First. Somebody vidded clips from the first series of Sherlock to the tune of "I'll Make A Man Out of You" from Mulan. Fandom, when not crazy, can be a magical, magical place. ♥
Second. I think that this is quite possibly one of the busiest semesters I've ever had. I begin student teaching on Thursday. I will be collaborative teaching with another student from my program, and we've been assigned a class of seven Chinese undergraduates. Part of last week and this have/will be spent coming up with icebreaker activities and a needs analysis; it makes sense that we find out what they want to learn/are currently struggling with before we plot out any extensive lesson plans. I'm excited and quite a bit nervous. The atmosphere is meant to be relaxed -- these kids are coming in voluntarily; they want to improve their skills -- and my partner and I are not expected to keep formal grades. Still. I'm so fortunate in that my practicum adviser makes herself available to field questions/give suggestions pretty much whenever we need her. I really appreciate having that support system, especially my first time out. I have a follow-up meeting at the VIC on Wednesday. I will prepare a rough strategy for where I think the Center is capable of going, but I have decided not to exhaust myself with preparations. I honestly think that this is going to be a situation where I have to sit down with this guy and tell him that, based on the parameters he's given, his expectations for a new ESL program are just not practical. I'll be happy to suggest ways in which I think the program could be expanded and initialized. Whether or not those plans end up including me remains to be seen.
Third. I'm so happy with how my first scarf is turning out. You can't tell from the picture, but the read-out on that tape measure is a little more than two-and-a-half feet. It's not the prettiest thing, sure, but it's mine and I made it and I'm for sure going to wear it.
Fourth. MY SHOWS ARE BACK TONIGHT. Todd and I are going out for reuben sandwiches when he gets back from class. He also suggested we try to write a murder-mystery novel while we're at it. I told him that, while I'd love to write a novel, handcuffing him to the car would probably be more feasible. (Gah. Just look at how gorgeous they are. I can't even deal.)
Second. I think that this is quite possibly one of the busiest semesters I've ever had. I begin student teaching on Thursday. I will be collaborative teaching with another student from my program, and we've been assigned a class of seven Chinese undergraduates. Part of last week and this have/will be spent coming up with icebreaker activities and a needs analysis; it makes sense that we find out what they want to learn/are currently struggling with before we plot out any extensive lesson plans. I'm excited and quite a bit nervous. The atmosphere is meant to be relaxed -- these kids are coming in voluntarily; they want to improve their skills -- and my partner and I are not expected to keep formal grades. Still. I'm so fortunate in that my practicum adviser makes herself available to field questions/give suggestions pretty much whenever we need her. I really appreciate having that support system, especially my first time out. I have a follow-up meeting at the VIC on Wednesday. I will prepare a rough strategy for where I think the Center is capable of going, but I have decided not to exhaust myself with preparations. I honestly think that this is going to be a situation where I have to sit down with this guy and tell him that, based on the parameters he's given, his expectations for a new ESL program are just not practical. I'll be happy to suggest ways in which I think the program could be expanded and initialized. Whether or not those plans end up including me remains to be seen.
Third. I'm so happy with how my first scarf is turning out. You can't tell from the picture, but the read-out on that tape measure is a little more than two-and-a-half feet. It's not the prettiest thing, sure, but it's mine and I made it and I'm for sure going to wear it.
Fourth. MY SHOWS ARE BACK TONIGHT. Todd and I are going out for reuben sandwiches when he gets back from class. He also suggested we try to write a murder-mystery novel while we're at it. I told him that, while I'd love to write a novel, handcuffing him to the car would probably be more feasible. (Gah. Just look at how gorgeous they are. I can't even deal.)