I need a bigger iPod.
Student teaching set:
Fall 2009
9th Grade Humanities
Mapleton Expeditionary School for the Arts (MESA)
Thornton, CO
now to not be homeless…
One of the first in what I’m sure will be a series of posts questioning my chronological age…
Does keeping my Microsoft Word zoomed in at 150% mean I’m going blind?
I wish I could just keep taking education classes, and taking education classes making really cool things with propaganda posters and newspaper clippings.
My cell phone, iPod, and laptop are right by side. I must be ready to head out the door to class or something, right? No, I’m going to bed. My cell phone is my alarm, my iPod helps me fall asleep, and my laptop aids my recent bouts of insomnia plus it’s been cold enough in our apartment that I’ve been writing papers under the covers. I have been thinking about this phenomenon recently; when I did it become that I need three modern devices to get to sleep? I know the iPod inched its way in first. But lately I have been waking up in the middle of the night, my body wrapped in white cord, debating the sanity of my inability to fall asleep solely while listening to Joy Division, Aimee Mann, Norah Jones, and Johnny Cash. Ditched the alarm clock for the cell phone, in of those large-scale cleaning moments when I realized that both had the same function but one also made phone calls. I find myself left clueless as to how modern technology has become a necessary part of one of the least technologically advanced parts of my life: sleep.
Has anyone else experienced this phenomenon? Find yourself suddenly sharing your bed with an iPhone or a Macbook, wondering how it got there…you’re not alone.
Me, in Boston. March 17-21. I’ll be visiting my good friend Alex.
Something I have been thinking about recently:
Since I have started practicum, I have become much more conscious of the image I bring into the classroom. If I see a show the night before, I try to wash the stamp off the back of my hand, the other day I found myself wondering if my hair was getting too long…
As a teacher will I be able to get a tattoo if I want to, is stubble acceptable, can I join any issue advocacy group? some of these questions are overblown, but the experience is reinforcing how much teachers are an intergral part of the community they inhabit. So far I have been asked who I was voting for and where I bought my shoes among others, and I know there are more yet to come.
So I joined twitter on a whim, all the cool kids were doing it-but it has turned out to be a great way to stay in touch with my aunt in Seattle. At least twice a week we ‘twitter-chat’ or ‘tweet’ I suppose…Who knew? Twitter uniting generations and families.
I start my education practicum this Monday. In other words I am that awkward college kid who sat in the back of your classroom, that you kept glancing back at when you were bored with your teacher’s lecture-that’s me. I have been assigned to City High School in Iowa City, and will be taking part in 9th grade American Studies and 10th grade World History…I’m excited to park in the Teacher lot.
