Daily Prompt : Proxy

In response to prompt : Proxy

A terrible flu kept me from going to school,

My kids complained the substitute wasn’t cool

I said, ‘you come to school to learn,

The purpose of school is learn to earn!’

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Daily Prompt : Temporary

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Temporary

 

When I applied for a teaching job, the principal of a local school, told me. ‘Well Ms. this is a temporary job, the teacher is on leave, would you be interested?’

I thought for a while about my prospects as  a teacher. Not so good my mind whispered, it’s a job as a substitute, the experience you receive here will probably not counted after you are relieved off your duties as a teacher in this particular position.

This short-lived work will only give me a very pessimistic view of life as a teacher. When the students are aware their teacher is a substitute they think it’s play time, they treat you like crap and spend their time either fighting with each other or are continuously rowdy.

I decided to refuse the temporary job and wait for one that had better probability of becoming permanent.

There are different scenarios  of a temporary job, one is you are replacing someone for a few weeks, the other because you are a new recruit, they’d like to try out for at least a year. By the end of the year, they seem to know all about you, whether you are good, bad or worse than anyone they the hiring masters saw.

If you are lucky they will give you the opportunity to prove yourself and a year in most cases is enough. I went through this test when I started my teaching career in North America. The Principal was a kind person who treated me well, and judged my talent, not where I came from. He gave me  a permanent contract after the first year which made me feel lucky.

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365 Writing Prompts: Red pill, blue pill

If you could get all the nutrition you needed in a day with a pill –no worrying about what to eat, no food preparation–would you do it?

No I do not like the idea of substituting a pill for real food. There is a satisfaction of knowing, I know what ingredients I’m using to cook my food. Preparing food is not a chore for me I enjoy cooking , buying groceries, visiting a number of stores to get what I want. It is sheer pleasure for me.

As regards the pill I have my reservations, it was not that long ago a lot of people were excited with the idea of using a sugar substitute, now with research they’ve discovered it’s not that good after all,it’s a risk for cancer.

My belief is sugar is the real thing, if too much consumption of it can lead to diabetes or heart trouble, tooth decay, it’s better to give it up altogether rather than using a substitute.

I remember one of my classmates used a substitute for sugar in her tea, but had huge serving of dessert. I pointed out to her she wasn’t helping her body but exposing it too much sugar anyway and also by taking a sugar substitute she is taking a risk.

I do not believe in any pill to reduce my work. I’m in favor of real food.

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DP Daily Prompt: Never Too Late

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Is there a person you should’ve thanked, but never had the chance? Is there someone who helped you along the way without even realizing it? Here’s your chance to express your belated gratitude.

There is a person who has helped me more than once, I did not have a chance to thank him. He is the Vice -Principal of the school where I taught.

I was living in Gander at the time, he came to our house one day when my husband was admitted in a hospital in St. John’s, he told me any time I needed help I must call him, he also said anytime I was not prepared to teach because of my husband’s ill health to call him and request him to get a substitute for that day or days.

In reply I said, ‘ but what if I’m not sick, how can I call you and  say to get a substitute for my class?’

He smiled and said, ‘Chaman, mentally you will not be able to carry on your job,if there is a sickness in the family.’

That day I was so relieved he understood  my problem. I was in a very stressful situation and was unable to thank him.

So this is from me i.e, Chaman, Mr. Melendy , thank you so much for your kind visit to my house, I’ll always remember your thoughtfulness!

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365 days Writing Prompt: Dulled

You encounter a mysterious man offering you a magic potion that,once sipped will make one of your senses (sight,hearing,taste,smell,touch)super sharp—but dull the others. Will you sip it, and if so, what sense do you choose?

I will reject the mysterious man’s potion, I feel I need all of my senses working as they should, if any of them is dulled, there will be serious consequences, I have seen people who have hearing loss, it is not easy for them to do their daily work, to help them they get hearing aid, which is not the right substitute because it has its flaws.

Hearing ,taste,touch,smell have their own specific duties, making one super sharp and dulling the others cannot work for me.

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DP Daily Prompt: Junk Food Junkie

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What’ your biggest junk food weakness? Tell us about it in its sugary, salty glory.

 

 

I am not a ‘Junk Food Junkie’ per se , having said that I must admit I do give in to some foods which might be called junk, e.g., Pizza. I do not indulge that much but every now and then I love a slice of that spicy, cheesy pizza to substitute for all the healthy foods I make myself eat. There is one thing which keeps me away from the delicious junk food and that is, I do not entertain the thought of getting my house doors wider so I can fit in. It’s terrible it’ll be spending money to fix my doors,buy new clothing, I’d be short of breath while walking and a whole bunch of unknown problems.

Who wants to buy trouble by being a ‘Junk food Junkie’.  I tell myself once in a while is okay.

 

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DP Daily Prompt: Intense! Post by Ranu

Sir Muhammad Iqbal

Sir Muhammad Iqbal (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I registered to do an online course on Iqbal the poet,philosopher.Little did I know other participants had studied about Iqbal when they merely learned to talk and walk of course.

I told myself how difficult can it be,he is another poet  and philosopher.The last word woke me up.he is a philosopher too,what do these guys do they, excuse me for writing this,” They only philosophize about everything, speculate,theorize. The last words in the previous sentence,started unraveling my brain.

I began talking to myself,now ‘Ranu’ ,my dear you needed to think before you registered yourself to rub shoulders with these knowledgeable participants.Things were getting quite intense. I couldn’t take myself out of this mess,especially when my fees was paid by the kind facilitator.It was something very unexpected. This kindness made me sweat some more. “I am trapped someone please help me”,I felt like the lion chained,was it a lion or elephant? whatever,one of those big shots,who was released by a lowly mouse.

Hey, I’ll be the mouse in this story,I thought I will gnaw anyone who threatens me. But my teeth are not sharp enough,perhaps in this case my words can be used as a substitute.

Whenever I think of the word “SUBSTITUTE’,all I can think of are the teachers who had to replace me and face my naughty kids in school for only a day.

What I have signed up for is going to last a year maybe two or even three. I shall not play the counting game it’s already making me dizzy.

I sat in front of my daughter’s computer and started typing my answer for the first lesson. I was up till midnight,my daughter was worried ‘Mom’,she called,’Are you all right’? I couldn’t say,’I am having a nightmare’!

So ended  my first assignment,it was intense,but I made it through!