I confess I had lived

Of course my dreams of an uniterruped reading was asking to much. Not because of my kids but for my boss and his evil kickside who asked me to go to the office on Saturday morning, meaning I was at Santiago at 18 hrs not 10 in the morning at first planned.

Still, there are lot of passages I TRULLY enjoy.

Will go spoiler hunting and making comments on your journals.
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Ok, I’m in the middle of the Social Pedagogy Congress. It turn to be pretty interesting, in lots of ways. Antibiotics are doing their works, I’m raising from the grave.

( Bitching and gossiping about the congress )

Last semester a group of students in Bad university start complaining about how little "action" we have there. I tell them that they need to pick up the oportunities and make thinks happend.
Today,we have just close the first symposium of special education, organized by them. I appear giving my sing (public face) what is a shame because they did all the work, at least I make it clear to the dean and the headmaster (?) that was their work. It was a very good work. The best of all was the speech of two cubans proffessors and the testimony of a blind lawyer.
I'm proud of my girls.

This is what I call a mess, and is enterily my fault.
The problem is that I don't felt a bit guilty. On thge contrary I want to laugh about my stupidity.
In an rapt of ciber creative, I made an excell list where I put all the grades of my students, if I press the bottom: Ta daaaa!: the rates were there.
So I did it, and fill all the administrative papers with that grades. But yesterday my helper called me, saiyng a poor girl fail the class but didn't understand why.
When I check, It seems that I made wrong the excell equations! Now I will go and face my death at the uni. If I never updated again, you know: Boss killed me.

In other front, the beast I have for pet piss all arround my room: The courtains, sheets, cover, walls. Not even the rabbit do that, but the dog!
I love my rabbit by the way, he is so smart.

Ok. This was supoussed to be an essay day, hubby would do it alone AND I will just beta and review for him. But, today his mum was send to the hospital with pneumonia, the man who fix the car (yes, it was still out of order) call saying that it is fix and the bill is..., how to phrase it? Scandalous, we just don't have that much. We are paying my son hospital's bill, and dealing with the consecuenses of the dicrease of job we have this semester. So he is in a pitifull state. And of course, he let the essay to the very last date.

But I'm a grown up now. I let him battle alone,I take charge of the kids. Now I read his introduction to the essay, which is pretty good (is not a problem of knowing, he just get too nervous). Now, in a very motherly way (hate it, I`m his wife, not Molly Weasley) I divided the rest of the work in three more little and handle tasks. While he do it, kids will be sleeping and I will leave to a meet some friends. When I return, I told him I expect him to give me the tasks I ask him, we will discuss it, and I will help him in the writting of his ideas.


Not the ideal situation, but much more better than other days, I'm improving in the "NO" compartiment.It is better because, I am helping him, but he is doing his own work, he can, I know that, I`ve seen his work before. Now, If I only could abducted him to the therapyst I will be in the glory.

In the Fibromyalgia front, things are so & so, better than last year at this month but worst as it was in summer. Must ask if there is a relation between sintoms and autumm/winter time. Also, I was having a very strict diet, wich I drop (lazzy, lazzy me) and I think I might be paying the consecuenses. Diet was good.

In the fic arena there are two answer to my challenge, one of them is pretty good, so good that I quit writting mine. The other one is from a new author, and I bet she is a teen. She will need encouragement.


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I love making challenges, maybe is because I dont dare to write fics in english, and I'm always having bunnies in my head.
Next one will be something in the line of "Dumbledore's rage", the school reaction to this teacher relation thingy. I'm ploting the challenge conditions: Any suggestions, they are wellcome and will be correctly adress.

Corazon send a message today consernig LaLS, I never like that site to much, my inner snob find it a little to smut and kitsch. But what pick my attention is the fact that people fight arround this fic thing. Really, I can`t get it.

In the same line, soon they will change WIKTT front page picture (Thank GOD), but I`m minority, the pics I like are rarely the ones that wins.

Well, not such a bad day for being "dark essay day".

Today was the final day of my oral tests.
And a surprise was in agenda for me.
The subject I was testing was multiculturalism, and there were some bibliography about pluralism and tolerance in Chile.
So there it come this student, who hasn't step out of the closet yet. Very reject by their peers, and we start the test. The guy is brilliant, have no problems in that arena, so what start like an oral exam soon changes into a very interesting and private talk. In which he start analyzing the gay community in Chile - in third person - and soon enough I realized he was testing me.
If I was worth his confidence.
Well, we spent a lot of time talking about gay in general, and chilean attitude towards them; he also told me that "some of them has been abuse at 4 yr old", at that point it was clear to me that he was talking of his experience. He don't recognized his options to me.
I think he was trying to know what my thoughts in the matter were. We agree to spend some time around a coffee after classes. I felt as he need an extra ear, just some one who listen.
Chile is a very closed society, gay are still a big issue, with no space at all, except af a diversion in tv shows, or some space as prett a porter.
It must be hard for him. Most of my gay friends have live the country to settle them self in Europe - very expensive option - or are very hide in the closet.
Who say in her LJ, something about a gay so inside the closet, that have reach Narnia?, that closet must be full of chileans.

There are some days that I felt that is worth teaching. Today I made an oral exam to my Bad University students. They were terrified. One girl enter very pale and trembling. I swear I'm not Snape, truly.
It seems that in three years, this was their first oral.
The question I made need comprehension and analysis of some texts and it aplication to our local culture. And they did it pretty well!!!!!! I'm so proud of them.
The top mark was for the ones that could actually sit down and have a conversation on the topic, being cappable of problemataized and argue using adecuately the concepts we have study. And there were three of them with top marks.