Going Nucking Futz

            My weeklong visit at Salmon Arm Secondary School was a great experience and success. I could go on about what an “eye-opening” experience it was, and how much I learned there, but in totally honesty, it really was not all that significant. It pretty much played out how I had envisioned, with no real surprises save for the fact I was expecting to be surprised. Don’t get me wrong, I loved the experience and I am so stoked on going back for my practicum. I got along well with my sponsor teacher and we going to meet a few times soon to go over exactly what I will be teaching. The other teachers there were friendly and helpful and I got along well with the students, who warmed up to me by about Wednesday. But unfortunately, or fortunately, I have no super mind-shifting story to share. As a matter of fact, this week has been a bit void of epiphanies related to education. I guess that’s good, cause I usually get too many of them.

            I am excited to report, however, that I am way behind in my homework and struggling to keep up. I am forced to be truthful when I say it’s not really a lack of time, it is, I guess, laziness. OK, that’s a harsh word for preferring to watch Montreal vs. Toronto (3-2 for the bad guys btw Booooo), or the new Spiderman movie. But it’s more honest than making excuses like “I’m just so busy, with all that traveling, and kid’s school, and hockey, and work.” Oddly enough, it’s the little things I neglect to do: the easy stuff -like this blog entry.  I started this earnestly on Friday night, but after a few lines, I went to watch TV. Now this is unusual for me, for I hate TV. I did some stuff with the kids on Saturday, and Sunday I found out that our major paper was due for Sandra’s class on Monday, (thanks Wes) so I spent all day on that, only to totally botch it. However, this was not a total loss, for I myself wound up relearning important historical facts, such as McKinley was a weenie. It also got me back in the habit of reading a lot, which of course put me further behind in my homework. So I cranked out some poor notes on Vicky’s assigned homework, some better stuff, I hope, on Harold’s. And now I find myself overdue on Blane’s assignment, which is this simple reflection blog. Sorry Blane. However I know that deep within Blane’s unquestionable compassionate heart, he won’t penalize me too badly.