The Hottest Day on Earth, Y'all
Damn it's hot out. Now I know how lobsters feel when they are being boiled alive.
The teaching fellows diversity conference was alright. I don't feel like anything I learned will actually help me very much in the classroom. However, our "breakout session" that we had on the last day was helpful. The coordinators gave us handouts and books that we can actually implement into our classroom procedures concerning inclusion. I need to remember the main coordinator's name, Rona Jacobs. She oversees all the special education programs in Guilford County. She would be a good person to keep in contact with.
The conference was held at UNC Charlotte, where we had been once before on our Discovery Trip last year. The tiny dorm rooms and caf food were depressing to a lot of people. The second night, when we were supposed to be having dinner in the caf, Liz, Heather, Rachel P. and I all escaped to O'Charley's down the street and feasted on yeast rolls and large entrees. Yay ^_^ !
On Aug 1st I'm headed to Turtle Island near Boone, NC. I think I'm going to be missing Joe a lot, but I can cope. Five days without showering. Yes! My friend Shameka went two years ago and enjoyed it, but said that the other girls in her group couldn't stand not shaving their legs every day, so they shaved their legs in the creek and dirtied up the water supply. If the girls in my group are like that, they'd better watch out. I can't stand girls like that who try to deny the fact that they are mammals,and whose main goal in their peon-lives is to look cute.
It was so hot yesterday that I saw "March of the Penguins" at the Carousel to vicariously experience the arctic for awhile. Highly recommend it to everyone, except for those who have to be watching non-stop balls-to-the-wall action movies in order to be the least bit interested. I never knew how tough the life of an arctic penguin is. They are very intelligent birds as well, definitely capable of emotional feelings. They even make sad, moaning sounds of grief when they are in pain or when they witness the death of one of their own. It's almost spooky how much they are like us.
The teaching fellows diversity conference was alright. I don't feel like anything I learned will actually help me very much in the classroom. However, our "breakout session" that we had on the last day was helpful. The coordinators gave us handouts and books that we can actually implement into our classroom procedures concerning inclusion. I need to remember the main coordinator's name, Rona Jacobs. She oversees all the special education programs in Guilford County. She would be a good person to keep in contact with.
The conference was held at UNC Charlotte, where we had been once before on our Discovery Trip last year. The tiny dorm rooms and caf food were depressing to a lot of people. The second night, when we were supposed to be having dinner in the caf, Liz, Heather, Rachel P. and I all escaped to O'Charley's down the street and feasted on yeast rolls and large entrees. Yay ^_^ !
On Aug 1st I'm headed to Turtle Island near Boone, NC. I think I'm going to be missing Joe a lot, but I can cope. Five days without showering. Yes! My friend Shameka went two years ago and enjoyed it, but said that the other girls in her group couldn't stand not shaving their legs every day, so they shaved their legs in the creek and dirtied up the water supply. If the girls in my group are like that, they'd better watch out. I can't stand girls like that who try to deny the fact that they are mammals,and whose main goal in their peon-lives is to look cute.
It was so hot yesterday that I saw "March of the Penguins" at the Carousel to vicariously experience the arctic for awhile. Highly recommend it to everyone, except for those who have to be watching non-stop balls-to-the-wall action movies in order to be the least bit interested. I never knew how tough the life of an arctic penguin is. They are very intelligent birds as well, definitely capable of emotional feelings. They even make sad, moaning sounds of grief when they are in pain or when they witness the death of one of their own. It's almost spooky how much they are like us.