While in school who was your favourite teacher – what grade and why?
Without a doubt my French teachers. The first at a state school (Years 7-9: Mrs Brian), the second at boarding school (Years 10 -11: Fr B. White). I loved the subject and always put down my expertise in French, while at school, to my teachers. I have to give a mention to Fr. T. Luby, my Year 11 Physics teacher. I only took the subject to have some fun at school that year, as I had seen other students completing Physics experiments while in years 7-9. I failed Year 11 maths and passed Physics! And that, my friends, says a lot about teachers’ attitudes towards students. Fr Luby always let us have some fun and laughed at a joke….but don’t step out of line. While I have high expectations of my students, I am realistic, and if sharing a lighter moment with them lightens our day so be it. And in my present (corrections) environment treating students humanely means a lot…to them.
Would you accept $5,000 to shave your head or die it bright lime green and continue your normal activities while not explaining the reason for your haircut or colour?
Yes I think I would. It would be a quick shave and a quick dye!! While at the hairdressers, a few months ago, I saw a woman with silver foils in her hair. Not knowing what they were for, but knowing my hairdresser fairly well and knowing she had a sense of humour, I suggested that “…some of those would look good in my hair…”. And there comes a time when it does not hurt to rock someone else’s world.
In 2002 I had the pleasure of teaching a Year 8 maths class which was memorable for all the wrong reasons. My ‘sanity hour’ class was Prep library on a Wednesday afternoon. MGW (a Prep primary teacher at the time) suggested I dress the part for a book relating to the beach which I was going to read to the Preps. My ‘costume’ was loud. Just as I stepped out of the staff room some of the Year 8 girls were approaching. The look on their faces was priceless and well worth any embarrassment I may have been feeling.
In 2003 I let Year 8 Geography students GEL my hair in an effort to stem their boredom and curb noise on a three-hour train trip home from Melbourne. They had been good all day and it was heading towards the end of a 15 hour day excursion. And NO! I would not have let the 2002 Year 8 students near me!
You are trapped in an elevator, who would you want to be trapped with?
No-one, because I would think they were as big an idiot as me for getting into a faulty elevator!
When you are with your friends, do your interactions include much touching—for example, hugging, kissing, rough housing, rubbing backs? Would you like to have more of this? (Note: the answers may vary depending on where you live on this wonderful planet.)
I grew up in rural Victoria where, as body language experts would agree, one had to have one’s arm outstretched just to shake hands. However,with the influx of Italy into our Irish-Scottish-English mix some of those rules/ideas have been relaxed….substantially.
Two long and two short answers again this week. Have been told I talk too much. My apologies…..hope you’re not asleep ….