Although maps have always held a peculiar charm for me, a fascination sparked during childhood by watching episodes of Dora the Explorer and her indispensable map, my relationship with them has evolved. Previously, a map was a guide to travelling to places, a tool for discovering new café locations on trips, or simply a way to marvel at rather weird corners of the globe. However, my recent academic assignments have altered my perception of maps, making them less of an object of intrigue and more a source of stress.
Essays have made maps worse!
Before, engaging with a map never entailed writing an essay. If my father discussed a historical map, I’d happily delve into a verbal explanation rather than penning an analysis. But now, as a student in an Advanced English Program, essays have become a standard expectation. Tackling these assignments has been a significant challenge, turning my once enjoyable encounters with maps into a draining task. It’s clear now that the essays, not my exhaustion, are the culprits behind this shift in sentiment.
The return of HURDLE
Our instructor, Miss Disa, hasn’t been rewinding time to relive the nostalgia of old games. Often, we’re caught up in games like Squardle, which, despite being enjoyable, can be physically laborious during long periods of standing and facing the board in class. Yet, the introduction of a the OG game called Hurdle, offered a change in pace. Sitting down, we engaged with the board differently, solving puzzles together and finding the word "alloy" on our last attempt. It was a simple yet satisfying victory, with no further noteworthy events.
FISHDOORBELL!?!?!? WHAT!
In moments of idleness, which are becoming increasingly common, I stumbled upon a peculiar website introduced by Miss Disa: Fishdoorbell. At first glance, the concept of ringing a doorbell when you see fish seemed mundane. However, it proved to be unexpectedly captivating, akin to the rare satisfaction of seeing the DVD logo perfectly corner the screen. Watching the comical faces of fish as they pass by became a source of simple joy, a reminder that sometimes, the most simple activities can offer a sense of fulfillment.
This week was notably less burdened by the usual onslaught of assignments from AEP classes, for which I am grateful. I look forward to what the coming week brings, hopefully blending a bit more excitement with the newfound simplicity. Until we meet again, take care, my friends!
you actually saw a fish?..she says while tuning her phone to FDB stte....
ReplyDeleteDo you think the fish are actually looking at us and ring a bell when they see a human?
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