Had a great time yesterday with fellow teachers and future educators! I led a session on challenge-based activities to build your classroom as a team.
We used some tried and true teambuilding activities and some brand new ideas to emphasize reflection and lesson longevity.
If interested, my presentations are always public! You can find the link on Twitter and Facebook.
I really enjoyed this first journal worksheet!
I can imagine using it whenever I feel stuck on a subject. This week I spent 30mins getting down some thoughts about POV, but the more I wrote, the more I realised how little I knew. There are so many nuances to POV that I would love to create an entire masterclass on it. Same thing with dialogue, which I get asked about A LOT.
I think I'm going to spend next week swotting up in the library. :D
I hope you're all have a great weekend. Don't forget to make some time to write! :) #writingjournalchallenge#amwriting#writing#writersofig#stationeryaddict#stationerylove#journal#studygram#printable#galenleather
I absolutely love my self-stirring mugs and how they froth my coffee at my every whim. Here's hoping it helps get some words out today. ☕️☕️🙏🏻👊🏻📝 Also for #readwritejune today, I'm gonna go with #rowanandaelin for the #fictionalcouple prompt.
Intense growth and discovery. In the last six months of my life. I've learned so much. Not only have I learned to love myself again, but I've acquired more spiritual knowledge than ever before. Invest in yourself, not in material things but in your soul. Eat healthier, move around, enjoy life's simple yet beautiful things. Learn that from heartache or heartbreak you will always have a lesson to be taught. Learn from your mistakes. First step in learning is acknowledging. No one likes to see their flaws, learn to embrace them. We are all in this world together why not make the best of it and share the most primordial part of being here. Share your love with one another, we are all connected and part of our growth as a race is to always look out for each other. #CinNotes#writersofig#writersofinstagram#selflove#newmoonin ♋️#lifeofasensitive ♋️
In order to let Buddhism sink in, we must truly unlearn everything that we have learned. Instead of arguing about the information, we must put the information to the test. This is what Buddhism is about. It’s not simply about learning new information, but rather, putting it into practice in our daily lives. We should make space for knowledge to enter, because Buddhism is simple, yet complicated at the same time.
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Sometimes a soul crashes into you that just consumes you and devours all that you are and you let it, because you just want to get lost in all its splendor
Doodle: Get lost in love.
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You could be #writing the #book that #changes your #life . This ones works in two ways. If you happen to be writing the next Harry Potter, it will probably change your life quite literally. Like it did for @_jk.rowling But we also all have that book that changed our life while reading it. Writing one can do that to! I'm currently working on a novel that is very personal to me, and it sure feels good to process a very personal experience this way. And who knows how many other lives you'll change...
Which book changed your life? Or are you writing one? (For me, it's all works by #terrypratchett ) #brandonsanderson#sanderson#book#changeyourlife#writeyourlife
I thought you were my foe, now I realise the true essence of your part in my life's journey... Of course I've great friends, but what will become of me without your sneer?
Always behind me to make all my efforts seem uncouth.
I can see in those eyes an iota of doubt.
Ready to pounce with little or no caution like a tout.
Wait a minute, I can't say I love you, but I'm indeed grateful to have you.
If not for your endless hate, I wouldn't strive to be the best.
I see you everywhere... In that old school friend that stalks when I'm fast asleep to drop snide comments.
Actually you spurred me into making my dreams a reality.
For those who looked down on me and raised your noses in scorn... I appreciate you, at least I've more persons to take back their words and actions.
Sincerely, let's encourage our foes, some call them enemies.
In their hate lies the power to birth a stronger person; Me.
This is to being foes (unintentional friend) as long as you deem fit.✌💪👊 Cheers! 🍹🍹 Love from: Kunbella🎠
"She's a chameleon soul, changing colors now and then. She's this 5 minute morning stretch you do half asleep but powerful enough to drive you out of bed. She's the vintage vinyl record playing sweet melodies like bird's symphonies.
She's not the full stop, she's a semi colon, with her around - it's not the end. She's the peacocks dancing in the first rain of july and the fallen leaves of autumn. She's not the whipped cream or a plain yogurt, she's the pumpkin scent and she's the touch of cinnamon - She's different.
She's the sound of laughter, she's the sight of a rainbow, she's the smell of mud with rain. She's everywhere. She's in the normal. She's in the chaos. She's always there, in everything you see, in everything you will ever have.
She's not a masterpiece, she's more of a kaleidoscope - Broken but beautiful. She's everything you ever wanted, but she's also a runaway. She's fire and she's water. She's the one you never forget.
She's always there. In everything."
//She's the one. (via @dianadabdi)
Cushion | Still after a long lost while // Embedded in a pillow; frowning faint smile // Twists memory's knife like a dial // These jolts, take the mind back miles // Are like revelations to the trial // Poignant focus, like so much stunned style // Lingering long after all's forgiven // And all's forgotten... and all's filed...
Sadness. That tiny piece of hurt that envelopes your heart.
Grief. Hurt multiplied into the number of times a smile could not cover up part one. Cue tears slash tightly closed fists slash fake brave faces.
Pain. When grief turns into a weight on your heart. A weight that is.. well, heavy. Too heavy. Way too heavy.
Cue swinging of said closed fists and wailing and whining and.. you get the picture.
Defence. Aka playing soldier for your heart. Enter doors, walls and armies supplied by the ever suspicious brain. This is also where the "hobbies" and "passions" play an important role. (Thank you King and Queen.) Five.
Hope. A stage that actually plays a part in all the above phases. But here, after defence, it becomes a significant presence. Armies become drunk, walls are torn down piece by piece and doors- thrown into the pits of optimism.
Redo. The above mentioned phases repeat. Hurt takes over, infects every drunk soldier and helps make stronger ones.
Exhaustion. That little imaginary wire holding everything together snaps. Scarred pieces fall into the ground and the heart? It smiles with bruised, tear-stained cheeks.
Now comes eight.
Freedom. Of everything and everyone. Of walls and words and hurt and trust. Here comes the relief of a new beginning.
The promise of a better tomorrow.
This is where happiness takes on a new meaning. ~Vishwa Parikh (PS: if you get the references, I love you already)
| IF YOU EVER COME BACK |
I know we fell, but I also know that I fell at a faster velocity.
I know you're sound asleep when I can't sleep but I can dream of us.
I know you're having the time of your life when my life stands stuck because of you.
I know I can't blame you, I know this is my problem, but I also know that both of us could have hurt a little less if you would've left a little before than what still feels like an eternity.
I know you had a quiet chaos within you that drove you a little mad, but I also know that when your demons left you, they were looking for a host. Your demons latched on to my soul.
I know you think that everything is mere mechanics and a little oil here and a little screw adjustment there and everything will be fixed, but I also know that no matter how many tools you arrange, you can never fix what you did to us.
I know you're going for good and I know you've already almost forgotten me, but I also want you to know that there'll be light in the hall and a key under the mat, if you ever come back. If you ever come back. -M.S.
Inspired from the song "If You Ever Come Back" by The Script.