My eyes are set on the road in front of me. There is nothing on this entire earth that could distract me from this now. I am a person. What do people do?
They live.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Truly great things:
These are things that make me happy, make me think, open my mind, remind me I'm loved, remind me to love, make my sadfaces go away, etc.
1. Jogging to punk rock songs.
2. Performing in any capacity.
3. Seeing friends succeed.
4. Youtube.
5. Ideas for artistic endeavors in Burlington.
6. Pizza pie!
7. Push ups (the kind where you eat the frozen treat that you have to push up and also when you make your arms stronger by repelling your body off of the ground. Both make you strong in some way)
8. Independent music, film, and public exhibition of both.
9. When people are inspired to go good things for others for whatever reason.
10. Roadtrips (they need to happen more often).
11. Days where I feel like I might be a good teacher afterall.
12. Sock hops (how did these ever go out of style?)
13. Great books in great coffee shops.
14. Finding fun activities to do that don't involve drinking, watching tv, or spending money.
15. The Burlington public library.
16. Sleepovers.
17. Marion, Iowa, and its fabulous antique shops.
18. Iowa City, and its truckload of trouble.
19. Burlington and its simmering potential.
20. The hope that I might find peace of mind one day.
- Tiger
1. Jogging to punk rock songs.
2. Performing in any capacity.
3. Seeing friends succeed.
4. Youtube.
5. Ideas for artistic endeavors in Burlington.
6. Pizza pie!
7. Push ups (the kind where you eat the frozen treat that you have to push up and also when you make your arms stronger by repelling your body off of the ground. Both make you strong in some way)
8. Independent music, film, and public exhibition of both.
9. When people are inspired to go good things for others for whatever reason.
10. Roadtrips (they need to happen more often).
11. Days where I feel like I might be a good teacher afterall.
12. Sock hops (how did these ever go out of style?)
13. Great books in great coffee shops.
14. Finding fun activities to do that don't involve drinking, watching tv, or spending money.
15. The Burlington public library.
16. Sleepovers.
17. Marion, Iowa, and its fabulous antique shops.
18. Iowa City, and its truckload of trouble.
19. Burlington and its simmering potential.
20. The hope that I might find peace of mind one day.
- Tiger
Friday, February 5, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Back from the shallow leagues
I have come back during my lunch hour to blog about my life.
Since my last post, I can't say that much has changed. I have not been attacking the world with the eager eye of a writer or English major or observant person or whatever. Aside from the periodic emotional roller coasters to which I'm prone to ride, my surroundings, my associations, my interactions, my rituals have remained entirely consistent. I've continued to teach English to (I think) the best of my ability with a moderate dose of passion in my fuel tank. Ask me later if I always spend said fuel in a day's work.
Today, students read essays I asked them to write for yesterday. Yesterday turned out to be a freezing rain-related cancellation, so nature allotted them an extra day to complete this essay. The essay was a pre-reading activity for The Scarlet Letter in which they were asked to choose a figure of today who has struggled with unwanted media attention and stigma, write about their "vice" or "sin", and tell me whether or not the media scrutiny is justified. I then had them turn the lens on themselves. The results were surprising and, in some ways, disheartening. I was surprised, given the option of sharing in front of the class for ten extra points, how many students were willing to share their personal struggles so freely. I won't go into some of the subject matter, but it truly affected me and made me re-think the "stand-and-deliver" option for this essay.
My students, as a whole, seem to struggle so much more than I did at that age. I don't know if it's prudent to draw any conclusions from this. Even if it were prudent, I don't know what kind of conclusions I could draw.
None of them, however, are pleasant.
- Tiger
Since my last post, I can't say that much has changed. I have not been attacking the world with the eager eye of a writer or English major or observant person or whatever. Aside from the periodic emotional roller coasters to which I'm prone to ride, my surroundings, my associations, my interactions, my rituals have remained entirely consistent. I've continued to teach English to (I think) the best of my ability with a moderate dose of passion in my fuel tank. Ask me later if I always spend said fuel in a day's work.
Today, students read essays I asked them to write for yesterday. Yesterday turned out to be a freezing rain-related cancellation, so nature allotted them an extra day to complete this essay. The essay was a pre-reading activity for The Scarlet Letter in which they were asked to choose a figure of today who has struggled with unwanted media attention and stigma, write about their "vice" or "sin", and tell me whether or not the media scrutiny is justified. I then had them turn the lens on themselves. The results were surprising and, in some ways, disheartening. I was surprised, given the option of sharing in front of the class for ten extra points, how many students were willing to share their personal struggles so freely. I won't go into some of the subject matter, but it truly affected me and made me re-think the "stand-and-deliver" option for this essay.
My students, as a whole, seem to struggle so much more than I did at that age. I don't know if it's prudent to draw any conclusions from this. Even if it were prudent, I don't know what kind of conclusions I could draw.
None of them, however, are pleasant.
- Tiger
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