Whatever floats my bloat!
I am back. Yes, so is the bloat…well did it ever really leave?? I wonder. Going through the change is just as confusing as puberty was back in my early teens. Seems I am storing water everywhere for what? Is the earth going to be engulfed by flames?? Sometimes I wonder. Really, I try very hard to consider why my body does what it does. I think back to our cave dwelling days and wonder, did women ever need to bloat? Was there some survival aspect of it that escapes me now?
I just finished marking some work for my Grade 12 Academic (yes, heading to university)class. Their assignment - either make a collage representing Hamlet Act 1, or write a poem using one of these lines ( I gave them 5) to start, from Hamlet Act 1. Can you believe a kid tried to pass off a rap song as her own poem? First of all, she obviously did not know what “Frailty thy name is woman” meant because she submitted a love (and I use that word loosely) poem. Realizing that she did not know what the opening line meant I suspected that some of the more impressive language was not her own. I stuck it in google and found out there is an artist named Fatty Koo whose lyrics she “borrowed” for my assignment. Who knew. Last semester one of them took a Kenny Chesney song and pretended it was his “story”. I shake my head. And it is not as if I am a hard marker, so they can pretty well take risks and get marks for them. OY!
Had a job interview (for next school year) last Thursday. I think it went well but it will depend on the competition. It is a year round school so instead of 8 weeks off in the summer, I get 2 weeks after each quarter. I rather liked the idea of not having to pay premium prices for any trips I may take. But it is a longer commute, so if I get it, great; if I don’t there is always another job around the corner I can try for. Actually i have another interview for a different job tomorrow. Don’t think I stand a real chance as I suspect they want a Guidance specialist and I only have two of the three courses for that. (actually I am taking the second one right now). Still I like to meet different principals to see where/who I would want to work with. All will be clear by Thursday evening as they have to let us all know by then if we were successful or not. The joy of different “rounds” of jobs is that they have tight deadlines.
Next week is March break. YAY!!
My new motto: Take it all with a grain of salt, unless it makes you retain water!
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