I've been sick with a cold but I also got accepted to one of the early classes for the next semester. Stoked to be taking this class because it's 1. on language in maths and scientific education and 2. already counts for my master's degree.
I spent this week reading tons and decluttering and I learnt some knitting and found some lovely yt channels (namely AdventureDenali) and spent lots of time with Cheyenne Barton as well, journalled, spent an awful amount of money on bits and bobs, painted, cleaned and cooked well for myself.
Days went by quickly but, apart from a congested nose and heavy coughs, I felt more and more relaxed as the week went on.
I held my very first lesson (only 20 minutes) today in front of a bunch of 5th and 6th graders and it went so well that I decided to immortalize that moment in my sketchbook :))))))
A lot of the time I'm scared that becoming a teacher isn't the right thing for me, but whenever I actually have contact to students I feel amazing! Until today it was only as a secondary teacher who went around to help with questions and alike, but now I feel confident that I could lso do the other part!!!
no idea if it's my hormones, what I've seen in the news lately, the weight of living the past few years, or just because it's Judi Dench...but this impromptu performance really made me cry for a good ten minutes, no kidding.
I need to have a mental break down but I'm so stressed because I'm running out of time that i feel like i don't have time to have a mental breakdown. But i need the release. Gahhhh
Bill Nye the Science Guy was my science teacher. When he came into class we'd all chant, "Bill Bill Bill" but also, "Science Science Science". Then one day I went to class and Bill wasn't there and it turned out he was fired. I found his apartment in a massive monolithic block and we had a heart to heart chat. He broke down into tears saying, "I really liked being your science guy".
August 26, 2023 :: ugh, so much time has passed since I last posted on here and I've got quite a few things and photos to share still.
But for now, appreciate me being in the university cafeteria, which I love, and I am all by myself here, trying to rush through my paper. I need to hand this one in at the end of the month which is 5 days from today.
I'm writing about inequality in education and it is depressing but I'm currently looking into organisations and programs that counteract on the systemic failures.
my mother taught me to crochet when i was young. she was left handed, so she taught me how in the bathroom mirror so her hands would be in the right position.
she learned to crochet from her grandmother, who was right handed. her grandma was the one that originally used the bathroom mirror to teach her granddaughter properly.
i find something poetic about that. here in this bathroom mirror, through generations, we adapt to our young who have a different way of learning and interacting with the world
When a student copies an essay online instead of writing it and then painstakingly changes every word to a synonym until the text no longer makes any sense...