Kicking Crunchy Leaves
Thursday, February 12, 2009
To start with...
I've been meaning to set up a blog for a long time now and finally I've done it! Woohoo!
Apart from completing the Learning 2.0 tasks, I plan to write about, among other things, my journeys to work at various points in time. Hence the name Kicking Crunchy Leaves. It has been bewildering to see an autumnal scene in the middle of summer; leaves piling up on footpaths and gutters, fluttering down from thirsty trees. I have to confess I have a problem; an urge to kick through the crisp crunchy leaves and when there are heaps of them, dry and inviting, I just can't seem to help myself. I would jump in puddles, too, but unfortunately, there hasn't been enough rain to create them. And they can get quite messy, so I do try to refrain from that when they are around.
At this point in time I live in Carlton and so it's not such a long journey to work. It is also the first time I haven't had to catch public transport or get stuck in traffic, so it is a fairly enjoyable part of my day. On the way, there is a primary school. Kids carry their oversized schoolbags and at the beginning of the week they sling them energetically on their backs and by Friday they are dragged along beside them. It is nice to see such enthusiasm, since it seems to leak out of them as they get further through their education. Still, having taught at a few different secondary schools, I would have no idea where to start if I had to teach the little'uns. I would probably have to drink more coffee to keep up the energy.
Apart from completing the Learning 2.0 tasks, I plan to write about, among other things, my journeys to work at various points in time. Hence the name Kicking Crunchy Leaves. It has been bewildering to see an autumnal scene in the middle of summer; leaves piling up on footpaths and gutters, fluttering down from thirsty trees. I have to confess I have a problem; an urge to kick through the crisp crunchy leaves and when there are heaps of them, dry and inviting, I just can't seem to help myself. I would jump in puddles, too, but unfortunately, there hasn't been enough rain to create them. And they can get quite messy, so I do try to refrain from that when they are around.
At this point in time I live in Carlton and so it's not such a long journey to work. It is also the first time I haven't had to catch public transport or get stuck in traffic, so it is a fairly enjoyable part of my day. On the way, there is a primary school. Kids carry their oversized schoolbags and at the beginning of the week they sling them energetically on their backs and by Friday they are dragged along beside them. It is nice to see such enthusiasm, since it seems to leak out of them as they get further through their education. Still, having taught at a few different secondary schools, I would have no idea where to start if I had to teach the little'uns. I would probably have to drink more coffee to keep up the energy.
posted by Danielle at 10:49 AM
2 Comments:
I have a vague feeling someone has already got the title "i can jump puddles"
I'm like that with leaves and puddles too! I live in Ivanhoe where there is one particular street I love called Fairy Street. The trees there think it's autumn as well - I think for us leaf lovers it's going to be long time between summer and next autumn!
When I was a kid, I wrecked soooooooo many pairs of school shoes jumping in puddles - my mum was not pleased...
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