okay, so it’s three years later
but I’m digging this
only one of the best things about living in Germany as a elementary school kid
the Kinks (continuing musical education), lesson planning (always), surrounded by boxes (unusual), happiness (lately, constant)
Remember the time the library was packed and you came there to work on a paper and everyone was quiet and working hard and right before leaving your dorm room for dinner you had been trying to have a rad mini dance party and your computer freaked out and refused to comply so shrugged you put it to sleep and went to dinner
and then totally forgot when you went to the library with all your stuff
and booted up your computer
and this started to play at FULL VOLUME
The name Cary Grant has become synonymous with “well-dressed man.” In spite of a modest avowal that he does not understand why, he invariably heads any list of such gentlemen. Only once has Mr. Grant himself authored an article on the principles of good dress. We here reprint his timeless precepts.
“Everybody wants to be Cary Grant. Even I want to be Cary Grant!”
- Cary Grant
Have the Caledon feels tonight. Was this really already three years ago that we made this?
Good thing I’ll be skyping with Ieems soon.
[leaves this here and backs away]
THIS THIS THIS dammit
When my fifth grade students started asking me “what they got” on their book reports, I made them repeat back to me the reasons we’d discussed WHY we even did book reports. “To enjoy books. To share new books with our classmates. To learn how to communicate effectively about stories with others. To use our creative skills to think about a book in a new way. To practice giving presentations (and about things you LIKE). ETC ETC ETC”
I had a professor who in his last semester of teaching before he retired, told all of us in his classes that if we completed our work, he’d give us an automatic A. He wanted to see if that would encourage enjoyment of learning in his classes and actually improve the papers we turned in and the discussions we had in class.
I wonder what his conclusion was at the end of that semester, because I remember really enjoying the Faulkner seminar but the work for that class came after all my other “graded” classes.
I still think about Dr. W’s experiment a good deal when I’m teaching and I see the “grade panic” look on my students’ faces when they get their paper packs back.