Showing posts with label teachers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teachers. Show all posts

Tuesday, 12 April 2022

Mercetta - farewell lunch...

Tuesday, 25 January 2022

a student's understanding...

Thursday, 13 January 2022

quick fix, substitute teachers...

Tuesday, 26 October 2021

teaching history?...

The term ‘history’ refers to how someone has tried to reconstruct ‘the past’ in a way that we can understand. Most of the time, ‘history’ is when a professional historian writes a book to explain what a society, culture, person, or event might have been like, based upon the evidence that remains.

Thursday, 23 September 2021

vaxxed teachers...

Tuesday, 31 August 2021

NSW Teachers' Federation website...

Wednesday, 18 August 2021

teacher stress...

Tuesday, 17 August 2021

joys of remote learning...

Sunday, 11 July 2021

vaccine priorities...

Wednesday, 14 April 2021

lunch at The Heritage...

Monday, 1 February 2021

devaluation of knowledge...

Monday, 14 December 2020

exhausted teachers...

Sunday, 4 October 2020

encouragement...

Thursday, 30 April 2020

a memory just jolted me...

a memory just jolted me...

2 teachers from my high school days
one taught Latin and the other French
I adored both subjects
and both teachers
French seemed almost like 'second nature' to me at the time
(I have since learned that I have a strong French connection in my DNA)
Latin was more a love of all things ancient world
I craved to learn more...be it language, history or culture

but I digress

2 teachers
both were passionate about their subject
and both were keen on engaging us 'ignorant?' Western Sydney students
in some of the finer experiences of life

and so it was
2 teachers escorted 5/6 of us
by train to
a Greek play at the University of Sydney's
Stephen Roberts Theatre
(demolished 2005?)
I remember being fascinated by the masks used by the characters
but more clearly
I remember the rather large, thready tear in the velvet curtain
tucked to the side of the stage
and couldn't help being slightly amused by the squeak of stage floorboards
often at inappropriate moments

The same 2 teachers took us to the newly opened Macquarie University...
There we saw Son et Lumiรจre...
I still remember how the artistic effects seemed to dig deep inside me...
Afterwards, I felt as if I carried them away with me...

But these 2 teachers went further...
Such experiences were usually rounded off with tea at their home...
One teacher had the tiniest apartment...
We sat on bare floorboards eating spaghetti bolognese...
We always ate spaghetti bolognese there
(She couldn't really cook)

The other teacher lived in a rambling old house
suffering renovation blues...
Again, the floorboards were the place to enjoy a meal...
She could cook it seemed
But often, we did not really know what we were eating...
We smiled anyway
Just glad to be there
O, and her music offering always was classical music...
She asked me what I would like to hear...
I looked at her collection absolutely terrified...
I chose 'Handel's Water Music'
just because the title sounded appealing...

Aaah those days...
Such outings would not be allowed today
No excursion forms involved...
Just nodding parent consent

I am so grateful to have such a precious memory
that decides to pop up now and again

to say hello...


NOTE
The biography of Sir Stephen Roberts represents intriguing reading.
He began academic life in Melbourne and ended up reinventing the University of Sydney.
He extended the elite university and
He took great pride in celebrating the graduation of Charles Perkins, the first Aborigine to complete a degree at the university, and he worked enthusiastically to support the training of Pacific Islanders and Papua New Guineans in the university's medical faculty. 
Read more HERE

Sunday, 19 April 2020

Teachers' stress, grief and exhaustion...

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