1) It's hot and sunny out
2) There's only one month left of school
3) The Relay for Life is over and my team raised 6600$...Dawson Creek raised 100 036 dollars total! (more on this later)
4) Mike and I are going to California in 3 months
5) And, best of all, I got a job next year at the high school teaching French 10,11 and 12!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
waiting...
If there's one thing I hate, it's waiting. I've been waiting all week to find out what jobs are left in our school district after round one. I can't apply until round two and I'm hoping there's something left for me. It turns out that our district is shrinking and teachers are getting laid off, which means there's a huge shuffle of positions, and possibly nothing left for a toc with a temporary contract like myself.
Sigh. And, the worst part is, I need to know soon what I'm doing next year, as I've been invited to a wedding in the middle of the year that I want to go to, but don't want to pay until I know if I can go or not. What to do?
I'm so looking forward to the summer holidays--Mike has booked his time off, and he has two whole weeks from the 12-25th of August off!
I just wish I lived in a city where french teachers were needed. I think D.C. must be the only place in BC that isn't experiencing a shortage of french teachers. Unfortunately, myself and two other members wives, all posted here in the SAME month (!) are ALL french teachers, which means that I'm always competing with them for jobs.
I miss being a university student. Maybe I'll just do my masters while there are no jobs and start working again later.
Sigh. And, the worst part is, I need to know soon what I'm doing next year, as I've been invited to a wedding in the middle of the year that I want to go to, but don't want to pay until I know if I can go or not. What to do?
I'm so looking forward to the summer holidays--Mike has booked his time off, and he has two whole weeks from the 12-25th of August off!
I just wish I lived in a city where french teachers were needed. I think D.C. must be the only place in BC that isn't experiencing a shortage of french teachers. Unfortunately, myself and two other members wives, all posted here in the SAME month (!) are ALL french teachers, which means that I'm always competing with them for jobs.
I miss being a university student. Maybe I'll just do my masters while there are no jobs and start working again later.
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Book Club Feast
Just finished my first book club meeting to be held at my house. It's exciting to have one's own house to host things like book club meetings.
Although there were only three of us, we had excellent conversation about "The God of Small Things" (my suggestion) and enjoyed an enormous Indian feast. Although none of us were Indian food experts, we took our inspiration straight from the book. I made a delicious Coconut Curry sauce with rice and chicken (probably a little more Thai than Indian, but oh well) and Naan bread. We also had an Indian sauce with chickpeas; pompadoms; and flour savories with banana jam (the recipe taken from a character in the book) for dessert. It was delicious. Dee Li Shos.
The book was also amazing. Our one-liner, which we create for each book and keep in a binder for future reference, was "Roy's poetic style weaves together bits and pieces of a families' fate following tragedy." We rated it 8.5/10 (I gave it a 9).
Here are a few of my favourite lines, underlined in the book (sorry Amanda, I couldn't help it!):
"Strange insects appeared like ideas in the evening..."
"The Loss of Sophie Mol stepped softly around the Ayemenem House like a quiet thing in socks."
My personal favourite: "Men's bums never grow up. Like school satchels, they evoke in an instant memories of childhood."
"On warm days, the smell of shit lifted off the river and hovered over Ayemenem like a hat."
"...he clasped his armpits possessively, as though someone had asked to borrow them and he had just refused."
"He left behind a hole in the Universe through which darkness poured like liquid tar."
I could go on, but instead, you should just read the book.
Next, we are reading "The lust lizard of melancholy cove" by Christopher Moore, which promises to be hilarious.
Although there were only three of us, we had excellent conversation about "The God of Small Things" (my suggestion) and enjoyed an enormous Indian feast. Although none of us were Indian food experts, we took our inspiration straight from the book. I made a delicious Coconut Curry sauce with rice and chicken (probably a little more Thai than Indian, but oh well) and Naan bread. We also had an Indian sauce with chickpeas; pompadoms; and flour savories with banana jam (the recipe taken from a character in the book) for dessert. It was delicious. Dee Li Shos.
The book was also amazing. Our one-liner, which we create for each book and keep in a binder for future reference, was "Roy's poetic style weaves together bits and pieces of a families' fate following tragedy." We rated it 8.5/10 (I gave it a 9).
Here are a few of my favourite lines, underlined in the book (sorry Amanda, I couldn't help it!):
"Strange insects appeared like ideas in the evening..."
"The Loss of Sophie Mol stepped softly around the Ayemenem House like a quiet thing in socks."
My personal favourite: "Men's bums never grow up. Like school satchels, they evoke in an instant memories of childhood."
"On warm days, the smell of shit lifted off the river and hovered over Ayemenem like a hat."
"...he clasped his armpits possessively, as though someone had asked to borrow them and he had just refused."
"He left behind a hole in the Universe through which darkness poured like liquid tar."
I could go on, but instead, you should just read the book.
Next, we are reading "The lust lizard of melancholy cove" by Christopher Moore, which promises to be hilarious.
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