August 24th, 2004
High School
#458
Change
For those of you who still haven’t started our summer Theology assignment, I’ve posted a copy, for your convenience.
Highlights from our first Tuesday of the school year (you may want to refer to my first semester schedule):
Effective this morning, I have started driving to school. And I almost forgot to lock the doors – almost.
I have Miss Vogt for AB Calculus. She seems to teach and grade a lot like Mr. Piening: with high expectations.
I no longer have Mr. Koral for homeroom 05-J; instead I have Mr. Beluan in homeroom 05-G. It was funny though: when Mr. Beluan asked for some of us to volunteer to handle the homeroom mail, the announcements, and the (forthcoming) recycling bin, everyone knew who to turn to.
I’d been taking care of homeroom mail for 05-J for two years now, and Lawrence Moorehead was well-known for his “booming voice.” The vast majority of my new homeroom was my comrades from 05-J. So naturally, they all called my name out in unison, to volunteer me for the job of postman.
Mr. Beluan knew he had been missing something.
During lunch, I spoke with Mr. Koral about these drastic homeroom changes, but he assured me that Mr. Beluan is “a good man.”
Apparently Steven Moffat is a Bomber Pilot, so he won’t be collecting for the missions this year. Not to worry, though: Mr. Beluan has been known to bring delicious cookies in for his classes – for a fee.
Zach Franke and I got to show off how much Spanish we learned for our mission trip today in Mr. Lamping’s class. (To sum it up, we recalled the phrase “Es basura.” That was about it.)
Why Mr. Reuter had to reinvent the wheel – twice – to get classroom material online under fair use is incomprehensible.
He wanted to post companion material for our textbooks online. Since he only had an educational license to post them, he had to make sure that only St. X students could view the materials. He could have used Edline for this purpose; they are contracted by the school to provide this service – at our parents’ expense. But, no, he had to require us to download an encrypted .exe from his own website and enter a unique password for every file. Not only that; he probably put the cost of owning his own domain on his teacher’s account at school (paid for by our parents).
But I’m thinking too practically; I have to stop “thinking like an engineer [ – practically],” and start “thinking like a physicist.”
</rant>Before European Literature, Mr. Downie asked us to fill out a form detailing our previous experience with – what else? – European literature. I can thank Wishbone for the privilege of marking down that I’m indeed familiar with the works of William Shakespeare, Miguel de Cervantes, Jules Verne, George Elliot, and Charles Dickens, including The Tempest, A Journey to the Center of the Earth, and Silas Marner.
</brag-list>I did manage to get from European Literature to Introduction to Theology. But that’s because I got a head start: Mr. Downie dismissed us at least five minutes early.
And, of course, my list of homework assignments for tomorrow overflowed the section for Wednesday in my assignment book. But that’s why I’m still awake. Back to work—