Listen!
Are indeed quite intriguing. I have long admired their unique class, and now more than ever, I feel as though I have a duty to share my experiences with them. Though I have met, and taught quite a few people in my time, I’m quite convinced that each and every one of the seniors just rocks my socks.
I must also admit, I am a bit anxious about their “Senior prank.” I fear they will strike when, and where I least expect, so I’m constantly on my guard, for they are certainly terrifying in their sheer ingenuity!
Also, I’d Like to recommend a fabulous movie to all of you: “Whats Up Doc?” Its really a confusing movie, but wonderful.
Thats all for now.
-Ammo

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Here’s to all of us feeling anti-social this new years.
Cheers!

Categories: Holidays · Musings
We’re experiencing some major upheaval at our school. Much harm has been done in the name of the future; many good people are being hurt because of the need to move foward with our vision. I think that we all can understand that organizational health might require shaking things up now and then, but it always ought to be done with honesty, integrity, and compassion. Of course, none of these three things have been present here in the past months.
I wrote a long letter over the weekend that I submitted to our board and administration. In it I called forth our leadership to be truthful and just… we await their response. I am dubious.
I wrote the letter not only because my friends were losing their jobs or being overlooked and devalued by our new administration, but because the truth has been treated as a commodity that can be used to serve any end so desired. I wrote the letter because I felt I could not look my students in the eye and continue to teach them about the radicality of the Gospel and the God who makes himself known in truth, justice, and vulnerability. Finally, I wrote this letter because if I hadn’t, I believe I would have lost myself.
On my way to work yesterday — whereupon I planned to deliver this letter — I listened to “Racing Like a Pro” by the National. It struck me with deep force and reminded me of who I am, who I was, and who I want to be. Here are the lyrics:
You’re pink you’re young you’re middle-class
they say it doesn’t matter
fifteen blue shirts and womanly hands
you’re shooting up the ladder
Your mind is racing like a pro, now
oh my god it doesn’t mean a lot to you
one time you were a glowing young ruffian
oh my god it was a million years ago
Sometimes you get up and bake a cake or something
sometimes you stay in bed
sometimes you go la di da di da di da da
til your eyes roll back into your head
Your mind is racing like a pro, now
oh my god it doesn’t mean a lot to you
one time you were a glowing young ruffian
oh my god it was a million years ago
you’re dumbstruck baby
you’re dumbstruck baby now you know
you’re dumbstruck baby
you’re dumbstruck baby now you know
Sometimes we slowly drift away from ourselves. Sometimes we are jolted back.
Grace is a funny thing. (more…)
Categories: Music · Musings