Started school
So I started my second week of school this week, working on the literacy project. It's been an interesting challenge and has taught me as much about language acquisition and linguistics as all my linguistics and langauge courses in college. It's really amazed me how much context and content knowledge affects a student's ability to acquire new vocabulary. The best example is the word 'ghetto'. It was in an article we read, and the students, all Samoan, didn't know it. I used the example of World War II and the Jewish ghetto's, but they hadn't learned about that either. This caused me to realize that there is no word in Samoan for ghetto, because a ghetto is something that, due to the culture here, really can't exist. I'm now working on expanding these students' backgrounds in multi-cultural knowledge and some history so that we can continue expanding vocabulary and reading level. So far, this has been a learning experience of the highest degree. I didn't envision this, but I'm enjoying the challenge of it a great deal!
posted by Charles at 8:22 PM
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We work like a horse.
We eat like a pig.
We like to play chicken.
You can get someone's goat.
We can be as slippery as a snake.
We get dog tired.
We can be as quiet as a mouse.
We can be as quick as a cat.
Some of us are as strong as an ox.
People try to buffalo others.
Some are as ugly as a toad.
We can be as gentle as a lamb.
Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
Some of us drink like a fish.
We can be as proud as a peacock.
A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
You can get a frog in your throat.
We can be a lone wolf.
But I'm having a whale of a time!
You have a riveting web log
and undoubtedly must have
atypical & quiescent potential
for your intended readership.
May I suggest that you do
everything in your power to
honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
Designer/Architect as well
as your revering audience.
As soon as we acknowledge
this Supreme Designer/Architect,
Who has erected the beauteous
fabric of the universe, our minds
must necessarily be ravished with
wonder at this infinate goodness,
wisdom and power.
Please remember to never
restrict anyone's opportunities
for ascertaining uninterrupted
existence for their quintessence.
There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose.
A time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.
Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
Dr. Whoami
P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."
Charlie Chan!
Heather and I say Hello! We hope things are well (they certainly sound that way) and we're glad you're experiencing and learning a great deal. Things in Bmore are cruising along. I'm still working in columbia and Heather is at a new externship she really likes. She made a new friend (who says "Fiddle-Dee" when upset). We're looking forward to seeing you at the end of the year :).
Take care and learn lots!
PS
After careful consideration of my experiences with you, I've concluded you should be a writer in some capacity. I love to hear you tell stories and you have the mark of a good story teller (mainly because you embellish to the point of great entertainment!).
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