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LJ is still hanging in there, huh...

I still have some wonderful friends here so how lucky is that *g*

Today was wet and windy and wild. Near-horizontal rain streamed past my classroom during my first lessons. I actually like that though. It makes the classroom atmosphere cosy, and the senior girls looked out the window and suggested they all stay in my room for the morning! There is no way to get to the admin block (which includes the Year 13 common room) from my classroom block without getting wet. I managed to teach an entire lesson on the parable of the Good Samaritan and everyone was still listening at the end!

I feel like I am almost getting on top of some of my work. I still have some admin to wade through over the next few days but I am feeling like I might just get there! I have marked dozens of assignments over the holidays, and I'm impressed at the ability of some of the girls. One essay on sexism was particularly good, reflecting on the failure of our church to include women as ministers. I think that's been the biggest mistake of any pope of any time. Dumb men, who do they think they are and what on earth do they think they have that we don't that makes them better priests? I'm fairly certain a penis isn't gonna cut it...

There was another good essay on racism. It's a pet favourite of mine, as a topic, and I really enjoyed her work. Thing was, the essays had to bring the issues back to NZ and therefore explore how the issues were relevant here. And even though we might not wish to admit it, there are plenty of racist attitudes here just as anywhere else, even though we might be a lot better than a lot of other places. The most recent refugee immigrants here, the Assyrians, find they feel they need to say, hey, I'm not a terrorist, I'm not even a Muslim. But people here don't always have a grasp of things like what an Assyrian is... 'Do you mean they come from Syria?!' NO! My ethics class watched a documentary today about the Chinese who came here for the gold rush but were prevented from bringing their wives out by a change in policy, and married Maori women (only the Maori would socialise with the Chinese then). It was called 'Eating Puha with Chopsticks'! And it was a very good little piece. Definitely a new thing for the girls to see a very Chinese looking young woman speaking fluent Maori.

Anyway. I have to go write a reference for someone. A friend is going to try and train to be a priest!! He's a man, of course *g* I'm not sure what tone I need to use. Formal? Friendly? I'll just have to wing it and run it by JCjnr first. He asked me to write the thing.

And I shall not be talking about rugby any time soon. It's just too hard to face! I'll pretend I don't know and don't care. At least ManU had a good win.


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Oct. 8th, 2007 09:36 am (UTC)
I used to like being in a classroom in a rainstorm, too. Except in one school where the roof was flat and the noise made lessons impossible!
Oct. 8th, 2007 09:40 am (UTC)
-Except in one school where the roof was flat and the noise made lessons impossible!
Oh, I know what you mean. Upstairs at my last school there were huge plastic skylights to let in more light (totally unnecessary, I swear) and a corrugated iron roof as well, and if the rain was heavy, yeah, you couldn't hear anything but the rain!
Oct. 8th, 2007 11:39 pm (UTC)
what on earth do they think they have that we don't that makes them better priests? I'm fairly certain a penis isn't gonna cut it...
This line got a laugh from me!

I feel like I am almost getting on top of some of my work.
That's such a good feeling isn't it? I just love it when I feel like I'm actually getting a hold on things.
Oct. 9th, 2007 10:24 am (UTC)
-This line got a laugh from me!
And a snort from me. I mean, honestly, who do men think they are?

I have a huge pile of marking on my desk and it's all DONE!! It does feel good!
-I just love it when I feel like I'm actually getting a hold on things
Of course, there are still things I haven't done but they just don't seem so desperate. They probably are to others *g* but not to me!
Oct. 10th, 2007 12:49 am (UTC)
The Assyrians
Shlama (means Peace in Assyrian) and is the short format used by Assyrians to greet each other the longer phrase is Shlamalokhon or Shlama Amokhon both meaning (Peace be with you)

Being an Assyrian,I'm very much familiar with the eye wide opened,jaws dropped and the shaking of heads when some one asks me who I am and where I come from.It never fails, every time I say Assyrian,then I add what's today Iraq was the main Assyrian lands plus parts of Syria,Turkey and Iran,the astonishment is replaced with question marks.

Assyrians and for the past 2500 years since the fall of their capital Nineveh didn't have a political power nor a land per say and even though they are still living in their homeland Iraq and in particular in the heartland of Assyria which is North of Iraq (today under kurdish control due to international and regional betrayal).

The Assyrians passed through many dark stages in their lives in the 1800's and continuously through the Seypa (Sword) Genocide of 1915 in Turkey to the British betrayal which lead to the Massacre of 1933 in the Assyrian village of Simeleh(Simel)in North of Iraq,passing through the years of the previous regime in Iraq and today where the Assyrians are refugees in their own homeland while they aren't recognized as the indigenous people of Iraq and they aren't also recognized as refugees without a state by the international community in a bid to erase their existence which will pave the way to continue the settlement of foreigners on Assyrian lands in North of Iraq as it happened in South-Eastern Turkey ...

The Assyrians' Genocide hasn't been recognized till today even though they were massacred side by the side the Pontic Greeks and the Armenians.

Today,the Assyrians continue to suffer marginalization and continuous negligence by the international community to their status as an indigenous people on the verge of annihilation and in Iraq they aren't protected either which makes them a daily target because of their Christian belief.

This is briefly who the Assyrians are and today we continue to shout and appeal for people who have a live conscience to help us so that our cries can be heard because there is a systematic and slow plan to eradicate and obliterate any thing that is Assyrian.
Oct. 10th, 2007 04:22 am (UTC)
Re: The Assyrians
Thanks, o mysterious person from Canada. I teach many Assyrians. All refugees. All superb girls. Our neighbours are Assyrians as well. Great food. Great neighbours.

I appreciate your response.
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