Interlude

Quiet day today. Long, and hot. I did things like church, and laundry.

Sunday School was lovely today - my students insisted we read the Bible story three times (there was a game involved in the telling, and they all wanted to be Paul.) I wasn't about to say, no, we cannot read the Bible at Sunday School, so we kept doing it, which was a) fun and b) kind of sweaty and exhausting, because it was so humid and hot today.

Tomorrow, I shall post a parcel, vacuum my room, and study. Ah, the quiet life :)

Getting ready for stuff

Today I got five songs ready for Sunday School, which involves:

1. Pestering my dad for the midis and PowerPoint files.
2. Making sure the midis match up with the PowerPoints, everything has the same chorus/verse arrangement, etc.
3. Re-recording the midi files as mp3, using a program that basically records whatever comes out of your computer speakers.
4. Turning the PPts into overheads (it's like travelling backward in time, I swear.)
5. Printing out OH masters to be photocopied onto transparencies.
6. Burning mp3 tracks to CD.
7. Writing what's on the CD on the CD and jewel case.

So that's what I did.
Incidentally, did you know that there are like four hundred different versions of Arky Arky (Rise and Shine)? Every site I went to looking for lyrics had a different set, and some were, well, odd. Animals in threesies with chimpanzeesies? I don't think so. Really.

Also I did some math. Math is delicious.

Sunday School Machinations

Sunday School meeting today. It was interesting. All the people there who were my age basically looked like they'd rather have that thing with the bamboo shoots and your fingernails done to them than be in any way helpful. (Okay, hyperbole.) Which makes me feel:
a) doubly determined to be useful and do Stuff, and
b) really daggy.

Also was disappointed that we only got to sing three verses of a hymn in the middle of the service this morning. It was "Come We That Love The Lord" (I think that's what it's called,) which has the chorus that starts "we're marching to Zion" and is awesome. By the end of three verses you're barely warmed up. But our pastor wanted the extra sermon time, and the sermon was really good, so, I mean, one can't have everything. Oh well.

The guy who runs some stuff at our church has got me doing a talking thing at their VBS meeting because I did wintery decorations for my home church's VBS last year, and they're doing an Arctic theme.

The assessment thing is starting to happen at uni. Bleargh.

Also, my grandparents are buying a car. Go figure.

just me wittering on again

I feel like a zombie. And as far as I can tell, that's not going to improve anytime soon. The weekend will not provide a reprieve, I've stuff on. Oh well.

I got stickers at the cheapo shop today, hippo ones that say 'Hip Hip Hooray' and dinosaur ones that say 'Dino-mite.' They are for Sunday School - the children's church type thingy at the beginning, not in my class. My Sunday School class this week is the story of Naaman, as told with red sticky dots and a spray bottle of water.

Prac was good. I know nearly everyone's name in my class, and all the troublemakers from the other Prep as well, which comes in handy. Generally they are the names you need to call out in a stern voice.

Also, yesterday I bought glitter hairspray.

Tops Again

Like pretty much anyone, I go through cycles of confidence. After my third lead-in day at prac, I was sure I was going to be the crappiest teacher in the world. I was no good with kids, I can't teach, etc, etc.
Today is the opposite. Had to do a Sunday School thing on the fly, and survived (with Joel's help) - I'm going to be an excellent teacher, hooray. But that could just be the adrenaline speaking.

Our student pastor did a children's talk with shoes this morning, that I immediately wanted to steal. I'd love to do it as a team talk with my sister, actually. Between us we could come up with a reasonably entertaining variety of shoes...

Blogging, Veeerrry Slloooowwlllly

So. I ate up all the fast internet. And then found that I really had quite a bit of uni stuff that I actually had to do, today, on the net. So I've been downloading one thing and going away and reading a story out of The Best of Will Eisner's The Spirit, and coming back and doing some uni stuff. It's working quite well.
Happily we should cycle back on to fast internet tonight sometime when the new month begins.
Other than that, our tickets to my cousins' school production of Les Miserables were dropped around. Which sounds like fun. I'm trying to read the book, but it's a pain. I'm stuck in the bit about Waterloo at the moment, so I'm not even very far in. But having finished it will be a triumph.
I bought Easter eggs for my Sunday School class yesterday. Far out. Easter eggs are expensive. I got most of them at the cheap shop, though, so it wasn't too bad. I don't know how my parents coped all these years.

Bits and Pieces

So. Today.
Hooray! My room is clean! It was getting gross, and not the kind of picturesque gross you can photograph and blog about. Grandma needs to have guests more often so I have to clean it. (I know, Ms. Responsible aren't I.) Am gradually becoming reconciled to prep - at least it's a really good school. And I'm looking forward to learning what to do with a teacher-aide. At the moment I'm not really sure... all the prep classes in QLD have to have part-time teacher aides.
This morning my cousin gave me a chocolate frog. His Sunday School teacher belongs to the 'bribery and corruption' school of behaviour management, so he makes out like a bandit. My Sunday School students aren't that lucky... I wouldn't even let them have a sticker today. I keep saying, if you're good, you get a sticker. They weren't good, and they knew it, but they still expected their sticker. I'm so nasty, I know.