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rawr. do your work.

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rawr.

rawr. do your work.

So I’ve started to bring my drawing tablet to school.  It’s awesome to make my projector kind of into an interactive-type thing.  I’ve been able to emphasize things, draw images, and take notes with the kids.  But I’ve also used it for a bit of fun.  At the end of the day I have a study hall so while they were coming into class I made this little guy. They said it looked like a lizard…which I suppose it does. 🙂  But I hope it scared them into doing their work.  rawr.

Ok, Ok, I know it’s not a cattoon or even close to a cat but I had to share this.

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Ignore any bad quality - my phone was on picture duty today instead of my camera and this guy was too big to scan.  Actually, I didn't try it so I am making that assumption.

Ignore any bad quality - my phone was on picture duty today instead of my camera and this guy was too big to scan. Actually, I didn't try it so I am making that assumption.

The wonderful art teacher at the school I teach at had an in-house artist for a week who was working with the kids on making batik.  The teacher invited all the rest of us teachers in on the fun and I jumped at the chance.  Knowing me by now, you can tell I wasn’t going to do your run-of-the-mill style batik, and I didn’t.

It was interesting how we  went through the process but I won’t bore you will all the details.  But instead of just dipping the fabric into vats of dye where we would essentially overlay the colors by adding more wax to preserve that layer before dipping it in a new layer, we did wax outlines and then painted the dye on like watercolor.  It was super fun and something to look forward to as the end of the year crazies are kicking in for students and teachers alike.

So here is my jungle batik. I haven’t decided where I will display it but odds are good it might end up in my classroom next to the two fish I made out of recyclable materials.   That or maybe as a flag on my car.  Who knows.

P.S. My art teacher friend showed me a picture of the batik that she made for her son last year.  She ended up turning it into a pillow and it was probably one of the best pillows I’ve ever seen. “Why?” you ask?….Her son’s friend’s roommate’s cat or something ran out of the house one day and they felt bad and obviously wanted to find it.  Well, to make the hunt for the meower easier, they decided to buy bikes.  Not like used bikes but hundreds-of-dollars bikes.  Yeah.  Dedication right there.  Anyway, my friend decided to make a batik of a cat riding a bike to give it to her son.  So she did.  Awesome.  I’ll see if I can get a copy of the picture and post it up here for all to enjoy.

Flashback Drawing: Attack of the Zombie Cats

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Braaaaaaains.

Braaaaaaains.

So it’s testing season in schools these days and all that makes me think about is how BOOOOORING it is.  I have to administer the tests and pretty much just sit there and stare at the kids for 3 hours a day or so.  This goes on for 3 days.  Blegh.  But it is my duty and I must convince them to do their best, etc., etc. all the while trying not to drool on myself.   Good luck kiddos!  I’ll do my best to do my part properly if you do yours 🙂

There literally turning into monsters…

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I barely got out alive.
I barely got out alive.

Any teacher can tell u (well at least 99%; where 0.5% really really love there kids and the other 0.5% are either oblivious or in denial) that as much as they like there kids, when it gets close to a break we ALL need one.  I would be lying if I said that I wouldnt be excited with a little time away from the kiddos, especially since their literally turning into monsters.

Ok, i suppose I really mean that in a figurative sense but when a break comes, they turn into totally different beasts.  Some of them r hard to recognize from there typical selves; its like they’re brains no longer function normally and they go crazy losing all sense of human-hood.  Welcome to the Twilight Zone where you’re sense of reality is completely confusing and sort of normal but not.  It’s a bit off-putting and usually annoying, especially since I am suffering the same problem simultaneously, haha.

So in honor of going on break, hear are my monsters.  But these cattoons are totally cuter (8th graders kind of lose that cuteness factor).

 

P.S. APRIL FOOLS! I included some of my least favorite grammar/spelling as a prank (coincidentally, many that my students apparently love).  Mwahahaha!

The natural habitat of cats SHOULD be underwater.

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Sigh...
Sigh…

I forget what the commercial for this self contained underwater breathing apparatus cat we were watching was actually trying to sell us (probably socks or something) because for me, as usual, I was not paying attention to that important detail of the ad.  It’s just like music; Adam was trying to be funny the other day and played a song about breaking up or something else hilarious and I just hummed along to the beat tapping my feet blissfully unaware of the faux-malice of his song choice.

That actually reminds me of another story…ok a little lead up is necessary.  I was in first grade, loving school and my part in it.  Apparently my part included getting up and walking around the room talking to other people.  A lot.

I don’t quite recall this but my mom thinks it’s because I was bored and needed something more stimulating.  I think it’s more because I was just annoying.

So anyway, my teacher had had enough (looks weird but it’s ok to use “had” like that in a row, right?) and came up with a plan to save her classroom.  It involved a desk, cardboard, and isolation.  Now, as a teacher I don’t agree with her choice of correcting my behavior but it’s pretty awesome in a story now.

So what she did was move my desk away from the other groups of kids so I only could look at the chalkboard.  To enforce this horse-in-blinders effect, she put a child-sized semi-perimeter around 3/4 of my desk so I could only see the board and so that the only way out was through my desk.

 

First grade was awesome.

First grade was awesome.

Well, I went home and told my mom about my new seat and said, “Boy, I’m sure glad Mrs. Conner put my desk away from the other kids’.  Now no one else can bother me.”  I totally thought this was a cool way to keep the other kids away from ME.  Because they apparently were really obnoxious when I was up not doing my work chatting to them probably about my cat.  Case in point about my missing the major details…just like in the commercial for a SCUBA cat.

But anyway, the cat looked miserable and it was funny seeing it in a pool just dangling there; and here is my cattoon about it.