Ok, I have trust issues. Basically it comes down to this: I trust nobody. Now, I'm not talking paranoia here, but I really do have issues believing what people tell me. So I was thinking: Why do we trust people? Is it because we want to believe in the inherent goodness of people? Can you trust someone after finding out they lied to you? Does it matter if people lie to you? Why are we surprised after finding out someone has lied to us? Maybe some of the people who read ...
So apparently yesterday was only the beginning of the Invasion of the Procrastinators into the Writing Center. I've only been here an hour and 45 minutes and I only have a faint memory of the whirlwind of action that just passed through our small center.The sign-in sheet is nearly full, which hardly ever happens, and all the tutors are practically panting as we stare at eachother in awe. This is written in a spare moment that I gained because a student who had signed up for me at ...
if this works i will be happy. because it has taken me a week to figure out how to work blogs. woot! it WORKED! So to celebrate, here is another picture of a duck. !
I got this brilliant idea today while sitting bored in the Writing Center that I could start this blog off as a little account of what it's like to be a writing tutor...then my boredom was interrupted by a swarm of customers and visitors... I had come in at 11, and seen that there were already two appointments set up for me back-to-back at 1 and 1:30. One of our tutors recently decided that she no longer wanted to work her 9-4 Tuesday and Thursday schedule, and instead changed her ...
Every year on the 11th of November, I go down to my Grandfather's grave and the war memorial. This year will be no different. When he died 3years ago (in Canada, he was here before the rest of us) all of us grandchildren put a rose into the earth with his coffin. Before I had put mine in I took one of the petals of and put it in my suit pocket. I forgot about it and it stayed there, until I had the suit on again a few days ago and found the petal. I hardly met my grandfather ...
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