'Windy Morning' - Teresa Teng (1980)
Mornings at Truro rail station.
According to Plymouth University, induction week was week 8, making this past week, number 10. Bizarre way of counting off the term because in my brain, week 3 of uni just finished. So how am I doing?
- My commute is pretty long. To and from would be around 2.5 hours on the train. That sounds down right awful, doesn’t it? I agree; it sounds utterly poopy but all that time makes for great homework time. But watch out, my train buddy and I are constantly on the outlook for tables on trains so we can spread out our laptops, books, notebooks, snacks, drinks… People who utilise desks with no agenda but to nap; we judge you. We judge you hard.
- My brain is on information overload Mondays to Fridays with some days that are ridiculously overstuffed to the point that I don’t remember what happened on the morning of. We are slotted for professional studies lectures, masters level research lectures, subject specific seminars (heavy emphasis on English, mathematics and science) every week. If I have a moment to myself, I pretty much zone out.
- I see the same people every day and almost every hour. That doesn’t mean I have a social life.
- Sometimes we don’t have breaks and are imprisoned in the same building for an entire day. That’s a lie; we could run around outside like mad chickens if we want to. Though this past week was all rain…
- Did I mention I really like science? Overall, there are some things I really enjoy (yippee!) and some other things that is like being rung out like a raggedy old towel (ow).
Speaking of being from the states (sort of), how is life as a PGCE primary student/trainee teacher?
- I critically reflect on my outsider status almost every day. I am painfully aware of my weaknesses and disadvantages to everyone else (not quite everybody but an overwhelming majority) but that doesn’t stop me from focusing and working hard and spending time on those very weaknesses.
- PERSEVERANCE. I don’t let my drive and motivation run dry.
- It helps that I have a wonderful supporting boyfriend; despite night shifts and long days, he is there for me. Thanks, J; you’re the best.
That probably just brushed the surface but if for some reason, you’re really curious about my life (ahahaha…), you can leave me a message in my inbox!
Dinner date at Chantek, Truro:
- Fish cakes
- Duck with three spices
- Parcel fish with ginger
Side note: super craved rice and fish so bad I dreamt of mum making steamed fish for me…
A real snail I named Budleigh, a clay model of Budleigh and a drawing of Budleigh.
All in a science seminar on the importance of building observation skills.
12 minute journey stick activity; some photo evidence to indicate I’m alive. !!!
Shhh; it’s a surprise for Jon!
It’s been a long time coming but here goes a year of the PGCE course that I had my sights on since 2011/2.
Some blackberry picking therapy in between taking care of adult things (though a reward from all the picking was a delicious blackberry-apple crumble!)…
A story for another time is in the works.
First rice cooker bought with my tears and sweat. Will see how my first batch turns out.