Working nonstop. I guess I got used to a tiny amazing class last year. And used to the Northern 3.5 day work week, what with constant ped days and cancellations. And the Northern laid backedness. And a teaching load that basically consisted of 3 courses to prep.
Readjusting. Working like crazy.
Also working on research for my non-profit I'm hoping to start. The goal is to have applications sent for funding by the end of next summer, and to have the project up and running in the North by the start of the 2013-2014 school year.
Heading off the La Mauricie National Park for some canoe-camping in the wilderness (portage! animals! no bathrooms!) next week with some of the students. Should be awesome :)
Scenes, and reality from the North.
I wish more artists would do this.
Ever since I spent a year in the North, I'm amazed by how ignorant and unaware most Canadians (myself until I went there, included) are as to what reality is in the North, and on the rez.
The scenes that I miss seeing. A reality that more people need to be aware of. Not just residential schools and their effects, but the educational apartheid, the third world aspects that are present in our own backyards, the exploitation that's planned, particularly in Plan Nord (damn you, Charest)
Late summer in the North was my favorite time.
Super nostalgic.
Survived first day of classes.
Oh, to be on this day in 2010, when everything was new, travel, and adventure (I Do NOT long for January, I assure you)
I just discovered a batch of gorgeous pics of Smokey Hill I never uploaded, anywhere, on my old cell phone. When I get down to the Townships and pick up my memory card reader, will edit it.
Estimated time of arrival: 8:05 AM
Minutes spent on lunch break: 20
Minutes spent held hostage in staff room by giant spider: 8
Current time: 1:45.
+: First month of Sec 1/11 History and LA is planned.
I now work at a school with a functioning photocopier. Movin' up.
Rearranged books on bookshelf in an organized, functional manner
Disposed of giant container of used syringes discovered in my desk
No more science stuff or old beeshives in my classroom.
Giant spider did not attack me.
Finally know what to do first few weeks of Ethics class.
Much Moccasion Joe coffee consumed.
-: Aforementioned bookshelf collapsed, spewing forth books everywhere.
Giant spider is on the loose.
Am blogging instead of working.
History 4? Not planned. Stressing stressing stressing.
Cannot figure out what to do in first Media V classes.
Have yet to write 5 sets of introductory letters to parents.
