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WebWiԎching Through the Snow!  SantaBee  "The Bard's Hall Contest"  Art   I've never counted myself as an artist. In school when there was drawing to be done for homework, more often than not my Dad did the drawing for me. Yep, forty-one years later I can admit it, though I'm not proud to do so. Anyway ... ten years ago, as art therapy for my eyesight, I attended a 2-day art workshop. After that, I have started painting 'circles'. Now I find that it soothes me to take up paintbrush or crayon, and people admire the circles I paint. I've tried to make this art 'productive'. I've covered store-bought notebooks (physical paper books you write in) and tried to sell them. But friends stated what I should price them at, including the manager of the store - and then they didn't sell well at that price. Less than that would undermine their worth, friends said, and at that price people thought twice before buying ... But I continue to make my circles. They're the best de-stress I have, alongside writing and collecting post marks. I keep daydreaming of using my art to good effect one day, and in the meantime, I love the process! |
| WebWiԎching Through the Snow! SantaBee "The Bard's Hall Contest" School Today I had a lot of fun in school today. I'd asked Grade 3 to act out some passages I'd given them from Enid Blyton books. The result varied - some of them had straightforward narration, with only the narrator speaking and the actors miming. Others not only acted the passages given but added some bits about what happened before and after. I really enjoyed their creativity! The thing I noted was that the level of reading aloud ranged from below average to excellent. The majority of the students are just about average. I've mentioned this to the regular teacher, that she maybe could do more reading aloud, and she agrees. The school gives lunch. Today there was Green Curry with rice and a papaya salad which was absolute bliss. There was also a dessert (gulab jamun) but I opted not to have it because I was enjoying the salad so much I took another helping of that instead! For next time I've given them 'The Marrog' by RC Scriven to recite. I've told them this is to be an individual activity - I want all the kids to SPEAK! |
| Words: 241 "Mom, Mom!" Little Jimmy started yelling as soon as he disembarked from the school bus. His mother, Nancy, getting his snack ready in the kitchen, thought something had happened to her son and rushed to the gate. "You're all right!" she cried in relief. The bus driver called out from behind the wheel, "I don't know why he shouted, Ma'am. He's okay," and started up the bus again. But little Jimmy didn't look happy. "It's terrible, Mom," he said. "What is, darling?" Nancy took him by the hand and led him inside. "A doctor came to visit the first grade today, to talk to us. He said smoking is very bad for the lungs. He said anyone who smokes a cigarette dies faster. Is Daddy going to die?" They were in the kitchen and Nancy held him while he washed his hands and sat down to his potato salad. She wondered how to handle this. For a while, Jimmy ate. Then he asked again, "Is Daddy going to die?" Nancy took her smartphone from her pocket and dialed her husband. "Hi Honey, your son has a question for you." She put the phone on speaker. "Ask away, son." "Daddy, the doctor says if you smoke, you're going to die faster. Are you going to die?" There was a pause. Then his Dad's voice came through clearly. "No, son. I'm not going to die because I'm not going to smoke any more." |
| Dinner Went to my cousin's place for dinner last night. Had some lovely food and met two of her friends. And you know what - one of those friends was my colleague in my first job in 1989 and we exchanged some 'do you remember' moments! Her other friend is a chef and said "I won't lecture" but a couple of times said 'so when this is cooked ...' and lectured anyway but it was a fun lecture. My cousin has a dog and I bought him a toy carrot squeakie so that he might like his vegetables! WebWiԎching Through the Snow! SantaBee "The Bard's Hall Contest" |
| For "The Bard's Hall Contest" WebWiԎching Through the Snow! SantaBee Labels I'm planning a discussion about the 'labels' we put on people - or groups of people. Do we judge too much by appearance? Are first impressions really the lasting impressions, or do we change what we think about someone as we get to know them better? Do we go by what we've heard about someone, or do we wait for first-hand experiences? Could different people have different experiences with a person, and what does that depend on? A few of the points that might be discussed. |
| For "The Bard's Hall Contest" WebWiԎching Through the Snow! SantaBee School Awaiting my auto riksha to take me to school. Today the students of Grade 3 are going to present their original 'post marks'. I hope they've come out with some creative stuff! Then I'm going to talk about Enid Blyton's books in my childhood. Probably Enid Blyton isn't as popular as she was in my day, but I can share my passion and hopefully make them more passionate about whatever they read. I'm giving them two passages to role-play. |
| For "The Bard's Hall Contest" WebWiԎching Through the Snow! SantaBee No Shopping!  So - since I have found a tailor who does a good job without charging the sun and moon, I wanted to get some more material and have him stitch some tops for me. No rationalising. Well, I do need clothes for school, but I have enough!  Just felt like getting some material stitched.Anyway, I went to the shopping complex where there used to be three shops which sold material. To my disappointment, two of them are now closed. I went to the third and looked at some material but nothing called me. I considered one purple one, two light-blue ones and one pink one, but didn't buy anything. Felt strange to come out empty handed when I had been so decided I'd buy! More and more people here are buying readymades, buying cloth and getting it stitched up is only for old fogies like me!  |
| For "The Bard's Hall Contest" WebWiԎching Through the Snow! SantaBee Family Time Yesterday, my uncle from Mumbai (Bombay) visited my city, Bangalore. I have an aunt and uncle living here in Bangalore, whom I meet often. So we decided to meet up at their place for tea. Well, it was quite a little adventure as it turned out! I went to the post office on the way to my aunt's place. I'd carried an umbrella, but didn't put it up as I only had to go from the PO to the vehicle (a three-wheeler known as an auto riksha) which was parked just there. There was a very light drizzle and I didn't think the umbrella was needed, I could quickly duck in. However, as I stepped out of the PO, a big blob or rain fell on me! That's the only way I can describe it, a blob or rain.  When I got to my aunt's place, she hugged me and immediately said 'you're wet'. Being the sweetheart she is, she gave me a kaftan to don and ironed my shirt so it dried out! In the meantime, the visiting uncle was delayed getting there because he was caught in traffic (there was a big religious procession, I think). So there was time for me to be all ready when he arrived. We had a great time after that. The two uncles haven't met before and talked a lot, and my aunt had made my favourite snack (bhel) and favourite cake (cold cake, with Marie biscuit and chocolate) and a good time was had by everyone. Oh, and there was tea to drink. |
| For "The Bard's Hall Contest" WebWiԎching Through the Snow! SantaBee Technology I need to get my smartphone serviced. I've overused the memory and now it's only letting me make and receive phone calls, not access anything else. With my weak eyes I can't see the message it's giving, so someone has to help with that. I hope I don't need to lose the pics and videos I have on it, I have some of my Dad. Also I hope I can access whatsapp again on it soon. I've got on to whatsapp only very recently but now some interactions there are important. I feel old. I sometimes look wistfully at the days when things were done by hand. But then I remember I have WDC and You Tube and so many other things because of technology!  |
| For "The Bard's Hall Contest" WebWiԎching Through the Snow! SantaBee Teaching Memory Today I'm going to share a highlight from the early days of my teaching career. I was reading the chapter called 'Spotty Power' from 'Charlie's Secret Chocolate Book' by Roald Dahl with a bunch of nine year olds. According to Roald Dahl, Spotty Powder looks and tastes like sugar and can be added to the morning glass of milk. In about five minutes, spots appear on the drinker's face and the doting mother, thinking her offspring has measles, doesn't send that offspring to school. However, the spots disappear after the school bus has left and before the doctor can be telephoned. I asked the kids if Spotty Powder should be available, and if so, if they'd buy it and how they'd use it. Those who thought they had to be teachers' pet looked horrified at the very idea. A few said yes, they'd buy it and use it for emergencies like a math test. It wouldn't do to use it too often or Mom would get suspicious. One kid was deep in thought and raised his hand almost at the end of the session. "Yes, I'd buy Spotty Powder," he said. "I'd take it to school, sneak into the Staff Room at tea break and put it in my teacher's cup of tea." |
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