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beccaelizabethToday achieved! Yaays!
I went to college. The timetable wasn't screwed this semester. Intro Lit 2 will indeed be Tuesdays 1300-1500 and Thursdays 0900-1200. And we will be looking at poetry.
Teach says mostly the point is to find out that poetry is fun.
Teach also reckons that the song "Every sperm is sacred" is exactly like poetry
on account of every word is sacred.
Methinks this will remain memorable.
Later lessons may include poetry in the pub, and going to the cathedral to chant.
... see, those things sound more challenging than fun to me, but I'll see when we get there.
She also says the class is usually about 10 people, and now we have 36.
36 people chanting will be quite fun.
Less fun was we were reading things out around the class and I looked at the first line of the poem and... okay, maybe the rest of the world sees lovely lines of alliteration, but me? I see the *stutter that never ends*.
It was very much a stuttering day.
I stuttered trying to say "I stutter".
I have decided to *facepalm* less and just move on.
... yup, any minute now... not a major embarrassment at all...
Thing is, I'm pretty much sure nobody else thinks it's even a thing.
It's just bloody frustrating from my side of it, stuck pushing the words uphill, sort of thing.
On the plus side: Got my essays back :-)
Got useful comments on them.
Mostly useful, anyways. The one that said it was a bit short I'm going to email her back about, because it was 655 words on a 600 word limit. I'm not sure those extra 5 would have satisfied.
Also useful, yet frustrating, is finding that each and every trick I use to squish it under word limit gets called by this teach - little arrows and the necessary grammar put back in.
And, er, I'm apparently not to use - any more. They curled them all into being , instead.
I like - better than , as you may have noticed.
It was a bit embarrassing to see.
The bits about my level of comprehension were all yaay, and they noticed the reading (which is a bit of a relief, having done *all* of it).
There was also the comment that it read like a longer essay trying to get out... er, yes, that would be what's known as 'the first draft'. Oops.
Also, by the third essay, I got the references and bibliography thing sorted.
... moving quickly past what the first two essays didn't quite manage ...
Basically it said nice things about my thinky stuff, and fairly nice things about my writing, and slightly frustrating things about my ongoing battle with the word limit.
Yup, familiar.
Also for the learning skills unit I finally found who the rest of my group were and got us all in the same room. We went and found the tutor and asked what the assignment actually is. I'd got it on a piece of paper but not found it. The paper, yes, the relevant section, not so much. don't know why. Just one of those days.
But when I asked what the hoops were they said "film a ten minute video, hand it in, and you've passed".
The actual content is very near irrelevant. Probably would help if it makes sense in English. But the actual point is to work in a group to film a presentation. What we present is completely not the point.
... I suggested the topics Torchwood and Buffy.
Then I thought *really hard* and stretched as far as 'favourite books'.
Discussion brought up Alice in Wonderland and Peter Pan and Lord of the Rings, as books that are also films and we could play with in different ways.
Successful meeting, really.
... slightly odd in that half of it took place in the corridor outside the toilets, but results were achieved, so *shrugs*
And then when I got home I answered two emails. Er, one of which I should have answered last week, or possibly earlier. But I only just got the data when I got home just now.
So it was a day full of Stuff.
Oh, and I wrote a limerick in class. Teach wants to learn our names so we had to write a limerick about us and she printed out all our photos and she'll stick them next to the photo and learn who we are.
... no I'm not printing it here. It fits the genre conventions, including the 'attempt funny' and 'attempt filthy'. It, er, doesn't do so *well*, but it does it with the right rhyme scheme and dumptydums. Whatsit. Rhythms.
... when doing an English class it probably helps to learn the words.
We have no reading to do - in no small part because the second reader got stuck in repro, due to them having half a term to do it and only starting today and it got stuck. Unhelpful. Still, should be done for Thursday.
We have suggested listening instead, because poems are for speaking.
so the 'listen again' on Radio 4 should come in handy then.
I went to college. The timetable wasn't screwed this semester. Intro Lit 2 will indeed be Tuesdays 1300-1500 and Thursdays 0900-1200. And we will be looking at poetry.
Teach says mostly the point is to find out that poetry is fun.
Teach also reckons that the song "Every sperm is sacred" is exactly like poetry
on account of every word is sacred.
Methinks this will remain memorable.
Later lessons may include poetry in the pub, and going to the cathedral to chant.
... see, those things sound more challenging than fun to me, but I'll see when we get there.
She also says the class is usually about 10 people, and now we have 36.
36 people chanting will be quite fun.
Less fun was we were reading things out around the class and I looked at the first line of the poem and... okay, maybe the rest of the world sees lovely lines of alliteration, but me? I see the *stutter that never ends*.
It was very much a stuttering day.
I stuttered trying to say "I stutter".
I have decided to *facepalm* less and just move on.
... yup, any minute now... not a major embarrassment at all...
Thing is, I'm pretty much sure nobody else thinks it's even a thing.
It's just bloody frustrating from my side of it, stuck pushing the words uphill, sort of thing.
On the plus side: Got my essays back :-)
Got useful comments on them.
Mostly useful, anyways. The one that said it was a bit short I'm going to email her back about, because it was 655 words on a 600 word limit. I'm not sure those extra 5 would have satisfied.
Also useful, yet frustrating, is finding that each and every trick I use to squish it under word limit gets called by this teach - little arrows and the necessary grammar put back in.
And, er, I'm apparently not to use - any more. They curled them all into being , instead.
I like - better than , as you may have noticed.
It was a bit embarrassing to see.
The bits about my level of comprehension were all yaay, and they noticed the reading (which is a bit of a relief, having done *all* of it).
There was also the comment that it read like a longer essay trying to get out... er, yes, that would be what's known as 'the first draft'. Oops.
Also, by the third essay, I got the references and bibliography thing sorted.
... moving quickly past what the first two essays didn't quite manage ...
Basically it said nice things about my thinky stuff, and fairly nice things about my writing, and slightly frustrating things about my ongoing battle with the word limit.
Yup, familiar.
Also for the learning skills unit I finally found who the rest of my group were and got us all in the same room. We went and found the tutor and asked what the assignment actually is. I'd got it on a piece of paper but not found it. The paper, yes, the relevant section, not so much. don't know why. Just one of those days.
But when I asked what the hoops were they said "film a ten minute video, hand it in, and you've passed".
The actual content is very near irrelevant. Probably would help if it makes sense in English. But the actual point is to work in a group to film a presentation. What we present is completely not the point.
... I suggested the topics Torchwood and Buffy.
Then I thought *really hard* and stretched as far as 'favourite books'.
Discussion brought up Alice in Wonderland and Peter Pan and Lord of the Rings, as books that are also films and we could play with in different ways.
Successful meeting, really.
... slightly odd in that half of it took place in the corridor outside the toilets, but results were achieved, so *shrugs*
And then when I got home I answered two emails. Er, one of which I should have answered last week, or possibly earlier. But I only just got the data when I got home just now.
So it was a day full of Stuff.
Oh, and I wrote a limerick in class. Teach wants to learn our names so we had to write a limerick about us and she printed out all our photos and she'll stick them next to the photo and learn who we are.
... no I'm not printing it here. It fits the genre conventions, including the 'attempt funny' and 'attempt filthy'. It, er, doesn't do so *well*, but it does it with the right rhyme scheme and dumptydums. Whatsit. Rhythms.
... when doing an English class it probably helps to learn the words.
We have no reading to do - in no small part because the second reader got stuck in repro, due to them having half a term to do it and only starting today and it got stuck. Unhelpful. Still, should be done for Thursday.
We have suggested listening instead, because poems are for speaking.
so the 'listen again' on Radio 4 should come in handy then.