First, I swerved to the right. The virus past to my left. Then, I dodged a stray cough by ducking the liquid particles clinging ever so softly to wind protruding from the enemy’s mouth. To be careful, I took my magic brew of “airborne” constantly and slept well (at least 8 hours) in a attempt to avert certain tragedy.
So what was the final blow? Was it borrowing the book of one of the contagious enemy? Was it my attemp to converse with the TA mute with larengitis (and yes, I know, but no comments on spelling). Perhaps, I just drank after the wrong person at the water fountain… Okay, I did stay up to 1:00 am on Saturday reading Harry Potter, and then woke up at 7:30 am to make it to early service…but that’s besides the point.
Nevertheless, I have a runny nose, a sore throat, and now a stuffy chest. To add insult to injury, I’m talking like 60 year old smoker…who was an alto lounge singer to begin with.
Luckily, I have the night off. I have a fieldtrip tomorrow, and most of Wednesday is planned! Hip, Hip, Hooray! I do need to take the tape off the reconstructed pottery, so it can be recoonstructed again, and I do need divide my 50 lbs of clay into smaller pieces, but that shouldn’t take too long.
How is everyone else doing? I miss getting emails! I know that the lil’ sis has a cold too, but I don’t know how to blame my cold on hers. Those of you who are well and happy have no excuse but to write.
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JoeyGirl Says:
July 25th, 2007 at 2:48 am
Lil’ sis is up at 4:30 in the morning because she was so tired she went to bed at 8 last night…however, she’s thinking that it’s about time for a “mid-morning” nap. She also thinks it is time to stop speaking about herself in third person.
Hi, sister dear. I’m sorry you got a cold, too. I’m going to try very hard to get over mine before I come see you next week. In the meantime, good news. We have another English teacher! He’s a boy who is getting married in a week. It seems we agree, for the most part, on educational/Englishy things, so I’m a happy camper!
Monday, July 23, 2007
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Session 1…Session 2
Hi friends,
I stop here for a pause… a time of reflection… a time for sleep. Yes, it’s Sunday evening at 9:00, and I’m going to bed very soon.
Session 1 ended with the sounds of CTY graduation. These sounds do not include pomp and circumstance… No, that would be too easy. The sounds of CTY graduation are those of groans and cries of agony. These sounds all have to do with the History of Disease classes producing their short plays for the entertainment at graduation. This Friday, the students produced one play on the Civil War and medicine…during which many a student lost a fake limb, and then they produced a second called “The story of Typhoid Mary,” which was funny but terribly ’scatological.’
Speaking of the word ’scatology,’ it’s my word for the weekend. This weekend involved much playing of speed scrabble. I must thank Chris for reminding me during the course of the game that without an “e” escatology is something to be ashamed of. However, I must say if your opponent decides to play speed scrabble in Latin half way through the evening, it’s rather intimidating. However, I never lost to someone playing me in Latin….
This weekend also included my first attempt at being “cruise director.” In past years, one member of the staff always to upon themselves the task of planning some weekend activities. I decided to give it a shot. I chose mini-golf for this weekend…1. b/c I like it and 2. b/c I had a free game. My outing was a mixed success. Only 4 people showed up, but they were 4 awefully wonderful people. So I suppose it works out in the end. Next week, I was trying to get people to go to Philly with me to see King Tut, but I guess it might be too expensive b/c nobody seems to want to go.
So today, the new day dawned, and I had to work registration tables at 9:30 am for all the new students coming in. My old students have showered me with love and support, but now my new students are looking at me with a mix of interest and doubt. It should be interesting. My TA, Nate, says that the guys aren’t that interested in archaeology. If that’s the case, why did they take the class?
In the meantime, I haven’t gotten to church today. I didn’t realize how much I would missed it. Even meeting with a group of believers you don’t know is a time of refreshment and worship. Having to work this morning, just left me drained. On the up side, I started reading the book, “Irresistible Revolution.” It’s truly been “irresistible.” That book has literally been hounding my tracks. First, all my house church friends were saying “read it, read it…” Then, I heard about the fire in which the author of the book lost all of his belongs in June. (By the way, go to ‘http://www.thesimpleway.org/’, to donate money to rebuild the old warehouse that was Shane Claiborn’s home and a place for under-priviledged kids to go to after-school programs.) Third, I stopped at a Barnes and Noble for a “potty emergency” (you see scatological topics pop up all over the place), and when I came out of the bathroom, there the book was. There were at least 10 of them on the religion table so I bought one, and now I’m reading it. I’ve finished the first couple of chapters on Mother Teresa, Wheaton College, and Willow Creek, and his sumation of life at Wheaton College is pretty dead on. As for Willow Creek Community Church, it reminds me of an opportunity I had to work with the youth once while at Wheaton, but I didn’t do it b/c I had too much crappy (scatological?) baggage. It’s been kinda a sore point in my soul for a couple years now.
Well, one lives in learns…hopefully. If you have a chance, pray that my health stays good and that I make good decisions and that I show integrity and the love of God. With that good night, good luck, and thanks for all the fish….
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JoeyGirl Says:
July 17th, 2007 at 3:39 pm
Your welcome.
Isn’t it eschatology? So you might have been in trouble anyway, without an H.
Patrick and Micci both beat me in Scrabble the other night, but I regained dominance with a score of 300 on Sunday.
I think you’re wonderful, and I wish I could have gone golfing with you.
Last but not least, I am a bad sister and a horrible person, and if you so wish, I will renounce my throne as pretty, pretty princess of Thursdays because I didn’t call you last night. However, please realize that I would then no longer be the pretty, pretty princess of Thursdays, and that would be a sad, sad thing.
Love you, bear!
jen_archaic Says:
July 18th, 2007 at 1:56 pm
Joey,
Stay the pretty, pretty princess of Thursdays! No one else could fill the role like you.
“Scatology” means dealing with doo-doo. The study of excremate. The conducting experiments with coprolites. The playing with poo.
jen_archaic Says:
July 21st, 2007 at 8:36 am
I just realized that Joanna knew what scatology meant. She was just complaining about my spelling of eschatology. Does anybody have an OED? I think there is an alternative spelling (brittish?) that allows for the spelling without an “h.” I don’t know.
JoeyGirl Says:
July 22nd, 2007 at 10:30 am
Thank you. It asssuages my pride for you to realize that maybe, just maybe, I might know what I’m talking about when it comes to spelling.
759 pages and 6.5 hours later, it is done. I finished the last HP book at 2am. I will say nothing except that she quotes both Aeschylus and the Bible during the course of it, and I appreciate it.
I stop here for a pause… a time of reflection… a time for sleep. Yes, it’s Sunday evening at 9:00, and I’m going to bed very soon.
Session 1 ended with the sounds of CTY graduation. These sounds do not include pomp and circumstance… No, that would be too easy. The sounds of CTY graduation are those of groans and cries of agony. These sounds all have to do with the History of Disease classes producing their short plays for the entertainment at graduation. This Friday, the students produced one play on the Civil War and medicine…during which many a student lost a fake limb, and then they produced a second called “The story of Typhoid Mary,” which was funny but terribly ’scatological.’
Speaking of the word ’scatology,’ it’s my word for the weekend. This weekend involved much playing of speed scrabble. I must thank Chris for reminding me during the course of the game that without an “e” escatology is something to be ashamed of. However, I must say if your opponent decides to play speed scrabble in Latin half way through the evening, it’s rather intimidating. However, I never lost to someone playing me in Latin….
This weekend also included my first attempt at being “cruise director.” In past years, one member of the staff always to upon themselves the task of planning some weekend activities. I decided to give it a shot. I chose mini-golf for this weekend…1. b/c I like it and 2. b/c I had a free game. My outing was a mixed success. Only 4 people showed up, but they were 4 awefully wonderful people. So I suppose it works out in the end. Next week, I was trying to get people to go to Philly with me to see King Tut, but I guess it might be too expensive b/c nobody seems to want to go.
So today, the new day dawned, and I had to work registration tables at 9:30 am for all the new students coming in. My old students have showered me with love and support, but now my new students are looking at me with a mix of interest and doubt. It should be interesting. My TA, Nate, says that the guys aren’t that interested in archaeology. If that’s the case, why did they take the class?
In the meantime, I haven’t gotten to church today. I didn’t realize how much I would missed it. Even meeting with a group of believers you don’t know is a time of refreshment and worship. Having to work this morning, just left me drained. On the up side, I started reading the book, “Irresistible Revolution.” It’s truly been “irresistible.” That book has literally been hounding my tracks. First, all my house church friends were saying “read it, read it…” Then, I heard about the fire in which the author of the book lost all of his belongs in June. (By the way, go to ‘http://www.thesimpleway.org/’, to donate money to rebuild the old warehouse that was Shane Claiborn’s home and a place for under-priviledged kids to go to after-school programs.) Third, I stopped at a Barnes and Noble for a “potty emergency” (you see scatological topics pop up all over the place), and when I came out of the bathroom, there the book was. There were at least 10 of them on the religion table so I bought one, and now I’m reading it. I’ve finished the first couple of chapters on Mother Teresa, Wheaton College, and Willow Creek, and his sumation of life at Wheaton College is pretty dead on. As for Willow Creek Community Church, it reminds me of an opportunity I had to work with the youth once while at Wheaton, but I didn’t do it b/c I had too much crappy (scatological?) baggage. It’s been kinda a sore point in my soul for a couple years now.
Well, one lives in learns…hopefully. If you have a chance, pray that my health stays good and that I make good decisions and that I show integrity and the love of God. With that good night, good luck, and thanks for all the fish….
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JoeyGirl Says:
July 17th, 2007 at 3:39 pm
Your welcome.
Isn’t it eschatology? So you might have been in trouble anyway, without an H.
Patrick and Micci both beat me in Scrabble the other night, but I regained dominance with a score of 300 on Sunday.
I think you’re wonderful, and I wish I could have gone golfing with you.
Last but not least, I am a bad sister and a horrible person, and if you so wish, I will renounce my throne as pretty, pretty princess of Thursdays because I didn’t call you last night. However, please realize that I would then no longer be the pretty, pretty princess of Thursdays, and that would be a sad, sad thing.
Love you, bear!
jen_archaic Says:
July 18th, 2007 at 1:56 pm
Joey,
Stay the pretty, pretty princess of Thursdays! No one else could fill the role like you.
“Scatology” means dealing with doo-doo. The study of excremate. The conducting experiments with coprolites. The playing with poo.
jen_archaic Says:
July 21st, 2007 at 8:36 am
I just realized that Joanna knew what scatology meant. She was just complaining about my spelling of eschatology. Does anybody have an OED? I think there is an alternative spelling (brittish?) that allows for the spelling without an “h.” I don’t know.
JoeyGirl Says:
July 22nd, 2007 at 10:30 am
Thank you. It asssuages my pride for you to realize that maybe, just maybe, I might know what I’m talking about when it comes to spelling.
759 pages and 6.5 hours later, it is done. I finished the last HP book at 2am. I will say nothing except that she quotes both Aeschylus and the Bible during the course of it, and I appreciate it.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
I have a moment…
I have a moment, so I’m saying hi to whomever is reading. Tonight, I don’t have to teach during study hall, my evaluations for my students are almost done, and my novel just happens to be a good breaking point, so it isn’t difficult to take a moment to write a note.
Unfortunately, I have nothing to write about. This could be a problem, but it justifies my category: “Talking about nothing.” Considering I wrote 14 evaluations this week, I would say I have quite a bit practice at “talking about nothing.” Each evaluation is one page long, single spaced. Honestly, I have so many assignments that it’s usually not hard to write my evals. It does mean that I grade constantly. Actually, that is on my to-do list, so I better continue working.
This weekend is intersession, so hopefully there will be more time then!
p.s. I’m learning how to juggle…finally!
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JoeyGirl Says:
July 12th, 2007 at 12:51 pm
Hello, oh purveyor of nothingness!
It always makes my day to see that you have blogged, even if it is on nothing. It’s like receiving non-junk, non-school emails. It just makes me happy.
Unfortunately, I have nothing to write about. This could be a problem, but it justifies my category: “Talking about nothing.” Considering I wrote 14 evaluations this week, I would say I have quite a bit practice at “talking about nothing.” Each evaluation is one page long, single spaced. Honestly, I have so many assignments that it’s usually not hard to write my evals. It does mean that I grade constantly. Actually, that is on my to-do list, so I better continue working.
This weekend is intersession, so hopefully there will be more time then!
p.s. I’m learning how to juggle…finally!
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JoeyGirl Says:
July 12th, 2007 at 12:51 pm
Hello, oh purveyor of nothingness!
It always makes my day to see that you have blogged, even if it is on nothing. It’s like receiving non-junk, non-school emails. It just makes me happy.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Heads Up
As I write, another tornado makes an appearance only 30 miles away. Sweet. They seem to follow me. This might be a reason for me to remain in rural vs. urban regions.
However, it was dry enough that we didn’t have to keep the students after study hall. Study hall ends at 9:00 pm, and by that time, both students and teachers are going crazy. Tonight was a fun study hall, but I feel bad if the students have to stay past 9 for weather reasons.
Tonight we reconstructed the pots I “borrowed” from the trash-can of the art building at Miami U. The kids noticed that one whole set of dishes and platters were supposed to be for someone’s wedding. I feel sorry for the artist who went through so much work to make that set only to throw it away.
I feel slightly evil… I’ve already taught my TA the joys of breaking pottery and playing with people’s minds. These are nice hobbies to have.
Then sometimes I feel slightly out of my league. Did you know that Kepler hints at the math that Newton creates/steals about gravity (calculus)? Apparently, it’s all the news in the field of the history of math. I had an astronomer and a math genius/musician argue about the particulars for 30 minutes while I was grading my homework on how to classify buttons. Eventually, the philosophy-of-the-mind instructor jumped in, but by that time, I had lost the thread of the argument.
Now in defense of buttons, they are rather hard to classify. There are two-hole buttons and the four-hole. Some of them only have the one loop on the back, and sometimes I even throw a hook-and-eye into the sample bags to confuse students. ACK! Well, my class have more fun than most here. We spent 2 hours today making pots today, and tomorrow we’ll make stone tools. We are aboriginals. Hear us yell!
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JoeyGirl Says:
July 9th, 2007 at 9:47 am
I really think you should yawp instead of yell, to take a page out of Whitman.
Hi, sister darling! Do call me sometime. I would love to hear what you’re up to, and I want to make wild and devious plans with you for the time I spend with you in Pennsylvania and elsewhere!
But one other thing…cnn.com this morning said that Pennsylvania was closing down some parts of its government, including museums. Is this going to affect you any?
However, it was dry enough that we didn’t have to keep the students after study hall. Study hall ends at 9:00 pm, and by that time, both students and teachers are going crazy. Tonight was a fun study hall, but I feel bad if the students have to stay past 9 for weather reasons.
Tonight we reconstructed the pots I “borrowed” from the trash-can of the art building at Miami U. The kids noticed that one whole set of dishes and platters were supposed to be for someone’s wedding. I feel sorry for the artist who went through so much work to make that set only to throw it away.
I feel slightly evil… I’ve already taught my TA the joys of breaking pottery and playing with people’s minds. These are nice hobbies to have.
Then sometimes I feel slightly out of my league. Did you know that Kepler hints at the math that Newton creates/steals about gravity (calculus)? Apparently, it’s all the news in the field of the history of math. I had an astronomer and a math genius/musician argue about the particulars for 30 minutes while I was grading my homework on how to classify buttons. Eventually, the philosophy-of-the-mind instructor jumped in, but by that time, I had lost the thread of the argument.
Now in defense of buttons, they are rather hard to classify. There are two-hole buttons and the four-hole. Some of them only have the one loop on the back, and sometimes I even throw a hook-and-eye into the sample bags to confuse students. ACK! Well, my class have more fun than most here. We spent 2 hours today making pots today, and tomorrow we’ll make stone tools. We are aboriginals. Hear us yell!
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JoeyGirl Says:
July 9th, 2007 at 9:47 am
I really think you should yawp instead of yell, to take a page out of Whitman.
Hi, sister darling! Do call me sometime. I would love to hear what you’re up to, and I want to make wild and devious plans with you for the time I spend with you in Pennsylvania and elsewhere!
But one other thing…cnn.com this morning said that Pennsylvania was closing down some parts of its government, including museums. Is this going to affect you any?
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