#outside class

[judedoyle]

Fuck It, Let’s Have Class Outside Today

I mean it. It’s time for everyone to touch grass.

It's just time.

[pointnclick]

lonely bitch culture is rbing posts about loving ur friends when u have none

[teachershout-blog]

Hari Bahasa

Kegiatan ini merupakan kesempatan kedua bagi saya untuk berkontribusi memperingati Hari Bahasa dan Sumpah Pemuda. Saya diberikan kesempatan untuk mengoordinasi siswa kelas 5 dalam memberikan sumbangsih memeriahkan acara tersebut. Saya melatih kelas 5 untuk menampilkan puisi “Pangeran Diponegoro” karya Nadine sebelum mendapatkan pelatihan dari Ms. Sasri. Namun, saya beberapa kali tidak datang pertemuan panitian dikarenakan surel tidak masuk ke beberapa panitia. Alhamdulillah, acara Hari Bahasa dan Sumpah Pemuda berjalan dengan baik dan meriah.

[snuwolf]

Ok so in like 7th grade I didn't care for anything because we just moved to a new state and I didn't like it at all but the point is that we were outside for this one class and me and this other girl were the farthest from the door and when we were called back to the classroom we just casually walked back but these popular kids looked at us and laughed and closed the door on us (btw the doors are always locked before you close them). When we got to the door we heard giggles and shit so the other girl proceeded to gently knock hoping they would open the door and they just laughed a bit harder so she was about to knock again until I gently pushed her aside and just slammed on the door and nearly broke it's hinges and stepped back and the kids quickly opened it and I saw a look of fear on all of their faces and one of them muttered "Jesus Christ" but I kept mine in the sharpest most unimpressed face I've ever had and they were just staring at the other girl and I'm pretty sure that they feared her for the rest of the year

[nascentthoughts2]

My Third Outing, Stephanie Kallos

         On March 2, Stephanie Kallos a guest speaker came to campus and did a one woman show. Mixed raced and a cancer survivor, Stephanie told us about her life and triumphs  through spoken word. With heavy drum beats in the background, and instrumentals that sound like falling rain, her performance was powerful and bought me to a place where I began to think about my aunt who had recently passed on from breast cancer.Though no direct correlation to Emma Goldman's sexual politics, this performance was away in which women can learn about other women as well as themselves. To simplify Emma Goldman's theory like this, does it no justice, but part of discussing women's politics in general has much to do with how educated we are about ourselves and the world around us.

I wrote this poem for my aunt almost a year and a half after she died:

To watch You did not ask for this You asked for nothing more than to live To be young To be old To watch your grandchildren grow We did not ask  Ask to see you like this, nor wish this on anyone else  To think that you were so young, and something in all of us could matastisize Larger than life, it was Because it took you A true monster in its own right To fathom, the fact that you are no longer here because of something we all have is no simple monstrosity It sits with me I sat with you and watched the devil run through your veins and perhaps I thought nothing of it because you looked strong to me Perhaps I took the time I had with you for granted To smile because I know your soul rests with the red devils opponent Chemo therapy made me question my faith But you never did To wait patiently Because our times on earth are only temporary, but to move in opposition by which you were faced with is eternal Strong now and safe We miss you and perhaps if you were only a mile away, we could have movie nights but instead I look up at the sky and imagine that you are a star bigger than hollywood's actors To say That aunt is all I thought you to be, would be nostalgia standing at my feet To mourn I have but you live on in me In life By all those by which you have touched

         Further, as women we must educate ourselves and one another, because no one is going to do it for us. Stephanie Kallos did this for her audience through spoken word. I try to do it by challenging people's beliefs and thoughts (not always so great). But however you can help the growth of another woman is equally important. This class has exposed me to various thoughts and ways in which women expressed themselves on all levels. Stephanie Kallos did her addressing on her own terms. He struggle with cancer was my aunt's struggle, weird but I felt her in the room. With all that I took from this performance, one thing that will always stick with me is the fact that, "love inspires love" (Kallos).

Tubman