It took me 3 months since we’ve moved here, and 2 months since I’ve been working as a sub, talking to as many teachers and admin as possible to understand how to get a contract position, to discover that I’m actually not authorized to teach in Quebec yet. I need to take a 3 month [[...]
Archive for October, 2009
you know you’re no longer in Toronto when…
…you see this in a classroom: [...]
saturday morning scones
For the past 8 years, Saturday mornings have been a mix of weekend laziness with the accompanying elaborate breakfasts and getting to school frenzy. My mother is the founder and principal of Manhal-Ul-Eman Academy, a weekly school dedicated to teaching Arabic and Islamic religious studies. Since hig[...]
sounds like my mom
Overheard in class: My mom doesn’t let me hang out with anyone she doesn’t know. So there’s like, only 5 people that I’m even, like, allowed to talk about at home because they’re okayed by her. It’s so retarded even, the other day, my friend’s mom dropped me[...]
someone should tell them it’s rude to stare
The students trickle in and sit quietly at their desks. They stare at me, standing at the front of the class. I stare back. I notice the bright purple wall at the back and the Far Side poster on the side, advertising their calendars of 2002. There’s a Simpsons poster right beside it with all [[...]
it’s like how an old, run-down city is “charming”
I received my first “vintage” item from etsy in the mail today. It’s a small bulletin board with a wooden frame that I thought would be perfect to make into a chalkboard. Apparently, the word vintage when used to refer to items for sale is now synonymous with “scratched up&[...]