Curious about everything.
I’m here to let you know that I haven’t figured it out yet and I don’t know if I’ll be able to figure it out in the foreseeable future. I’m trying to be okay with it, but truthfully it is very difficult.
I had nightmares about work: vivid movies wherein my students told me how much they hated me.
It was never that I wasn’t able to pick up the pieces while I was struggling, but I did already have my hands quite full and that made for slow work.
We painted our posters and took to the streets, chanting loudly and passionately, thinking (naively perhaps) that things might change.
Not feeling sick I've convinced myself that I must be faking it - something which sends me spiraling each time I think about it.
My classroom became virtual overnight; my student's faces replaced with their unrelenting avatars staring back at me while I 'teach' at a screen.
I can be a bit of a nightmare to live with; I'm excitable, work in short bursts of energy, have a short fuse, and worst of all, I'm an introvert that masquerades as an extrovert at my job...
What ScoMo doesn't see is what is happening inside my home 'office' (which is actually one of two rooms - the dining room, or the bedroom which once belonged to my older brother).
My ominous countdown to the exams did not have the desired effect of kicking their butts into gear, instead irritating them and inviting groans of "eugh, could you not?" (I could not, not)
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.
thoughts from the first year 