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January 26th, 2008

intertext: (bujold trust)
Saturday, January 26th, 2008 02:05 pm
(given to me by [livejournal.com profile] oursin

For me, the first six months of 1990 composed the second half of a crazy year getting a teaching certificate. I already had a Master's degree, and I'd taught two years in China and three years at a private (public, for those in the UK) school (St Mikes, for Victorians who know what I'm talking about). The BC government, however, had just decided that in order for private schools to be properly accredited, their teachers had to be certified, and as I wasn't they suggested that they'd like me better if I were. Sept. 1989 had seen me beginning a one-year certification program at UVic, to be a High School teacher, specializing in English and Social Studies. The first part of the January - April term consisted of continuing course work in English Methods, History Methods, Educational psychology, Adolescent psychology, Reading, Evaluation, and something I can't remember the name of but that taught you something about using "technology" in the classroom - not much with computers at this stage, more about overheads, film and video projectors etc. Read more... )
intertext: (fillyjonk)
Saturday, January 26th, 2008 10:49 pm
Have just returned from a thoroughly delightful evening spent in birthday celebrations (a few days early) with my dear friends [livejournal.com profile] superfoo, [livejournal.com profile] marri, Eli, [livejournal.com profile] lidocafe and kp. I am buoyed by their thoughtfulness, affection, humour, great conversation and just ... friendship. It's a wonderful thing. I came home with a small stuffed wolf called Virginia, a collection of fabulous books (I can't wait to try the Tao one, and am so grateful for the Alistair McLeod, and just love the Women and Dogs one) with some bookplates to stick in them, some flowering tea and a beautiful mug to drink it in (and some non-flowering ginger and ginseng tea, should I need a pick-me-up) and several well chosen cards (one from [livejournal.com profile] superfoo with a note saying such lovely things that I'm glad I didn't read it at the table, as it made me cry, but in a very good way). I'm so lucky! I'm still smiling thinking about some of our conversation (especially the braces and the judge's wig).

Oh, what did we do? We went to see Juno, which was funny and charming, and then had Japanese food and just ate and talked and laughed non-stop. It was perfect.

THANK YOU!!!!!