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Gmorning. HELL: Those Who Hold Desk Jobs Willingly Liars Republicans Religious Right Homophobes River Styx Corporate America River Phlegyas The Wrathful and Violent Rapists Special HEAVEN: Democrats The Truthful Grassroots America Environmentalists Civil Rights Advocates River ... The Good One! Lovers River Something Else Good Parents Pacifists Children I just used the hell thing and put the heavenly equivalents in. This is for a project, please ignore. lol |
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| 07:38pm 06/03/2005 | ||||
gentlemen, it is my duty to inform you of one beauty though i ask of you a favor not to seek her for awhile on her own she is a creature of character and feature and no one could paint a picture of the queen of all argyle and if you could have seen her there boys, if you had just been there the swan was in her movement and the morning in her smile all the roses in the garden would bow and ask her pardon for not one could match the beauty of the queen of all argyle on the evening that i mentioned i passed with light intention through a port of our great country known for beauty and for style in a place of noble thinkers of scholars and great drinkers but above them all for splendor shone the queen of all argyle and if you could have seen her there boys, if you had just been there the swan was in her movement and the morning in her smile all the roses in the garden would bow and ask her pardon for not one could match the beauty of the queen of all argyle so at last my lads i must leave you my intention's not to grieve you for nor would i deceive you i must leave you for awhile i must find a way to gain her to court her and to tame her for i fear my heart's in danger of the queen of all argyle and if you could have seen her there boys, if you had just been there the swan was in her movement and the morning in her smile all the roses in the garden would bow and ask her pardon for not one could match the beauty of the queen of all argyle and if you could have seen her there boys, if you had just been there the swan was in her movement and the morning in her smile all the roses in the garden would bow and ask her pardon for not one could match the beauty of the queen of all argyle Gnite. |
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content| What a Beautiful Day | ||||
| 12:55am 01/03/2005 | ||||
How much better can one day get? I spent two hours this afternoon babysitting Emma, an absolutely amazing eleven month old. Being with her made me want to be a mommy in the worst way (or in the best way). We wandered around downcom, playing with furniture and the soda fountain and listening to a bennie on his guitar. She fell asleep in my arms, I still have drool on my shirt. I couldn't have been happier. Maternal instincts are overpowering. Second best moment was someone asking if she was mine. Then tonight, talking to Kori. Jokingly brought up MR transportation for March. She said she prolly could, pending mother's approval. I was floored. Asked Liz, she said no but maybe next month! MAYBE NEXT MONTH! Then I asked Scott... SUCCESS!!! Life is so sweet. I'll be inducted this March. Hallelujhah. Gnite. |
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happy| Capricious and Cruel | ||||
| 12:24am 27/02/2005 | ||||
Updates on life... Auditions were Wednesday night. Thought I did great, Kirk seemed interested in me. No callback, for any of the 50ish parts (about 40 of which are for women). Parts were posted tonight, and only Tom and Gabe got anything out of the crew, which is rather sad. In other news... Kung Pow! again. Helen's bday. Saw Constantine in theatres. So that's what the fuss is about. I started crying during it, which thankfully no one saw. I hate Christianity. I just honestly do. ::sighs:: Gabriel was beautiful, in the offbeat way I love. Speaking of beauty... Oh. my. god. I can't say more than that here. Private post will continue the sentiment. Just gonna finish that and then bed, I think. Oh, and my sched is posted in the other journal, which has now become the location of quizzes, polls, pictures, and group-necessary info. Yee haw. Gnite. |
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rejected| Mostly Good Crap and a Rant | ||||
| 01:09am 25/02/2005 | ||||
First Children's Lit class was this morning. Sat with Lillie and Kaley. As April (the prof) put it, "This class is going to kick ass." Ovid and a paper, not too bad. First Parties... class was tonight. Zoo+Boman+politics=interesting class. We'll see what happens. I think it's gonna rock. In between and otherwise... life is good. Kung Pow is an amazing movie, and "Tapestry" is one of the better episodes of TNG. Saw both this evening. Nice convos with Duck/Robin. Roomies always blur into sig. other convos, don't they? lol... Now for the rant, because it needs to be said. Not that the person concerned is likely to read this anytime soon (I get almost no comments on my lj, and none here from him). Regardless, here goes: I CAN'T FUCKING STAND THIS!!! I thought I made my issues clear before I left, but I guess not. I can't handle this. There was more of it tonight, and I didn't say what I should have. No "Stop," no "Shut up," nothing. I just changed the subject. You know what? Not that you're reading this or anything, but the next time you say something like that you ought to have found that solution that doesn't exist right now, because otherwise I just can't take it, and I don't want to lose a good friend over it, but I feel like I have no choice... No, for anyone who can put together the pieces, I don't really care if he reads this or not. It's more for my purgation than his correction. That may come, in time, or maybe I'll just walk. We'll see what happens. Regardless, it's 1am at present and I'm in no state to ruin or change friendships. In any case, sorry for the above capslock, I hate it as much as the next chick but I needed a little bit in there. In other news, bought a tee shirt online, about Mr. Gruff the atheist goat who loves coffee more than God. It's abfab, ask me for the link if you want it. ::drools over shirt:: Gnite. |
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irate| Stuff Has Happened | ||||
| 06:19pm 23/02/2005 | ||||
Registered for Intermediate Drawing yesterday, on a tentative basis. If Kirsten doesn't like my stuff after the first few classes I'll be bumped down to Life Drawing Lab. Had my first class, that one, today (with Zoo and Max). Twas cool. Still life of any object on a table, I grabbed three copper measuring cups tied together and set them on a stool and charcoaled them. Not my fav medium, but she asked so I gave. Now we have to erase half of it and do whatever we want with that half. I'm thinking waterfall. We'll see how that goes. Due in a week. I signed up for auditions, it'll be in 2.5hrs. I only started doing the monologue yesterday, so I have today to learn the remaining 2/3 and polish it. ::deep breath:: Time to get to work. In other news, we discussed colored/flavored sexual excrements at dinner. Twas abfab. Gnite. |
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energetic| BENNINGTON!!! | ||||
| 11:18pm 20/02/2005 | ||||
Left for Benn 9am today, got here around 6 (spent several hours with a cousin of my mother's, who is fabulous but rarely seen by us). I'm already settled into the room, and it's fabulous. Everything is great. Wren's already here, along with the house chairs and some of the seniors. I'd be hanging with him right now, but I'm supposed to be working on my FWT essay, and he's visiting some off-campus friend besides. Left Jersey with a bang. IshCon '05, one-upping KatsuCon since '05!!! For those who don't understand: KatsuCon is a huge annual anime convention, right around Valentine's Day. Piston went, but none of us could afford to, and so we held IshCon in the Stormer residence (Ish is currently doing Air Force stuff, but his three brothers were all in attendance, along with quite a few others, some of whom I've undoubtedly forgotten (me, Duckie, Pat, Brian K, Kevin, Billy, Scottagain, Big Mike, Kori, Zip, Doc whose real name I'll never learn, and Brian of MR). If I've forgotten you, or you know who I have even if it's not you, reply and correct. I'd love to have attendance recorded for the glorious event. But yeah. IshCon consisted of the following events, usually occuring simultaneously: Munchkin, Magic, Lunch Money, Risk, old Nintendo games (the Ninja Turtles rock!), movies (Shaun of the Dead, Cowboy Bebop, the Weird Al movie, and many others I didn't catch), good music (mostly Flogging Molly and some band named Cake, I think). I got home from IshCon '05 at 6:30am this morning, and then started loading the car around 8:30 to leave. Best event, which happened rather spontaneously: Around 4am, after whining for quite awhile about wanting to spar, found what may have been a child's bat or vacuum cleaner attachment and started waving it around. I grabbed a hockey stick, and we sparred in a 3x15?ft hallway. Within forty five minutes, this evolved into Pat vs. world, with everyone not involved holding a two foot+ stick just in case the fight came to them. Zip was hiding in the hallway bathroom and throwing its magazines at Pat while Doc went at him with a bedframe and a pole (I kid you not). It was GLORIOUS!!! Ah, Cake. Pat sent me some of their lyrics just now: " In a seedy kareoke bar by the banks of the mighty Bosferus is a Japansese man in a buissness suit singing 'smoke gets in your eyes'... And the muscular cyborg german dudes dance with sexy French Canadians while the overweight Americans wear patriotic jumpsuits..." Can you understand the group horniness for this artist? In other news, my/Wren's bday was Thursday. I got about $150 and Farscape: Season 1 on DVD (cuz Duck is the hottest boyfriend ever!) Ooh... speaking of the hottie, he just called. ;-) Gnite. |
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| 10:40pm 16/02/2005 | ||||
When I hand her my report card, all A-'s, she would say, "You know, it might not seem like much, but that extra effort, that extra ten percent, could mean the difference between Princeton and Bennington." Then she would smile at me in a way the suggested a private in-joke. "Bennington, darling. Think about it. Lesbians." Quoth a novel Becca is/was reading. On the fone with Duck, spent the day with him (Devry). Bday's in like an hour and a half, and I don't care. Weird, no? Last year I was hysterical. Go figure... Gnite. |
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tired| Tomorrow's the Last Day | ||||
| 12:48am 15/02/2005 | ||||
Tomorrow's the last day of field work term. I enjoyed it, I was really productive. I got so much out of it. But now I just want to go home. Silly self-survey from Fastweb, because I feel like doing one. 1. What subjects do you most enjoy reading about? Genres: fantasy, scifi, classics, YA lit (scifi/fantasy/horror). Subject matter: feminist, fairy tales, the old epics (Robin Hood, King Arthur, mythology), the stories of good classic novels 2. What television or radio programs do you most enjoy? Radio: NPR's political stuff. TV: Star Trek, Stargate, Firefly (though I haven't seen enough of it), American Gladiators. 3. What are your favorite types of movies? They have to be good, classic-worthy good. Either good scifi/fantasy (Matrix, LotR, Trek/Wars), or good because it makes me feel (The Hours, Eternal Sunshine..., and What Dreams May Come are three good examples). Then there's fabulous kid flicks (Fern Gully!) 4. What are your favorite hobbies or pastimes? LARPing, creating things (schools, game worlds, people, stories, art), reading, playing with kids 5. What type of volunteer activities do you prefer? Things with children and women. (Anything with kids or kids and the arts, Fem. Pirates, PAVE) Politics, because there's nothing else to be done. 6. What subjects do you enjoy discussing with friends? Politics, hobbies, love, life, humor. 7. What subjects come to mind when you daydream? The future, being a teacher, certain individuals. 8. What have been your favorite jobs? ECC, no doubt about it. 9. What were your favorite school subjects? In high school art and English. Now that I'm at Bennington, the social sciences exclusively. 10. What are your pet peeves? Intolerance and greed (aka Republicans!) 11. If you doodle, what do you often draw? Always people, sometimes children, mostly girls 12. If you ran the world, what changes would you make? Worldwide socialist education, health care, housing, food, so that everyone has enough. Beyond this sane minimum, capitalism. True freedom of and from religion, separation of church and state. No fossil fuels, cut greenhouse gas emissions by 2/3s. Preserve what's left of the rainforest. Serious aid to fix the HIV problem in Africa. Require families to put in a request in order to have more than two children. 13. If you won a million bucks, what would you do with it? Pay off my Bennington edu, build my house with an EC school attached, pay off family debt, invest the remainder conservatively. Invest 10 or 20k for each child at birth, for college. 14. What are your favorite kinds of people? Children under age 6, geeks and gamers, extreme liberals with brains 15. How would you like to be remembered after your death? By strangers, for making the world a better place in terms of human rights and education. By those in my life, for my love for them and my generosity. 16. What are your favorite toys? Waldorf dolls, about 18" tall, absolutely gorgeous (I'm about to learn how to make my own), and everything else in a Waldorf classroom. 17. How would you describe your political beliefs? I'm so liberal that the liberals won't take me. I support socialism to provide for basic human needs and equal rights for all (yes, including homosexuals). I also believe in the potential of the communal lifestyle when occupied by the correct individuals. 18. Who do you most admire in life and why? The EC lead teachers at RVS. They're... magical. They have the Buddha kindergarten smile. 19. What tasks have brought you the most success? Working with children. Loving the people close to me. School, a lot of the time. 20. What tasks do you think you could do well that you haven't yet done? Run an EC classroom. Be a wife/mother. Something else I won't mention, heh... Yeah. That's enough of that. Gnite. |
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| 09:35pm 13/02/2005 | ||||
Life is becoming plausible. Those schools who've made hiring salaries public for early childhood lead teachers have a figure between 28 and 40k (the latter being in Anchorage! Can I live with you, Becca? lol), typically in the low to mid 30's, with additional pay for higher edu. than they're requiring and years of experience. I could have two master's degrees (MAT and MSTe) by 2013. Not bad, right? Saudade (sow-dah-day): Portuguese noun. "A yearning so intense for those who are missing, or for vanished times and places, that absence is the most profound presence in one's life. A state of being, rather than merely a sentiment." Jung (yung): Korean noun. "It represents a special feeling or relationship that one person has with another that is stronger than mere 'love'... It is a word that represents a feeling that can never die, and is unlike love in this way." Two of my new favorite words. I learned both today... My aunt and uncle are insanely rich. Huge house in New Hope, brand new with brand new furniture. Generically gorgeous, like it all came from ritzy home decor shops (probably because it all did). They pampered me nicely, unlimited long distance. Got to talk to Sos'oy and Duckie for long periods of time, and even got work done. I have a solid first page of the FWT essay, which is good. My way of writing essays is scary. I fiddle around for a bit, getting nothing out of it, then I do prewriting, then I start writing. I make a "Scraps of _" document and continually dump what I write in there and try again, and eventually something worth reading comes out. Just two days of FWT left. I'm excited to see everyone in NJ again, and equally excited about seeing my cuddlepirates again, but the thought of losing NJ for four months is kind of scaring me a little. Time to go and do stuff... Email or IM me and say hi... Gnite. |
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nostalgic| Shoulda Woulda Coulda | ||||
| 10:01pm 09/02/2005 | ||||
Ought to be doing FWT journal or essay right now. I'm not. Duck interviewed at DeVry today. I'm proud. Life is crazy, I love talking to them in a chat room... Making my life just the extra three inches more difficult, as always. There's no way to make life work out. There just isn't. Gnite. |
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| 05:02pm 07/02/2005 | ||||
News: They're back together, sort of. (If you don't know who I mean, I'm sorry.) Craziness. FWT is over (for me) in 8 days, including 2 days of weekend. I go back to Bennington College in 13 days. I'm much more optimistic about this, because I'm thinking about what I'm getting back instead of what I'm leaving behind. I'm also thinking about how to bring the 'left behinds' with me, lol. Too much crazy, not gonna be enough internet time. I just rattled off what I'll be involved with next term: ~18 credits of classes (Children's Literature; Parties, Partisans, and Participation; Other People's Worlds, SOMETHING, Mandolin) ~10hrs a week at ECC (two shifts) ~after-ECC-care for one of the boys I taught at the ECC last term (hopefully on a daily basis), and semi-regular babysitting for a few other families ~hopefully acting in a play ~volunteering for PAVE and in the Big Buddy program ~something vaguely resembling a social life Scared? I've gtg, Noah wants attention (he's 4 and I'm staying with him). Gnite. |
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| 02:04pm 02/02/2005 | ||||
Events worthy of woot: ~Was a substitute assistant teacher this morning (which is much more intense than it sounds, believe me... Ever tried being an assistant kindergarten teacher? Not so easy...) ~Went sledding for the first time since beginning high school (and yes, I am a college freshman), and probably last for awhile ~Going home for the weekend Friday (CP, lunch with Eenie, Duck's house, maybe a Marauder gettogether, time with Angie, and then back to UBE for the last nine days of my FWTing) ~almost Vday/my Bday ~Back to Bennington in EIGHTEEN DAYS!!! I MISS YOU GUYS! But yeah... can't stop smiling after the first one. Maternal urges are taking over, I'm just along for the ride... Time to end this post, enjoy my last bits of aim before visiting 5th and 6th grades. Gnite. |
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giddy| I've Reached a New Low | ||||
| 03:14pm 31/01/2005 | ||||
I've got my life planned out until at least 2015 (and no, that's not why I named this entry what I did): ~Receive my BA from Bennington in Spring 2008. ~Receive my MAT from Bennington in Spring 2009. ~Become an assistant teacher in a Waldorf preschool/kindergarten class for Fall 2009. ~Begin my part-time Waldorf certification at Sunbridge College (NY) in Fall 2010. ~By 2015: married (yes, I have thoughts about who...) with at least one child, open Waldorf preschool in home after first child is born. Now for the sad part... I went shopping with Ben on Saturday, groceries and such. I had half an hour to wander around an outdoor shopping center, and I found myself in OshKosh. There was a one piece pajama suit, size 9-12 (months), yellow with ducks for the feet, that had little ducklings embroidered on it: "Chirp! Quack! Oshkosh". It was 70% off $25. I bought it. For those of you who don't know me personally... I'm turning 19 in less than a month. I'm in college, and my boyfriend of two years right now has no job or post-secondary education (we're working on both). We are in no way close to the "buying baby clothes" phase of our shared life. I'm losing my grip... I'm at work right now. I switch host families again on Thursday, at which point I may gain proper internet access. I do have aim, but the crap version (aimexpress, no download). I'm more productive without internet at 'home', but I feel disconnected (because I am)... I want FWT to be over. I want to be with my Jersey friends and my Bennie ones at the same time. This switching home states every two-four months is killing me... Gnite. |
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| 11:08am 27/01/2005 | ||||
I moved in with my 2nd (of 3) FWT host families the night before last. They have a phone modem, only one line. I don't want to pay by the hour to tie up their phone line, and I cannot expect them to pay for me to do it, and so I am stuck using a non-AIM enabled community for maybe an hour a day, not even. I check my email, churchofrock/MR sites, blurty, beliefnet, and that's it. Yee haw... Email me at blackestduckest@yahoo.com if you need to contact me. I'll check my email more than my blurty. I love you all, and I'll be back soon! Gnite. |
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| 12:40am 25/01/2005 | ||||
WOW... No other words for the past few days. Scottagain and Duckie picked me up on Friday at 4, and we left for Camp Pine Tree in Tabernacle, to do some MR (Mystic Realms, a Jersey fantasy LARP for those who don't know). 35:25 was the PC:NPC ratio, prophesies of snowstorm in the air, and the end of the world drawing nigh. The weekend could've sucked ass, but it didn't. Let me tell you why... First of all, hats off to the NPCs this month (Pat, Kevin, Cortese, Henchcroft, Rachel, Coridan, and quite a few non-Marauder friends), for making genuinely scary NPCs. Nailing Adrian/Draco to the door of cabin 6 on Saturday night during phase two of the big battle was perhaps the single scariest moment until that point in my MR career... Second, props to Adrian/Hashem, who did something that flies so far in the face of acceptable PC behavior that it made the weekend. Granted, he's not allowed to return ever again, but the event was made memorable for it. For those who were not there: Hashem, a master wizard and mayor of Evermoore, is played by Adrian, a man I do not really know who is moving to Belgium before the next event. He's been playing for a long time, and decided to teach several PCs a lesson on his last event. He began using the subservience ritual on other masters (5th rank characters, powerhouse characters who've been in the game for three-eight years to achieve that kind of power), until by the time the original Saturday night battle was over he had maybe a dozen masters under his control. The first big battle lasted less than ten minutes, and Liz, James, Kori, Piston, Duck, and I all missed it by accident. The second one began over an hour later, when goblins and orcs began rampaging. We Marauders holed ourselves up on the porch cabin 6 with two ballistas and myself as the only healer. Our cabin was conveniently just across the path from the tavern (we lost our inn status at the beginning of this moon, long story), and so when we learned that the tavern was occupied by quite a few subservient masters, we were both in the right place at the right time and scared out of our chainmail... We eventually won, after I raised half a dozen people from the dead ("...I am bringing you back from death to again feel pleasure and pain, and death again in ten minutes when the masters strike...") After the battle, three non-Marauders, veterans all, complimented me on my performance, and quite a few Marauders echoed them at the diner. I was exceedingly proud. 2.2 status for the weekend, not bad at all... By the way, it was like a foot and a half of snow. Diner with crew (and Mum) for a few hours, then back to NE, because roads were shitty. Spent awhile with Angie, then back to UBE on Monday afternoon. That's where I am now, posting. The update now being complete, TODAY MAKES TWO YEARS! AMIN MELA LLE, QUISALAS!!! Gnite. |
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loved| 11:01pm 20/01/2005 | ||||
"i'm not different anymore a revolving door you came through" I feel like a revolving door. Everytime I think a set of friends will last forever, they fade away. Maybe it's just my imagination, but I don't feel like I'm needed or wanted... by people I thought I was going to be with for the rest of my life. Is it that I suck at picking friends, or just keeping them? That all probably has something to do with why I cling so hard to the friends I make, which is probably part of why they eventually distance themselves. It all makes sense right, in the logic of the universe... Why is it I only feel compelled to write in this thing when I feel like shit? In other news, MR this weekend. Half my friends are either NPCing or not going... It's gonna snow, 20 degrees outside, and I'll be LARPing in the woods. This is why even Bennies laugh at LARPers, isn't it? In other other news: two years for me and Duck on Monday!!! woot... Gnite. |
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disappointed| 09:11pm 16/01/2005 | ||||
Song post time... so sick of my shit i promise i'm through tempting fate you are what love is to me please tell me this isn't too little too late let's move fast, making up time would be nice i'm so sorry i put these things on ice i'm not different anymore a revolving door you came through even though you're first even if you're last it won't change that i'm not me i don't want the world to see me 'cause i don't think that they'd understand when everything's made to be broken i just want you to know who i am you don't even know who i am you left me a long time ago you don't even know who i am so what do you care if i go? one more day one more time one more sunset, baby and i'd be satisfied but then again i know what it would do leave me wishing still for one more day with you what did you think that i'd been waiting for all night to hear you cry again about her on my shoulder what did you think that i could say to you that you ain't heard i'm wondering what in the world do i know about love what did you think the night was really for except for sleeping or else that empty feeling creeping that they don't really care at all you won't wake up you're not dreaming this is all real we've been playing like we made sense of such a raw deal why'd you listen? what do we know? it only looks like we have something you don't i lost my faith in your sweet illusion where every wound heals so if you're still there let me tell you this is all real still i dreamed he'd come to me and we would spend the years together but there are dreams that cannot be and there are storms we cannot weather i had a dream my life would be so different from this hell i'm living so different now from what it seems now life has killed the dream i dreamed there's a kind of emptiness that can fill you and there's a kind of hunger that can eat you up there's a cold and darker side of the moonlight and there's a lonely side of love i look in the mirror in all that i see is a young old man with only a dream am i just fooling myself that she'll stop the pain living without her i'd go insane come on baby, don't say maybe i've gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me we may lose and we may win but we will never be here again a constant craving has always been That's enough... Gnite. |
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confused| Life and the Universe... of the FUTURE!!! | ||||
| 06:37pm 12/01/2005 | ||||
News: ~I got legs! (and I want to give them back) ~I got a father (and I want to give him back too!) ~FWT is amazing, I'm loving it. ~Seriously considering doing the 2 year Waldorf teacher training (equivalent to an MAT), which is scary. Got to reconcile that last one with everything else I'm working on over the next few years. Then there's the children thing (I mean mine by birth, not the ones I'll be teaching). Last age increment between them discussed was five years, but if I want to be home with them for the first three years that's two years out of every five for twenty years I'll be able to teach, and I don't want that. With that kind of schedule, I can't afford to take another two years off for Waldorf training. It'd have to be a summer or maybe even online thing. There's no online Waldorf yet, and given their anti-technology stance for children I don't know if there ever will be. Too much of what the students do, and so the teachers must be proficient in, would be impossible to do online: eurhythmy, visual arts (sculpture and drawing/painting), music, handworks (knitting, sewing, making things in general). Grak in general... In other news, I get to go home in two days, and I'm looking forward to seeing everyone again (in the NJ crew, not the Bennies :-( though I found out today that they're getting together this weekend too). Tomorrow's a faculty meeting, should be exciting. Yee haw... Gnite. |
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contemplative| Making Plans | ||||
| 10:15pm 11/01/2005 | ||||
Making plans for the next two weekends, looking forward to seeing Duck and Pat and Angie and everyone else. Ought to be doing my journal for FWT. I just don't feel like it right now... Read about 2hrs worth of material on Waldorf, courtesy of Cindy at the admissions office, and I'm intrigued. Right now a few things are stopping me from doing a Waldorf master's program: ~I'm already interested in the BA/MAT program at Bennington, which gives me more freedom to custom tailor my education than I'd have anywhere else. ~I am uneasy about the use of prayers/blessings in the River Valley School (and potentially at all other Waldorf schools, I am forced to assume). ~The idea that Bible stories are taught in school runs against all my beliefs about education... ~their incorporation of outdated semi-spiritual ideas (temperaments based on the four humors, that sort of thing) into teacher education If it weren't for those three details, I'd be completely sold on Waldorf. Everything else is amazing, especially in early childhood. I intend on having a Waldorf flavored classroom no matter where I wind up teaching. But those factors make me a touch wary of actually getting certification in Steiner's methods... The first one is a huge cramp. If it didn't take two years and a master's degree worth of money out of me, I'd be much more likely to join up, and then if I chose to leave it later for the other reasons I would not be losing anything. In other news... my shoulder is right now pissing me off, and I wish my legs would just run away already. I've been waiting for them to mutiny for nearly two months at this point, and I'm frankly sick of these pocket rebellions. Can't I just be an amputee and get on with my life??? I need to go, it's ten min after 10 and I have to do my journal for today (and wrap up yesterday's as well). ::sighs:: Gnite. |
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