After a whirlwind of excitement and laughter, it's only fitting to encapsulate the experiences in the virtual pages of this blog. Blogger, our faithful chronicler, has been witness to the tapestry of our past, each week unfurling a new chapter of memories while revisiting the old ones. Despite the time-consuming nature of this ritual, the fulfillment it brings is unmatched. As I sit down to weave the narrative of this week, a sense of anticipation lingers - a promise that this blog may just be more interesting than the rest. Curious? Dive into the text, and the reasons will unfold with each word.
Squaredle: The unlikely death of me
In the realm of our classroom, Squaredle has emerged as both ally and adversary, a captivating force that has swept through the student body. Its magnetic pull is undeniable, leaving us craving more, making it the undisputed game of choice. My fondness for Squaredle is genuine, but as the saying goes, every rose has its thorn. The coveted chance to control the board and manipulate the words fell into my hands this week. However, a series of unintentional mishaps led to an unexpected banishment by Miss. The shock of the decree reverberated through me - unjustly accused, I found solace in the fact that controlling the board was never my forte. Enter Naboni, the savior, ready to navigate the Squardle universe with finesse.
Drunk Picasso could do better!
Amidst the trials and tribulations of wordplay, drawing became a welcomed respite in our AEP class. An escape from the rigors of essay writing, it provided a canvas for exploration. Despite my questionable artistic skills, the activity served as a valuable lesson on the components of an essay. Our process diagram may have resembled a drunken Picasso creation, but the revelation during the showcase was exhilarating. Our messy rendition mirrored the original more than we dared to believe. The stark contrast between the girls' neatness and our chaotic masterpiece added a layer of humor to the experience, making it a cherished memory.
Vocab has not changed....or has it!
The return of vocabulary exercises, though seemingly routine, continues to be a cornerstone of our academic journey. Self-study has proven to be a potent tool for deeper comprehension, allowing us to expand our linguistic horizons. Amidst the varied words, "bereft" echoes through the classroom, a favorite of Leo's, while I aspire to incorporate "cursory" into my lexicon. The commitment to this practice is evident as many, including myself, witness tangible improvements in our vocabulary.
On the day of the vocabulary test, there was a noticeable shift in the usual routine. The words remained unchanged, as did the overall setup, yet a new approach was introduced. Rather than having predetermined words and utilizing a multiple-choice format on the website, we took control and steered the wheel ourselves, deciding which words each of us would define. Surprisingly, this adjustment proved to be a smooth process, ultimately making the experience more manageable.
Milk tastes worse on paper!
Transitioning to a different topic, our next essay required us to delve into the intricacies of the milk-making process. While not excessively challenging, it did demand a considerable amount of time to complete. Admittedly, my attention waned during the task, but had I remained focused, it likely would have only taken a few minutes. Hopefully, the resulting essay proves satisfactory, serving as valuable practice for the impending midterms, which are just around the corner.
In essence, this week was a tapestry of the usual and the extraordinary, a blend of simplicity and joy that characterizes every AEP class. The familiarity of routine was adorned with unexpected challenges, laughter, and shared triumphs. As we bid adieu to this week's escapades, the anticipation for what the future holds in our AEP class is palpable. Until the next blog, my fellow readers, may the weeks ahead unfold with more adventures and discoveries.
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