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Posted by willkay on May 2, 2013
Posted by willkay on December 3, 2011
Bring it on! Sheffield United win today, and are in the third round of the FA Cup. But, more importantly, Santos Laguna beat Morelia 3-2 and are into the final of Apertura. Soon be adding a fourth star to that badge :^)
Posted by willkay on October 8, 2011
The predicted (by me) battle betweenEngland and Ireland, in the semi-finals of the rugby world cup, will not be happening. In the early hours of this morning, Ireland lost to Wales. This was followed by England losing to France. This means that Wales will now meet France in next week’s semi-final.
I shall now sit in the corner and cry for a little bit.
Posted by willkay on January 7, 2011
Posted by willkay on September 13, 2010
Assembly. Some how, some way, it just didn’t explode into action. We knew the song. We knew the dance. We knew our lines. But it just needed a bit more energy, a bit more oomph. Fortunately, the oomph arrived with the moustaches. Once everyone was wearing their moustache, like proud Mexicans, the “Vivas” rang out across the playground. Maybe everyone didn’t have a high-sugar breakfast, and it took some time for the oatmeal to kick in. Anyway, Maria was there and took pictures, lots of pictures. She has spent time polishing them up, making everyone look (more) beautiful/handsome, and then uploaded them to my Flickr page. They can be seen as a set called: September Assembly.
Maths, and we are still studying positive/negative integers. This time though, just for the fun of it, we are doing multiplication and division. Oh, and we introduced a new method of learning how a minus-minus-becomes-a-plus. Not just one new method, two methods. There was the “even number of lines in the question means positive, odd means negative” method. Or (the much more popular) “the baddy beats up the goody” method, which is so much easier to understand but totally impossible to explain to your next maths’ teacher – good luck with that one! Better luck with finding out who “the punctuation fairy” is. It’s an in-joke. You had to be there.
In English we finished reading the stories the students had written last week, then onto spelling. There were still two pages left in the Spelling workbook on the topic of “Short Vowels”. With those quickly done, corrected, we were ready to move on to the Grammar Workbook. The difference between a Common Noun and a Proper Noun? It’s a capital letter. But when to use one? Ah, there’s the problem. Actually the bigger problem seemed to be that I call my mum, mum. Not mom. Hey, ho.
Recess was the usual time, for the usual duration – for the sixth, fifth, and fourth grades. The rest of the school got an extra five minutes. Ah, back to that lack of energy/enthusiasm this morning. In this case, it was a reward for singing the National Anthem.
The Panama Canal. Yes! Mr. Kay gets to do some drawing. The sooner the SMARTboard arrives, the better. Oh, it appears that the SMARTboard is in Tijuana. It might arrive in school tomorrow, be on the wall by Tuesday afternoon, and I can teaching with it by Wednesday Thursday Friday. Anyway, until it arrives, the class had to put up with my drawing and the laptop. We watched a couple of videos (this one and this one) about the locks on the canal and a trip through the whole canal.
- Art Shirt: painting tomorrow and if you don’t have an art shirt, you will not paint.
- Maths: Reteaching 1-8; Practice 1-8 Nos:1-8
- Grammar: page:17 nos: 1-8 and page:20 nos: 7-15
- Reading: you should be reading for 20 mins every night.
Posted by willkay on May 24, 2010
I went to my first football match at the age of five. It was my father’s way of preparing me for the World Cup, which was being held that year, 1966, in England. Can you imagine that? The first time you become aware of something, something as huge as football, coincides with winning the World Cup.Yes, 1966 was the year that England won the World Cup. In my mind, England were always (and would always be) the best in the world. Of course, in 1970 I was to learn that wasn’t exactly true, and by 1974 (when England failed to qualify for the World Cup) I was taught with the realities of supporting a football team. All teams lose. But by then it was too late, my soul was sold to Sheffield United, my heart belonged to England. Then I moved to Mexico, a chance to pick a new team, a chance to support a team that wins (or at least wins more often than Sheffield United, which shouldn’t be too difficult). Of course, I was still a Bladesman (every Saturday morning you can find me on the internet, following the mighty Blades to their latest loss/draw/unexpected win), but I could also sell my soul to a new team. Become a true supporter of…who? I met people, talked to people, and then one day I ended up in a bar watching El Classico – Chivas v América. There was a team playing in my beloved red and white stripes, and (more importantly) maria was cheering them on. I could see who I was going to support, this was going to be my new team. However, just before I made the plunge I asked maria: So, Chivas are your local team? And that is when I discovered that they weren’t. maria is from Torreón. As a child, her dad had taken her to watch Santos Laguna. Santos were her team. And instantly they became my team, much to her frustration. She tried to talk me out of it. She told me that they would break my heart. She told me how they would look really good for the first ten minutes of a match and then fade away. How they would go 2-0 up in a match only to lose 2-3. Santos were the Mexican equivalent of Sheffield United. I was sold. Santos became my team. maria was convinced that I had made a foolish decision, I knew nothing. And yet, in 2008, after I’d been supporting them for only a couple of years, they won Clausura. Eat my goal!
Yesterday my heart was broken. I keep going through it in my mind, and it still makes no sense. How did they lose from being 3-1 up?
Reading Logs: I know, I know, it’s late again. Friday was a rush, today was even worse, but somehow I managed to squeeze in enough time to take down the reading log numbers, and update The Wall of Fame. Hurray!
THE WALL OF FAME
1460 pages: Scarlatte 951 pages: Ana Elena 473 pages: Monica 460 pages: Carlo Ivan 450 pages: Paulina R. 433 pages: Valerio 311 pages: Miroslava
Seven students on The Wall of Fame and seven students in the 200+ Club. Again I am really impressed with my students. Well done to all.
Football match: England v Mexico. Very kindly, Miss Monica invited the sixth grade (and me) to watch the game. Not only did she get the television set up in the multi-activity room (thanks Professor Humberto), but she also provided snacks. A very interesting afternoon followed – interesting for me at least, my team won.
I still don’t understand it. After six penaltiies there was no possible way Santos could lose. And yet, they managed to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory. If Oswaldo had completed his save. If Vuoso had hit the target. If, if, if…and it was not to be.
Favourite Moment Of The Day (FMOTD): The match
Once, about 15 years ago, I arranged to take 50 pupils to a football match in London. A local football club, Crystal Palace, couldn’t sell enough tickets to a match, because the opposition were so unpopular. They contacted the school and offered us free tickets. The team they were playing was Sheffield United. I snatched up the tickets, took the kids, and watched the mighty Blades lose. Today I got to watch a match with my students, and for the first time I came out on the winning side, which was nice. Of course, this time I didn’t have to face the humiliation of the students actually singing to me, as they had done 15 years ago at a football ground, as part of the crowd. So that might have helped in making it a better moment.
Attendance: All Present
- Reading: This is not an option. You should be reading 20 minutes every night.
- Spanish and Civics: Exam tomorrow.