Those Personal Triumphs No One Else Will Ever Understand
-
- Toon Leader
- Posts: 2446
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 11:48 pm
- Title: Actually, I'm Fred (and a monster)
- First Joined: 16 Mar 2004
- Location: Singing on Krikkit.
- Contact:
I curled my hair. I will make another triumph today and curl it to wear out in public.
Member since March 16th, 2004.
And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
- starlooker
- Commander
- Posts: 3823
- Joined: Wed Sep 27, 2006 4:19 pm
- Title: Dr. Mom
- First Joined: 28 Oct 2002
- Location: Home. With cats who have names.
-
- Speaker for the Dead
- Posts: 5185
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 6:30 pm
- Title: Age quod agis
- First Joined: 04 Feb 2002
- Location: ^ Geez, read the sign.
I emailed a professor to ask for a reference. A specific professor. One who terrifies me.
"Only for today, I will devote 10 minutes of my time to some good reading, remembering that just as food is necessary to the life of the body, so good reading is necessary to the life of the soul." -- Pope John XXIII
- neo-dragon
- Commander
- Posts: 2516
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 5:26 pm
- Title: Huey Revolutionary
- Location: Canada
-
- Commander
- Posts: 8017
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 7:32 pm
- Title: Ewok in Tauntaun-land
Yay, Jason! I am all kinds of curious about how it went, besides well enough to have survivors (and I'm glad you were one of them).
Looking back at last year, I like to think of teaching -at times- as a slightly altered version of Lord of the Flies, the slight alteration being there is exactly one adult amongst all the children.
I'm not sure I'm entirely joking at that last bit.
But once again, yay, Jason!
Looking back at last year, I like to think of teaching -at times- as a slightly altered version of Lord of the Flies, the slight alteration being there is exactly one adult amongst all the children.
I'm not sure I'm entirely joking at that last bit.
But once again, yay, Jason!
Se paciente y duro; algún día este dolor te será útil.
- starlooker
- Commander
- Posts: 3823
- Joined: Wed Sep 27, 2006 4:19 pm
- Title: Dr. Mom
- First Joined: 28 Oct 2002
- Location: Home. With cats who have names.
-
- Speaker for the Dead
- Posts: 2539
- Joined: Thu Sep 28, 2006 12:11 pm
- Title: Stayin' Alive
- First Joined: 17 Aug 2002
- Location: Evansville, IN
-
- Commander
- Posts: 8017
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 7:32 pm
- Title: Ewok in Tauntaun-land
I moved a dead rodent of an unknown nature from the back porch, where my dog left it after killing it, to the garbage in the front of the house without screaming.
And I am an adult if you go by age and only age. Throw in other factors, I may have to agree.
And I am an adult if you go by age and only age. Throw in other factors, I may have to agree.
Se paciente y duro; algún día este dolor te será útil.
- BonitoDeMadrid
- Toon Leader
- Posts: 780
- Joined: Fri Jan 05, 2007 9:21 am
- Title: Bonzo was Framed
- Location: The exact center of the earth
Good for you!I moved a dead rodent of an unknown nature from the back porch, where my dog left it after killing it, to the garbage in the front of the house without screaming.
I have, sorta, the same problem with my (all-so-cute-and-cuddly) dog- only I'm male, and I don't throw rodents out, I throw pidgeons out. Yes, if we're not there to help it, and pidgeons enter the house and walk around it for a while, my dog will hunt them furiously- and she actually managed to hunt and kill one.
Actually, I think my problem's worse. Pidgeons are cute while rodents are EVIL -_-
Who controls the British crown? Who keeps the metric system down?
We do! We do!
Who leaves Atlantis off the maps? Who keeps the Martians under wraps?
We do! We do!
Who holds back the electric car? Who makes Steve Gutenberg a star?
We do! We do!
Who robs cavefish of their sight? Who rigs every Oscar night?
We do, we do!
We do! We do!
Who leaves Atlantis off the maps? Who keeps the Martians under wraps?
We do! We do!
Who holds back the electric car? Who makes Steve Gutenberg a star?
We do! We do!
Who robs cavefish of their sight? Who rigs every Oscar night?
We do, we do!
-
- Speaker for the Dead
- Posts: 4027
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 1:32 pm
- Title: Queen Ducky
- First Joined: 25 Feb 2002
- Location: The Far East (of Canada)
I had Storytime training today. I got to pretend to play with a baby and sing rhymes, then I got to pretend to be a two-year-old and watch a puppet show and listen to a story, then I got to do a craft.
AND I GOT PAID FOR IT!!!!
AND I GOT PAID FOR IT!!!!
One Duck to rule them all.
--------------------------------
It needs to be about 20% cooler.
--------------------------------
It needs to be about 20% cooler.
- BonitoDeMadrid
- Toon Leader
- Posts: 780
- Joined: Fri Jan 05, 2007 9:21 am
- Title: Bonzo was Framed
- Location: The exact center of the earth
I finally went to the mall, something I always forget to do (or can't), and tried to buy some training pants (shorts)...
...but they were all too pricy, or too ugly.
So I'll go sometime to the market nearby us, try and get something nice in 1/4 the price.
...but they were all too pricy, or too ugly.
So I'll go sometime to the market nearby us, try and get something nice in 1/4 the price.
Who controls the British crown? Who keeps the metric system down?
We do! We do!
Who leaves Atlantis off the maps? Who keeps the Martians under wraps?
We do! We do!
Who holds back the electric car? Who makes Steve Gutenberg a star?
We do! We do!
Who robs cavefish of their sight? Who rigs every Oscar night?
We do, we do!
We do! We do!
Who leaves Atlantis off the maps? Who keeps the Martians under wraps?
We do! We do!
Who holds back the electric car? Who makes Steve Gutenberg a star?
We do! We do!
Who robs cavefish of their sight? Who rigs every Oscar night?
We do, we do!
-
- Commander
- Posts: 8017
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 7:32 pm
- Title: Ewok in Tauntaun-land
- starlooker
- Commander
- Posts: 3823
- Joined: Wed Sep 27, 2006 4:19 pm
- Title: Dr. Mom
- First Joined: 28 Oct 2002
- Location: Home. With cats who have names.
- starlooker
- Commander
- Posts: 3823
- Joined: Wed Sep 27, 2006 4:19 pm
- Title: Dr. Mom
- First Joined: 28 Oct 2002
- Location: Home. With cats who have names.
I just finalized the list of sites to which I am applying.
I am so terrified.
Oh. My. Gosh.
Now the work begins.
However, I have really, truly finished the first step.
I am so terrified.
Oh. My. Gosh.
Now the work begins.
However, I have really, truly finished the first step.
There's another home somewhere,
There's another glimpse of sky...
There's another way to lean
into the wind, unafraid.
There's another life out there...
~~Mary Chapin Carpenter
There's another glimpse of sky...
There's another way to lean
into the wind, unafraid.
There's another life out there...
~~Mary Chapin Carpenter
- starlooker
- Commander
- Posts: 3823
- Joined: Wed Sep 27, 2006 4:19 pm
- Title: Dr. Mom
- First Joined: 28 Oct 2002
- Location: Home. With cats who have names.
Okay, this one's really actually kinda funny, in retrospect. Although, not at the time.
So, this morning going on my hour-long drive to fieldwork, I realized that it was cold outside. I really do not have a good coat for this type of weather. I bought a cheap fuzzy red fleece blanket a while back that I've been meaning to take with me to my office, so I figured I'd drive with that around me and keep warm in case the heater was acting up. So, I throw the blanket accross the front of the black button up shirt I'm wearing and drive to fieldwork.
Once I get there, I park in the parking lot and start to put my lipstick on using the car mirror when I notice two things in quick succession.
1) I have bright red fuzz all over my black shirt.
2) When I sit, there is a big gap between two of the buttons on said shirt. And I'm wearing a bright purple bra today.
Oh. s***.
Normally under this particular shirt, I always wear a black tank top, so even if it gapes it gives the illusion that it is not. However, I really thought that was an extra precaution (ignoring everything I know about my body and these kinds of shirts) and so I threw caution to the wind this morning since I was running late and couldn't find the black tank.
Oops.
So, I go into the bathroom at the office, try desperately (with little success) to brush off the red fuzz. And then I turn to the more pressing problem of my indecently exposing shirt. I have two very small wire keyrings on my key chain. I take the keys off of one, bend it around, and try to make it hold my shirt together. However, no dice -- it's too strong to straighten out all the way without pliers and the curve of it means that metal will show -- and, actually, at some angles it holds the halves of the shirt further apart. Then I tried a smaller wire I found. Still no luck.
I'm running late for the morning meeting. In desperation, I decide that I will go raid the secretary's supplies in hopes of finding a safety pin or making due with a paper clip.
I get to the supply room. My eyes and instincts are sharpened in desperation.
And then I spot it. A small container of brightly colored toothpicks.
Turns out a toothpick fits perfectly in the holes I'd torn in my shirt trying to get the keychain to work and hold the shirt together actually even better than a safety pin would, and does not show at all.
Take that MacGuyver!
I am so awesome. And resourceful. And I am Very Resourceful. Remind me to tell ya'll sometime about putting my hair up with 33 colored paper clips on a day in the department that was hotter than hell when I had to move all my stuff to a different office.
So, this morning going on my hour-long drive to fieldwork, I realized that it was cold outside. I really do not have a good coat for this type of weather. I bought a cheap fuzzy red fleece blanket a while back that I've been meaning to take with me to my office, so I figured I'd drive with that around me and keep warm in case the heater was acting up. So, I throw the blanket accross the front of the black button up shirt I'm wearing and drive to fieldwork.
Once I get there, I park in the parking lot and start to put my lipstick on using the car mirror when I notice two things in quick succession.
1) I have bright red fuzz all over my black shirt.
2) When I sit, there is a big gap between two of the buttons on said shirt. And I'm wearing a bright purple bra today.
Oh. s***.
Normally under this particular shirt, I always wear a black tank top, so even if it gapes it gives the illusion that it is not. However, I really thought that was an extra precaution (ignoring everything I know about my body and these kinds of shirts) and so I threw caution to the wind this morning since I was running late and couldn't find the black tank.
Oops.
So, I go into the bathroom at the office, try desperately (with little success) to brush off the red fuzz. And then I turn to the more pressing problem of my indecently exposing shirt. I have two very small wire keyrings on my key chain. I take the keys off of one, bend it around, and try to make it hold my shirt together. However, no dice -- it's too strong to straighten out all the way without pliers and the curve of it means that metal will show -- and, actually, at some angles it holds the halves of the shirt further apart. Then I tried a smaller wire I found. Still no luck.
I'm running late for the morning meeting. In desperation, I decide that I will go raid the secretary's supplies in hopes of finding a safety pin or making due with a paper clip.
I get to the supply room. My eyes and instincts are sharpened in desperation.
And then I spot it. A small container of brightly colored toothpicks.
Turns out a toothpick fits perfectly in the holes I'd torn in my shirt trying to get the keychain to work and hold the shirt together actually even better than a safety pin would, and does not show at all.
Take that MacGuyver!
I am so awesome. And resourceful. And I am Very Resourceful. Remind me to tell ya'll sometime about putting my hair up with 33 colored paper clips on a day in the department that was hotter than hell when I had to move all my stuff to a different office.
There's another home somewhere,
There's another glimpse of sky...
There's another way to lean
into the wind, unafraid.
There's another life out there...
~~Mary Chapin Carpenter
There's another glimpse of sky...
There's another way to lean
into the wind, unafraid.
There's another life out there...
~~Mary Chapin Carpenter
-
- Commander
- Posts: 8017
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 7:32 pm
- Title: Ewok in Tauntaun-land
-
- Speaker for the Dead
- Posts: 5185
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 6:30 pm
- Title: Age quod agis
- First Joined: 04 Feb 2002
- Location: ^ Geez, read the sign.
I hate it when that happens with shirts, Kirsten. You should be commended.
A triumph? Well, I haven't freaked out yet about moving.
A triumph? Well, I haven't freaked out yet about moving.
"Only for today, I will devote 10 minutes of my time to some good reading, remembering that just as food is necessary to the life of the body, so good reading is necessary to the life of the soul." -- Pope John XXIII
- Young Val
- Commander
- Posts: 3166
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 7:00 pm
- Title: Papermaster
- First Joined: 12 Sep 2000
- Location: from New York City to St. Paul, MN (but I'm a Boston girl at heart).
- Contact:
Okay, this one's really actually kinda funny, in retrospect. Although, not at the time.
So, this morning going on my hour-long drive to fieldwork, I realized that it was cold outside. I really do not have a good coat for this type of weather. I bought a cheap fuzzy red fleece blanket a while back that I've been meaning to take with me to my office, so I figured I'd drive with that around me and keep warm in case the heater was acting up. So, I throw the blanket accross the front of the black button up shirt I'm wearing and drive to fieldwork.
Once I get there, I park in the parking lot and start to put my lipstick on using the car mirror when I notice two things in quick succession.
1) I have bright red fuzz all over my black shirt.
2) When I sit, there is a big gap between two of the buttons on said shirt. And I'm wearing a bright purple bra today.
Oh. s***.
Normally under this particular shirt, I always wear a black tank top, so even if it gapes it gives the illusion that it is not. However, I really thought that was an extra precaution (ignoring everything I know about my body and these kinds of shirts) and so I threw caution to the wind this morning since I was running late and couldn't find the black tank.
Oops.
So, I go into the bathroom at the office, try desperately (with little success) to brush off the red fuzz. And then I turn to the more pressing problem of my indecently exposing shirt. I have two very small wire keyrings on my key chain. I take the keys off of one, bend it around, and try to make it hold my shirt together. However, no dice -- it's too strong to straighten out all the way without pliers and the curve of it means that metal will show -- and, actually, at some angles it holds the halves of the shirt further apart. Then I tried a smaller wire I found. Still no luck.
I'm running late for the morning meeting. In desperation, I decide that I will go raid the secretary's supplies in hopes of finding a safety pin or making due with a paper clip.
I get to the supply room. My eyes and instincts are sharpened in desperation.
And then I spot it. A small container of brightly colored toothpicks.
Turns out a toothpick fits perfectly in the holes I'd torn in my shirt trying to get the keychain to work and hold the shirt together actually even better than a safety pin would, and does not show at all.
Take that MacGuyver!
I am so awesome. And resourceful. And I am Very Resourceful. Remind me to tell ya'll sometime about putting my hair up with 33 colored paper clips on a day in the department that was hotter than hell when I had to move all my stuff to a different office.
You have no idea how much I admire you right now. I love MacGyvering things! A toothpick to close your shirt? Nice!
I'm particularly impressed with the 33 paperclip up-do! Things I've used to pin up my hair include (but are not limited to): pens, pencils, binder clips, plastic bags, ipod headphones, and my hair itself (at one point it was so long I could actually tie it together and knot it up on its own). I never thought of paper clips!
you snooze, you lose
well I have snozzed and lost
I'm pushing through
I'll disregard the cost
I hear the bells
so fascinating and
I'll slug it out
I'm sick of waiting
and I can
hear the bells are
ringing joyful and triumphant
well I have snozzed and lost
I'm pushing through
I'll disregard the cost
I hear the bells
so fascinating and
I'll slug it out
I'm sick of waiting
and I can
hear the bells are
ringing joyful and triumphant
-
- Toon Leader
- Posts: 832
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 10:27 pm
- Title: Ganon's Bane
Haha, that is awesome. Right now I am just picturing you with one plastic bag tied around your head with hair inside. I'm sure that's not how it exactly went, but I think it is funnier that way. Well, at least to me it's funnier that way.Things I've used to pin up my hair include (but are not limited to):... plastic bags
- Young Val
- Commander
- Posts: 3166
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 7:00 pm
- Title: Papermaster
- First Joined: 12 Sep 2000
- Location: from New York City to St. Paul, MN (but I'm a Boston girl at heart).
- Contact:
My whole life, I have always wanted to crack an egg on my head as was all the rage in RAMONA QUIMBY AGE 8. For the first time I finally did so. And--unlike Ramona's--my hardboiled egg was actually hardboiled.
you snooze, you lose
well I have snozzed and lost
I'm pushing through
I'll disregard the cost
I hear the bells
so fascinating and
I'll slug it out
I'm sick of waiting
and I can
hear the bells are
ringing joyful and triumphant
well I have snozzed and lost
I'm pushing through
I'll disregard the cost
I hear the bells
so fascinating and
I'll slug it out
I'm sick of waiting
and I can
hear the bells are
ringing joyful and triumphant
- neo-dragon
- Commander
- Posts: 2516
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 5:26 pm
- Title: Huey Revolutionary
- Location: Canada
Today I totally had my students on the edge of their seats because I did this. The guy in the video is way better at it than me though. My bubbles flopped over and I ignited most on the desk. I only got a few good ones in the air. And I didn't ignite any off my hand. Still, it was such a thrill! I'd never done it before today, so I was as excited as the kids!
I even put on a good show and exaggerated my own fear and the danger involved. I kept saying things like, "Remember, the school is not legally responsible if anyone is seriously hurt or killed during this experiment." And I always said it in a deadly serious way. I also said that the other teachers specifically told me not to do this particular demonstration because I'm not experienced enough and it's too dangerous, but I said to myself "screw it, I'm doing it anyway!". They ate it all up and were cheering so loud when they saw the fireballs that teachers down the hall could hear them. I swear I almost set the ceiling on fire! (Thank God it didn't set off an alarm.)
I also demonstrated what happens when you drop a piece of sodium into water (it explodes). I didn't even have to exaggerate my fear very much on that one, because it really does scare me! It's been known to literally blow beakers apart, and again, I'd never done it myself before today.
My kids thought I was the best science teacher ever, and I've never enjoyed my job more.
I even put on a good show and exaggerated my own fear and the danger involved. I kept saying things like, "Remember, the school is not legally responsible if anyone is seriously hurt or killed during this experiment." And I always said it in a deadly serious way. I also said that the other teachers specifically told me not to do this particular demonstration because I'm not experienced enough and it's too dangerous, but I said to myself "screw it, I'm doing it anyway!". They ate it all up and were cheering so loud when they saw the fireballs that teachers down the hall could hear them. I swear I almost set the ceiling on fire! (Thank God it didn't set off an alarm.)
I also demonstrated what happens when you drop a piece of sodium into water (it explodes). I didn't even have to exaggerate my fear very much on that one, because it really does scare me! It's been known to literally blow beakers apart, and again, I'd never done it myself before today.
My kids thought I was the best science teacher ever, and I've never enjoyed my job more.
Last edited by neo-dragon on Fri Oct 26, 2007 4:20 pm, edited 1 time in total.
-
- Speaker for the Dead
- Posts: 5185
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 6:30 pm
- Title: Age quod agis
- First Joined: 04 Feb 2002
- Location: ^ Geez, read the sign.
That is awesome. Totally awesome.
About the sodium, I think you're okay as long as you stick to small bits. There is a rather infamous few stories at my HS about teachers who were doing stuff they really shouldn't. My ex's grade 10 teacher wasn't actually a science teacher, but was the newbie on staff and got stuck with the "leftover" class. He thought the sodium in water thing was really cool, and kept dropping successively larger chunks of it into water, up to about half a fist sized or so - until the beaker exploded and sent one kid to the hospital for stitches.
Also. Ball bearing + gas tubing + centripetal force = shattered glass, if lucky.
Anyway. Kudos on teaching. I hope you have no disasters!
About the sodium, I think you're okay as long as you stick to small bits. There is a rather infamous few stories at my HS about teachers who were doing stuff they really shouldn't. My ex's grade 10 teacher wasn't actually a science teacher, but was the newbie on staff and got stuck with the "leftover" class. He thought the sodium in water thing was really cool, and kept dropping successively larger chunks of it into water, up to about half a fist sized or so - until the beaker exploded and sent one kid to the hospital for stitches.
Also. Ball bearing + gas tubing + centripetal force = shattered glass, if lucky.
Anyway. Kudos on teaching. I hope you have no disasters!
"Only for today, I will devote 10 minutes of my time to some good reading, remembering that just as food is necessary to the life of the body, so good reading is necessary to the life of the soul." -- Pope John XXIII
- neo-dragon
- Commander
- Posts: 2516
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 5:26 pm
- Title: Huey Revolutionary
- Location: Canada
Thanks!
It's funny because I was trying to leave about an inch of space at the top of the beaker so that I'd get a good (but not dangerous) explosion, and the kids were all watching and saying, "look how much water he's adding! He must really want this to be huge!" I decided not to enlighten them and instead let them believe that I was being daring when in fact I kept adding water to be more cautious.
Yeah, that's exactly the kind of thing that I was afraid might happen, but thankfully it didn't, and I pray that it never will in my classroom. In addition to not using too much sodium, the trick is also to make sure that the beaker is almost completely full of water. It seems counterintuitive because people think that if water + sodium = explosion, more water should equal bigger explosion. But if the beaker has too much space, more hydrogen gas builds up, and that's what actually explodes. Unlike the incident at your ex's school, the incidents that I've heard of that involved the beaker being blown apart all happened not because too much sodium was used, but because the teacher thought that a half-full beaker would be safer. Even newbies who are fully qualified to teach science don't know everything.- until the beaker exploded and sent one kid to the hospital for stitches.
It's funny because I was trying to leave about an inch of space at the top of the beaker so that I'd get a good (but not dangerous) explosion, and the kids were all watching and saying, "look how much water he's adding! He must really want this to be huge!" I decided not to enlighten them and instead let them believe that I was being daring when in fact I kept adding water to be more cautious.
-
- Speaker for the Dead
- Posts: 5185
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 6:30 pm
- Title: Age quod agis
- First Joined: 04 Feb 2002
- Location: ^ Geez, read the sign.
Yes, eventually they will come to understand that a chemical reaction needs both ingredients, and when one is used up, poof.
Seriously, though, about the ball bearing and gas tubing. Not pretty. Promise you won't ever do that.
Seriously, though, about the ball bearing and gas tubing. Not pretty. Promise you won't ever do that.
"Only for today, I will devote 10 minutes of my time to some good reading, remembering that just as food is necessary to the life of the body, so good reading is necessary to the life of the soul." -- Pope John XXIII
- neo-dragon
- Commander
- Posts: 2516
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 5:26 pm
- Title: Huey Revolutionary
- Location: Canada
-
- Speaker for the Dead
- Posts: 5185
- Joined: Tue Sep 26, 2006 6:30 pm
- Title: Age quod agis
- First Joined: 04 Feb 2002
- Location: ^ Geez, read the sign.
And I will chalk that up as a personal triumph that really, probably no one else will ever understand.
"Only for today, I will devote 10 minutes of my time to some good reading, remembering that just as food is necessary to the life of the body, so good reading is necessary to the life of the soul." -- Pope John XXIII
Return to “Milagre Town Square”
Who is online
Users browsing this forum: Ahrefs [Bot], Amazon [Bot], Google [Bot] and 9 guests