before because I have a tendency to neglect maintenance.

Maintenance and upkeep are not among my strong points.

So I told the guy at Makem Begfer Mercy Auto to run a diagnostic on the check engine light.

And when he called back, his voice was grave and concerned. “It’s a vapor leak,” he announced. “But we won’t know where the vapor leak is until we run a smoke test.”

“A smoke test?” I screeched feebly.

“It’s the only way,” he said.

All righty, then! Smoke test it is!

A hundred dollars later, he called me back again. “The smoke test allowed us to diagnose your problem!”

“Which is… ?”

“Your gas cap was loose.”

You greedy fuckers, I wanted to scream. You couldn’t have tried tightening the gas cap first?

It’s kind of embarrassing to live in a world where $100 is a significant sum of money.

But, you know. My life is what my life is.

A few short years ago, $100 would have been a make-or-break sum of money. At least it isn’t that anymore.

Really. All you can do is laugh.

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And as if to reaffirm my ascent into a Real Human Girl-hood again, yesterday’s mail brought me three new credit card offers!

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I went for another long hike. This time on the grounds of the old James Roosevelt holdings that were not sold to developers of mobile home parks:



This part of the Hudson Valley was once famous for its apple orchards.

You still find a few ancient apple trees around here and there.

Flying the flag come harvest time.

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lifeinroseland
Sep. 13th, 2017 02:40 pm (UTC)
I thought I'd missed the bit about Bilal, but I'd just forgotten lol.

My student I despised the most (this man's every other comment made my blood boil) ended up sending me a long appreciative email from Spain, when he realized all the ways I'd "unlocked the language for him." So I forgave him. But MAN. Some people. I don't care if you think you are or indeed are smarter than me; here you have to LISTEN TO ME.
mallorys_camera
Sep. 13th, 2017 02:56 pm (UTC)
Bilal is a total pain in the ass. I get that this aggressiveness is a cultural veneer that has nothing to do with his Niceness As a Human Being.

But I don't want to have to deal with it!

And since this is a volunteer gig, I don't have to! :-)
cah1470
Sep. 13th, 2017 02:41 pm (UTC)
UGH!!! just ugh on the blood suckers. It drives me crazy we can't seek assistance when necessary and then pay what is due. Instead we are circled by predators who find new and artful ways to charge without providing assistance. $100 is lunch money for both my sons, a weeks worth of gas, and a weekly trip to the farmers market. Also a lot of my friends have to work 10 hours just to make $100. Just saying...

Edited at 2017-09-13 02:42 pm (UTC)
mallorys_camera
Sep. 13th, 2017 02:57 pm (UTC)
Like I said, $100 is a significant sum to me!

I am looking for a new mechanic. :-)
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