Day 22-24
Well, timer on…
I had meant to write again Sunday, after writing Sunday morning, but I had a lot of grading…this fast Theater History I class is time squandering, in regards to grading…and I have 21 very engaged students, who write well, and very thorough, thus, each grading cycle (every two days) is an epic experience. And…typically after grading for about 6-8 hours, I have nothing left to write…
Anyway, last Sunday, Father’s Day I did the 69 Days of Mourning Sequence that I did for my Dad 2 years ago – the 69 Day Journey in search of an American Method (a pluralistic method) of mourning…I’m not sure I succeeded in that journey, but it is a sequence that I connect with him, to honor him, and, thus, I did it on Sunday. It was a nice revisiting. I was worried I wouldn’t be strong enough to do it (I remember it being really hard), but I was just fine. I think I’m stronger than my body is showing me right now…
Monday, I didn’t do anything because I spent the entire day with Nick trying to make him a New Yorker and make our ’92 Astro Van a New Yorker…it took forever and was not completed…by the time we were done, I had to go teach at the prison, and, by the time I came home from the prison…I was spent…no workout…because it would have been “no fun” and would have “no novelty” (the goals of this 68 Day Journey until the wedding).
Tuesday, I had training with NACL in the morning and then later that night I did the wedding circuit training while grading for 7 hours…The training was very cool that day. We had a landing pad training on how to fall or use different landing pads. (This is a method that the Carpetbag Brigade Theatre Company uses.) I think my hip bones are still bruised today as I write. I learned the subtle differences between skin contact, muscle contact, and bone contact. We did contact improv with the floor, the wall, and other people.
Yesterday, was the the graduation for Cohort 2 at the prison, and I was asked to be at the ceremony, so I went. It was a very rewarding experience because I haven’t ever been able to see what the education of our country’s prison population has on their families. It was amazing; impossible to put on paper. There were some pretty amazing speeches, and then we ate lunch with everyone. I was served lunch by the Cohort that I am teaching currently. I, apparently, have a reputation at the prison right now as being the hardest teacher. It brought about really funny encounters with my bosses at the college hearing how the students perceive me.
I wasn’t feeling very well after the ceremony, and, yet, I went to the DMV to make the Astro Van a New Yorker. We were successful. I was (still) not feeling very well after that, so…I called it a day…I will have to make this up somehow today…
Well, timer on…
I had meant to write again Sunday, after writing Sunday morning, but I had a lot of grading…this fast Theater History I class is time squandering, in regards to grading…and I have 21 very engaged students, who write well, and very thorough, thus, each grading cycle (every two days) is an epic experience. And…typically after grading for about 6-8 hours, I have nothing left to write…
Anyway, last Sunday, Father’s Day I did the 69 Days of Mourning Sequence that I did for my Dad 2 years ago – the 69 Day Journey in search of an American Method (a pluralistic method) of mourning…I’m not sure I succeeded in that journey, but it is a sequence that I connect with him, to honor him, and, thus, I did it on Sunday. It was a nice revisiting. I was worried I wouldn’t be strong enough to do it (I remember it being really hard), but I was just fine. I think I’m stronger than my body is showing me right now…
Monday, I didn’t do anything because I spent the entire day with Nick trying to make him a New Yorker and make our ’92 Astro Van a New Yorker…it took forever and was not completed…by the time we were done, I had to go teach at the prison, and, by the time I came home from the prison…I was spent…no workout…because it would have been “no fun” and would have “no novelty” (the goals of this 68 Day Journey until the wedding).
Tuesday, I had training with NACL in the morning and then later that night I did the wedding circuit training while grading for 7 hours…The training was very cool that day. We had a landing pad training on how to fall or use different landing pads. (This is a method that the Carpetbag Brigade Theatre Company uses.) I think my hip bones are still bruised today as I write. I learned the subtle differences between skin contact, muscle contact, and bone contact. We did contact improv with the floor, the wall, and other people.
Yesterday, was the the graduation for Cohort 2 at the prison, and I was asked to be at the ceremony, so I went. It was a very rewarding experience because I haven’t ever been able to see what the education of our country’s prison population has on their families. It was amazing; impossible to put on paper. There were some pretty amazing speeches, and then we ate lunch with everyone. I was served lunch by the Cohort that I am teaching currently. I, apparently, have a reputation at the prison right now as being the hardest teacher. It brought about really funny encounters with my bosses at the college hearing how the students perceive me.
I wasn’t feeling very well after the ceremony, and, yet, I went to the DMV to make the Astro Van a New Yorker. We were successful. I was (still) not feeling very well after that, so…I called it a day…I will have to make this up somehow today…
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