Posts tagged College
Posts tagged College
Will we climb closer?
The end of my first semester draws near, and I begin to feel wordless. Wordless in a sense of mentally exhausted, but perhaps that’s a little melodramatic. In retrospect, I should have expected this place to grow on me, but at first I was just looking to do my time. There are people here—good people—who have affected me and moved me; there are people here who I’ve looked up to in my time of consistent change. I have found myself grateful. I question constantly, maybe too much, and thanks to this community I find myself improving. I’m finding something. There’s reason for discovery. People are the reason. Relationships are the reason, perhaps even tension. There’s newness, and it’s what I want—what I needed even. I’ve found a spark. Thank you.
I think my poetry class should try to get this wall a little more decorated. Last class Rick brought us here; I think he was trying to promote it. It’s cool though, huh. My school has a poetry wall.
This class is going to be an ultimate stress reliever, I think. It’s going to be my art therapy class. I love to write, and Rick Kempa is one of the coolest professors. Two required books:
Is there really much to say, I mean come on. It’s a poetry class!
What is this… This is my second honors class taught by Stephen Miragial. He is a great hands-on teacher. He loves to give demonstrations. The first day of class we did a little get-to-know-you game, and that’s when we learned nobody in the class knew how to speak another language. Among a few things he talked about was his clarification that this was not a happy class, and that’s why it’s called social problems. He went on to explain if it was it would be called social happiness. I have a feeling people have complained in the past that the content he taught was depression. It is, although, understandable to analyze a possibly depressing social issue in attempt to aid in it. The book we have been assigned in this class is:
We are to do something called a Service Learning Project, which is a way to get out of the classroom and into the problems themselves. We are to identify a social problem, and take at least ten hours of volunteer work to address the problem. I have an idea on targeting depression. I think I want to do some kind of awareness event. This seems a little tedious, but I think it’ll be very worth while. There’s nothing better than a feeling of accomplishment.
I apologize for my negligence. Nevertheless, I shall give you my perspective on this class. It’s unlike anything you’ve ever heard of. It’s kind of like a scientific seminar I which during the semester will be lectured by nine different teachers. Metz is the one who was determined to form a class like this, and I think it’s going to be the experience of a lifetime. We have two assigned books:
I have been delving into the Spoon book. It’s a novel, which sort of brings the fundamentals to our class, I think. Its title is extremely self-explanatory. Keen goes through all the elements and uses them as ways to tell stories. It’s quite interesting, and he really has a way with flowing through difficult ideas and concepts to really help you grasp them. Having the book in the class is necessary because this is exactly what we’re doing. It’s quite a fascinating approach, “We’ll use the scientists themselves as vantage points, sometimes even storytellers, to motivate some study of the relevant science. Readings and class lecture will be a major part of the course content.” (From the syllabus)
Let’s do this.
Today I had English Comp with Mr. Gutierrez, in which I was very pleased about. Gutierrez is a great speaker, and full of stories. He talked about when he went to school in UW and- “Yes, I had long hair, but everyone did at some point.” The classroom has a window that gives you the morning sun (without glaring up the projector screens, and is one of his favorites because of that reason). First impression overall, I am looking forward to spending time there and I think he’s going to make it a very comfortable experience.
The books required are:
The first book being the one he talked most about in which shall bring us more in tuned to the writing community. This class is going to be mostly focused on reading and analyzing literature
Cutting it a little close here
The last day to submit the humanities division scholarship is tomorrow the 17th
In which is when the lady I need to submit the application to is going to be in her office
Today her door says it’s closed for Martin Luther King day
Happy Holidays, guys
This year they are having a book fair and meeting in Chicago on the 29th of February
Maybe next year? This is something I would love to attend. 2013 is going to be held in Boston. Here’s what it says:
Each year, AWP holds its Annual Conference & Bookfair in a different region of North America in order to celebrate the outstanding authors, teachers, writing programs, literary centers, and small press publishers of that region. The Annual Conference typically features 400 presentations: readings, lectures, panel discussions, and forums plus hundreds of book signings, receptions, dances, and informal gatherings. The conference attracts more than 9,000 attendees and more than 550 publishers. It’s one of the biggest and liveliest literary gatherings in North America. Join the big literary conversation. Join us at the next Annual Conference.
And students get killer discounts
As I continue this spring I will go into as much detail as possible with each class. I hope you find this informative and not boring.
Well hey there. My name is Cody Greenwald and you have no choice but to meet me. Last semester was no less experimental than this semester. Here is a copy of my classes:
Someone wise told me (about 5 days ago) it’s not what you know, but who you know.
What if it was actually who knew you?
I haven’t updated much lately
oh that picture?
that’s a picture I took for my sister, she’s getting married, and I took some couple pictures for them
I like that she trusts my judgment
I haven’t been making very much money as a waiter
we blamed it on the economy- it’s just been really dead
So I applied online at Albertsons
I wasn’t expecting much. online applications seem so impersonal to me I guess
The next morning I missed a phone call
thought I was the creepy kid I met at work ‘howdidhegetmyfreakingnumber’
it was a voicemail from a lady named Angie from Albertsons
So I went in today
hoping to get a job on the night shift Stephanie told me they make ten an hour
she was thinking that I wanted to be a bag boy
I was let down- I’ve been one of those before
for two years
and it was a lot of things, except reasonable
but I bit and reluctantly thought I should probably start somewhere
she said it’s good to get “your foot in the door”
people can go up from there
We were conversing for my interview
she’s really nice
I had to take a drug test for the first time in my entire life
and then she asked Erick
im not sure what he is
he was sitting down looking haughty; eating fried chicken and Frito lay chip dip
it was white and black-spotted
Angie asked him if they could start me off higher than they start off regular
they start off minimum wage: 7.250
I think the zero at the end means that it’s not going to be rounded up for a while
the drug test was done
I signed and dated a few
once it was all said and done except for my social security card
I asked her if she started me off at minimum wage
and she said no
it was a quick dramatic ‘no’
and then she told me
and then I gave her a hug and left