Zusak paints a picture of a town that reminds me so much of my own; it is multi-faceted, ugly, dangerous, miserable and beautiful all at once. The host of characters we are introduced to via each Ace provide the reader with insights into suburban Australian life: it's not always idyllic, often it is marred with poverty, domestic violence and trauma.
Author: thoughtsfromthefirstyear
29. Cat + Dog Parent. Friend to bugs, books and buds. Taurus (stubborn). Sporadic writer. Frequent crier.
I'm a former High School English Teacher and am currently studying a Masters of Creative Writing.
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Year Nine are writing poetry at the moment. Wrote this with them today as a sly hint to stop yelling while we read together. It didn't work.
thoughts from the troughs
It's nearly 10pm on Friday night, and I have been staring at the screen typing and subsequently deleting a sad-sack blog post about how hard this job can be. Each time I get started, I feel the negativity starting to snowball and a little twang of guilt gnawing at me, so I stop. I'm trying… Continue reading thoughts from the troughs
thoughts from the fall
Oh how the mighty have fallen. I can't even be bothered to find an appropriate quote to go with this blog post, that's how low I've sunk ... Isn't it always the way? You let your guard down for two minutes and the rug gets pulled from underneath you so swiftly. This is all a… Continue reading thoughts from the fall
thoughts from the back of the classroom
I'm going to let you guys in on a secret: sometimes I have no idea what I'm talking about.
thoughts from cyclone Tracy
I don't care what you think unless it is about me. Kurt Cobain Hands up those in the room who feel responsible for things they're not responsible for. I'm one of those people that always feels a little on edge when things are going wrong as if, in some weird way, shit's hit the fan… Continue reading thoughts from cyclone Tracy
thoughts from Christchurch
Earlier this week, in my Year 12 class I was chatting with a couple of girls who were talking about all the places they would one day visit: "Paris," one of the girls said, "I'd really love to go to Paris." "No," the other replied, "no. They don't like people like us there." By people… Continue reading thoughts from Christchurch
thoughts from the first year
Though there is still a bit over a week left in 2018, the teaching year is officially done and dusted. This year has been a wild ride made up of deep troughs and steep peaks and I think I am becoming more deft in navigating both. While I know that I have much still to… Continue reading thoughts from the first year
thoughts from the chiro’s office
Yes I am ill / Yes, I cannot get my balance / Yes I get carried away in the breeze like a feather / It doesn't matter / Let it go / Give me love / Give me vertigo- Kate Miller-Heidke, Vertigo It's nearly the end of the school year, nearly time for the six… Continue reading thoughts from the chiro’s office
thoughts from magic mountain*
there are two kinds of people in this world: people who have no idea what they're doing and liars
thoughts from the first year 