put me in coach!

today was special. went to ulpan as usual. doing well there. i really think that if i try hard enough, i'll be fluent by the time i leave. or at least close. i just need to get good enough speaking to israelis and not just cop out with english. after ulpan, al and i met jade and jen for lunch at this amazing falafel place near our house. basically, the guys in there give you a pita with hummus and you put the rest in yourself. as many falafel, chips, and fixin's that you desire. the guy that runs the place is hilarious too. while most places don't really speak english, this guy wouldn't let us speak any hebrew to him because he is learning english.

after lunch, al and i booked it home to get ready for our FIRST DAY OF WORK AT ORANIM! our cab driver, yaacov, picked us up around 3PM and drove us to the office about 45 mintues away (w/ traffic). we finally met our boss, coach. he has a real name, but i'll never use it. he is now and forever will be 'coach', so henceforth he will be referred to as such.

basically, we called birthright applicants and conducted phone interviews. it was actually really amazing. the office and the workers are so laid back and friendly. i got to talk to some pretty cool people on the phone and at the office, like mayaan (who actually handled my staff postion on birthright when i signed up for ISC). it reminded me of my interview and what i was thinking about in the months before my birthright. and i thought about the person that conducted my interview and what they must have been going through. it must have been similar to what i'm going through now. i wonder...

the coolest part is that oranim pays for our transportation, fed us pizza, and pays us 28 sheckles an hour (which apparently isn't bad). whatever, a job is a job and i LOVED it. plus, coach is fucking hilarious. coolest boss.

yaacov picked us up at 11PM to take us back (late night shift since we're calling the states in the afternoon there). the entire way home, yaacov had us peeing in our pants laughing. he kept calling ramla 'big shit'. i almost died. i really am looking forward to continuing work there.

so al and i are volunteering at ramla TV tomorrow. i have no idea what to expect since we didn't visit there, but i'm sure it's a dream. then we'll meet abram at the beach in tel aviv because he leaves to go back to the states soon. more tomorrow. laila tov.

love,

sally