I’ve moved. Not entirely because I wanted to, and yet, here I am. In a $750 studio apartment in the Bay Area. Some would call it The Dream.
Guess I need to start vetting art books better before I bring them into class. One of my fifth graders discovered a photo of a live pig with the word ‘fuck’ spray painted on it’s side during our half hour reading time yesterday.
Another student insisted that a group photo of French street artists included several who were “showing their privates.” However I contend that those are just the kind of shorts French people wear.
Needless to say, the art books are extremely popular during reading time.
The assignment: summarize each author’s main point in 20 words or less.
Or Haiku, perhaps?
The great war is done
Science is organized wrong
Memex does all things
Well…school. I’m still here. Just slightly less bored, and slightly over registered.
In the three(ish) weeks since I’ve logged in, I’ve read roughly 12 chapters in four text books, about 35 journal articles and miscellany, and 2 lessons of French, none of which warrants much comment. So far, it’s not actually too challenging or too interesting, which may be a bad sign…but after all a semester is only 14 weeks.
My next non-required reading will be The Evolution of Bruno Littlemore, by my old SLC classmate Benjamin Hale (yay Ben!). I haven’t even cracked it yet, but given all the buzz around this book (it’s been all over the industry newsletters for the past 18 months, and now that it’s out reviews are hitting all the time) it wouldn’t me surprised if it makes some of the awards lists this year. Pretty awesome…