So on Friday I was a part of an amazing session with my fellow Drama specialists. It was awesome from start to finish. We were looking at a scheme of work which has been used with year 5 students. Despite the intended audience this lesson didn't feel weird or awkward. As post graduate students we were able to give a lot to this session, thoughts of a deep nature and high quality drama work. At times many found this rewarding experience rather emotional. Whoa, good sesh Rach!
September 29, 2011
So coming to the end of the third week and the feeling of drowning is ebbing away. 'Ebbing', does that word fit there? Perhaps. Anyway, yeah so a little bit mental. Yesturday in (Tim) Weswood Academy I found myself thinking of a poem by Walt Whitman (pretentious much?).
|WHEN I heard the learn’d astronomer;|
|When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;|
|When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them;|
|When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,|
|How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;||5|
|Till rising and gliding out, I wander’d off by myself,|
|In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,|
|Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.|
I guess I am itching to get into a classroom now.
... But am I ready?!
Dun Dun Deerrrrrrr.
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