View allAll Photos Tagged EnglishClass
Students and faculty begin the spring semester of 2023 at IU Kokomo. (Photos by Mike Glassburn/IU Kokomo)
Oberlin College students work one-on-one with high school students weekly and receive training from the Writing Associates Program.
Photo by Michael Hartman
I think Salinger's a jerk and a weirdo in the annoying, arrogant, self-indulged sense.
Either way, I was listening to people talk about Catcher in the Rye today and I began to doodle as usual in my notebook, and this is what resulted.
Grandparents Day at Worcester Academy, Oct. 26, 2018. Grandparents enjoyed dinner on Rowe Court in Daniels Gym and went back to class with their grandchildren.
My daughter with one of the boys in her English class at Kogakura junior high school in Nagasaki. She taught with the JET program there for one year.
I really don't know why I look happy here - grade 8 was the polar opposite of grade 7. No one liked me at all, though they were driven by a small group that seemed to have a grudge against me, led by someone who lived across from me. One of the chief reasons for my move to Barrhaven after thirteen years at Meadowlands.
This would have been taken in English class, by my English teacher who also didn't seem to like me (she got mad at me as easy as if she were to continue breathing for the rest of her life).
Things were discreetly thrown at me, I only had my one best friend from grade 7, and even he related threats to me from other people. I hated grade 8.
Taken from my yearbook.
I just realized that most of the guys in the class sat in the center column, while the gals sat on the two side columns. There were some guys in the front right column, but that's about it for gender mixing.
A subtle reminder of the gender separation that every culture seems to have instilled amongst its population. Even in the US, guys and gals seem to just naturally segregate to their respective gender groups, even when the social setting doesn't specify that.
So this was a photo I took as part of an English assignment. We were supposed to do something "creative" that summarized (kinda) the book you read. I read the Scarlet Letter and honestly, I have NO idea how this idea popped into my head. I thought about the book and just thought about a women carrying books through the fog. Lol
So after school I went to Party City and got a fog machine and a cloak and my mom modeled for me. Thanks mom!
--
Camera Info:
Canon T2i
Canon 50mm 1.2L
---
Editing:
Actions
Nebula
Textures
430 EX II camera right shot using a reflective umbrella
---
Copyright by Amanda Johnson
---
Don't be a gloomer, have an awesome day ;)
Follow me on twitter:
@anatomyofamanda
Carter's a fun, funny kid. I think he said maybe four words to me all semester long...
Anyway, he and Patrick did an awesome doubles poem, a collaborative effort.
Awards were little plastic trophy cups with their names and the award category written on masking tape wrapped around the base, as well as a pick of sundry dollar store treats.
I worry I am destined to always screw something up with my Writing 12 class... Last year was just the year of student apathy, which lead to me being apathetic. The year before was just sort of a gong-show... My first year was pretty good. This year I had awesome kids, and I think we had a good first and second term, but I think I fucked up and dropped the ball third term. I don't know what's wrong with me sometimes...