Check out this awesome video we just watched in my Teaching Geography class. It's long, but the first 6 minutes are simultaneously hilarious and enlightening:
Let me know what you think. Maybe I'm just a geography nerd but this stuff is gold, especially with his hilarious accent.
-Laur
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Blow haaaaard
You ever meet a person who looks so good and so awesome and then he opens his mouth and he's just a bloooow haaaard? I'm listening to one of them right now. He says "I" and "me" a lot and goes off on strange tangents and to tell you the truth, as cute as he is, I'm not interested anymore. He's expressing admiration for his mother right now, and that's all fine and good but he's still a big talker.
Anywho, I don't care.
Today FESA had a cupcake sale organized by yours truly (and Adrienne, she was awesome about baking and setting up and booking the room) and it was a SMASHING SUCCESS! We made $366 for Wikondiek school in Kenya and that just makes me so happy. Part of my job description is to raise money for that school and I take pride in going the extra mile to really help them out when they are in so much need. Lindsay R says it's the best FESA bakesale to date, and that's AWESOME! Woohoo!
Now back to Bryna's house to exercise the bunnies and clean up. Not that I left it messy. Not at all, I just need to take out the garbage and collect the rest of my stuff.
-Laur
Anywho, I don't care.
Today FESA had a cupcake sale organized by yours truly (and Adrienne, she was awesome about baking and setting up and booking the room) and it was a SMASHING SUCCESS! We made $366 for Wikondiek school in Kenya and that just makes me so happy. Part of my job description is to raise money for that school and I take pride in going the extra mile to really help them out when they are in so much need. Lindsay R says it's the best FESA bakesale to date, and that's AWESOME! Woohoo!
Now back to Bryna's house to exercise the bunnies and clean up. Not that I left it messy. Not at all, I just need to take out the garbage and collect the rest of my stuff.
-Laur
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Back to school, back to school
Back to school. After 3 long, bitter months, Queens Park legislated CUPE 3903 back to work. They should have done it 4 weeks into the strike when it was crystal clear that neither side was going to budge, but I guess we can just hope that the mistake will be a lesson.
SO, yesterday morning I woke up extra early and went to class (sick to my stomach on the bus, not sure if that had to do with the early morning or the dread) and surprisingly, it wasn't so bad. Acting was nice because I saw all my friends that I had missed for so much of the strike and being together again felt natural. Afterwards I rushed to my Teaching Geography class and my spirits began to flag because usually it sucks; not the case yesterday, however. We did mapping activities for 3 hours and it rocked. Halfway through that class I opened my FirstClass email account to the most amazing and ground-shaking news: our 4-week, 20-day teaching block, the one that we're supposed to do at the end of the school year, had been cancelled. I was overjoyed because I hate my placement; my MT is a cold, unhelpful woman who dislikes me and I think probably finds me tedious. The thought of teaching in her school for 20 straight days sent me skating toward the edge of a nervous breakdown. This is fantastic. This is the best news ever.
After class we had a Town Hall meeting in the Winters college dining hall to clear up any confusion about the Ed year. It was short but full of information, and to celebrate we (being a pile of FESA members who just kept getting bigger) went to Blueberry Hill (or Blueberry Mountain, according to Steve) for dinner before Mean Girls movie night. Move night was great, and then I came home.
Today is Tuesday. I lesson planned, went to the gym, and now I'm in class watching a video that suggests that breathing is God. Ha.
I don't need God to tell me that despite my doubts, everything is going to be okay. I just need me to say it.
-Laur
SO, yesterday morning I woke up extra early and went to class (sick to my stomach on the bus, not sure if that had to do with the early morning or the dread) and surprisingly, it wasn't so bad. Acting was nice because I saw all my friends that I had missed for so much of the strike and being together again felt natural. Afterwards I rushed to my Teaching Geography class and my spirits began to flag because usually it sucks; not the case yesterday, however. We did mapping activities for 3 hours and it rocked. Halfway through that class I opened my FirstClass email account to the most amazing and ground-shaking news: our 4-week, 20-day teaching block, the one that we're supposed to do at the end of the school year, had been cancelled. I was overjoyed because I hate my placement; my MT is a cold, unhelpful woman who dislikes me and I think probably finds me tedious. The thought of teaching in her school for 20 straight days sent me skating toward the edge of a nervous breakdown. This is fantastic. This is the best news ever.
After class we had a Town Hall meeting in the Winters college dining hall to clear up any confusion about the Ed year. It was short but full of information, and to celebrate we (being a pile of FESA members who just kept getting bigger) went to Blueberry Hill (or Blueberry Mountain, according to Steve) for dinner before Mean Girls movie night. Move night was great, and then I came home.
Today is Tuesday. I lesson planned, went to the gym, and now I'm in class watching a video that suggests that breathing is God. Ha.
I don't need God to tell me that despite my doubts, everything is going to be okay. I just need me to say it.
-Laur
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