Thursday, August 28, 2008

Jusqu'avant la rentrée (Right before the start of school)

Bonjour et Bienvenue à mon 'blog.'
This blog will be used to keep students and parents informed about the 'goings on' of French class. I am new to blogging, so this should be interesting! Blog blog blog...omg, lolz, lmao. ( Je deteste le "IM speak.")
I have had one of the most relaxing summers of my existence. I exercised, worked on some home-improvement, had a ridiculous 30th birthday party, shopped (of course), finished my Master's Degree and created my professional portfolio. Although I did not travel this summer I am in the process of planning two trips: mainly one to London over winter break to visit family.

I will post on this site when there are important projects or assignments coming up. I will try and post homework assignments whenever they arise.
Upcoming tests and quizzes will also be posted.
I have already created a list of helpful and interesting links on the right-hand side of the page. I would highly suggest that my 8th grade students check out the online component of our textbook. This is a very helpful tool.
I will also gladly add any links students present to me. I love good new French links!

For now, at the beginning of a brand new year, I am going to paste below an excerpt from a poem a college professor introduced to me to almost ten years ago. The poem entire is a young girl's vision of what she would say if she was confronted by the Nazi Gestapo and taken to a concentration camp during WWII (she was a Jew in hiding at the time.) I always think about this poem as the ideal way to try and live life. I think teaching is such a wonderful career, it makes me feel I have found the path in life I was meant to follow, but I'm always learning. So let's have a great year and find our way together.

-Miss B <3
If they came in the night
- excerpt from a poem by Marge Piercy

I said , I like my life. If I
have to give it back, if they
take it from me, let me only
not feel I wasted any, let me
not feel I forgot to love anyone
I meant to love, that I forgot
to give what I held in my hands,
that I forgot to do some little
piece of work that wanted
to come through




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