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Showing posts with label introduction. Show all posts

Thursday, August 7, 2008

a new blog

I've started a new blog to chronicle my forays into public-school teaching: Little Green Apple. Perhaps, it's due to studying differentiation, tiering and grouping; perhaps, it's spaghetti-ing. So far it has some sexy book reviews. (I have a friend who teaches journalism who says the key to marketing is "sexy".)

Due to this teaching gig, I spent four hours yesterday (emailing, calling and faxing Japan, Vancouver, Boone and DC). I have to get people to fill out work verification forms, and a lot of people are on vacation. Good times!! I remind myself that I'm jumping these hoops for a job rather than the possibility of a job. It's worth it. Unlike filling applications that take over two hours and then not even to get a call back.

I'm meeting my team teacher at Panera for lunch. I'm excited. I asked the Chief what I should wear. She resisted rolling her eyes and said, "Jeans or shorts. It's casual." A lot rides on our relationship.

I'm busy whiddling away at ideas and the curriculum. I read "Rikki-Tikki-Tavi" last night. I love that story, and it's blatant propaganda for the Raj.

I had a the best run last night; I had to stop myself. I felt as if I were wading in luke-warm vegetable beef soup due to the humidity. But, the moon was good company with his cheshire grin. I need to plan some kind of cross-training. Does weight-training count?

Friday, June 6, 2008

new venue

Due to exasperation, I'm checking out the blogging here. It's nostalgic: it brings back memories of blogging in my green chair in my apartment in Marpole. Ah, the good ole days.

The closest thing to excitement today: buying a heirloom tomato plant and cucumber plant and agreeing to an internship in chronological order. We visited our family friend who had surgery Wednesday. I called a ton of businesses to see who is hiring. A lot of chains only have online hiring. My MBA sister was discussing the extreme genius and efficacy of HR. I told her I thought HR is the devil's spawn.

Perseverance: If I can just hang on, I'm getting a Our Lady of Guadalupe candle soon from a spontaneous fan of my faux Catholicism.

Pet peeve: People who drive SUVs complaining about gas prices. Irony, anyone?