On How It Should Be Me

So I've recently downloaded the greatest hits by Simply Red. If you don't know who that is, you're crazy. I'm sure if you hear a few of his songs, you will realize who he is. Pretty solid stuff, I must admit. Anyways, I've been blasting it on my iPod, over my speakers, in school tonight. The sun 'Sunrise' has just finished playing, and I really like the chorus for some reason. I remember they played the song at Roots (either that, or my brain is thinking they did, because it's such a familiar song to me). I dig the song, and I'm note sure why. Anyways, the chorus really appeals to me, so I thought it fitting to quote it:



'I don't know if it's even in your mind at all...

It could be me...

At this moment in time.

Is it in you mind at all?

It should be me...

It could be me....

That's stuck in your mind

Forever.'



Don't ask why I did that. I couldn't explain it to you, even if I wanted to. What's more likely is that you'll just understand what I mean. Some of you, anyways. Others will likely remain completely in the dark. Rest assured, however, that you are not alone. I think on some level, I am there with you.



But anyways. The title of the blog isn't just about the song. It also applies, on some level, to my professional career. Oh how I should really get some kudos for my work. I know in the last few blogs I've been pointedly negative. I make no apologies for this, because it was, and in some ways still is, the way I felt. I still feel as if the negative comments I recieve greatly outweigh the postive. However, I've recently marked some new pieces of coursework from my year 10 group and it's just restored some of my faith in myself. I've marked 6 students work so far (they're the only ones to get it done EARLY), and have awarded 5 As and one B. Not too shabby, if I do say so myself. Their writing had markedly improved since the last piece of work, which I would like to think has SOMETHING to do with me. I'm hoping that perhaps they've taken on some of my advice in writing this new essay. They also seem to have really understood the poems (the essay was comparing and contrasting two poems), which means that I must have taught them something about how to read and analyze poetry. If this is the case, then it's a huge ego boost for me, because I used to consider poetry my weakest teaching subject. However, Mr. Smith (the wonderful teacher to whom I owe much of my teaching prowess, and in fact my career) really opened up my eyes to the wonders of teaching poetry. He showed me that it can be fun, and I've in effect tried to continue teaching poetry the way he taught it; with enthusiasm and through interesting activites. I'd like to think that the good marks in coursework are therefore a reflection of good practice, taught by me.

I'm going to think that, anyways, nuts to whatever anyone else says.

Anyways, my laptop charger has been royally fucked by my roomies, who ripped it out of the wall and tore it up.....stupid assholes. So my laptop will be rendered ineffectual in about twenty minutes time. That means I won't be online unless I'm on the internet at school...until I come home, and buy my new laptop. It's about damn time.

Try not to miss me too much....

Cheers