After browsing through the Padlets, I found myself struggling to recall much of what they contained. It's like everything's been swept into a haze, perhaps due to the many of thoughts asking for attention in my mind. But that's what makes the padlet so crucial—it serves as a nudge to remember our journey and the experiences that might otherwise slip away unnoticed. Some moments, like the ordeal of writing essays, are probably best left in the shadows. However, before vanishing them to oblivion, let me delve into these memories in this blog. So, let's rewind back to April.
Midterm Mayhem
Midterm exams have always been a daunting hurdle for me. It was just another essay, or so I thought. Our teacher assured us that it would be based on an essay we'd previously studied about islands, leading me to believe that studying wasn't necessary. But when I sat down to tackle the exam, reality hit me like a ton of bricks. I managed to score an 84%, albeit with Miss Disa's generous boost. This only reignited my hate for maps—I had the time to prepare, but complacency got the better of me. Despite some last-minute cramming, my confidence in navigating maps remains low. They've become my nemesis once again. It seems that describing processes in science classes pales in comparison to the challenges posed by maps.
where'd vocab go?
A glance at the Google Classroom stream revealed a lot of tasks, including a dreaded vocab test. Vocab tests are par for the course in our class, typically serving as the standard assessment for quizzes or exams. Yet, they never fail to give a sense of unease, as the outcome is often uncertain. While studying is straightforward, committing the plethora of words to memory proves to be a difficult task amidst the stress of the semester. There have been countless instances where I've prepared a lot, only for the test to be canceled at the last minute. This time, however, the test was scheduled for Tuesday, April 23—the final one of the semester. So, I braced myself and studied diligently, only for the test to vanish into thin air. It's a frustrating cycle, but at least I'm prepared for the worst.
Online Classes SUCK
Returning to online classes felt like a trip down memory lane. We slipped back into our old routine with ease, complete with the customary warm-up activities. However, the joy faded when it came time for essays. Writing them online proved to be far more challenging than in person, as distractions are present in the digital realm. While the freedom was great, it also came with a bit of guilt for neglecting other activities. It was then that I remembered why I despised online schooling. Despite forging fond memories, they pale in comparison to the experiences cultivated in the classroom. The transition back to in-person classes was a welcome relief.
Revival of Codenames!
The resurrection of Codenames breathed new life into our online sessions. The prospect of engaging in this beloved word game was a refreshing change of pace. It was wonderful to revisit this favorite pastime, especially given its engaging nature. Our teacher, Miss Disa, has always had a knack for selecting entertaining games, and Codenames was no exception. Despite initially facing resistance, my suggestion eventually won out. Splitting into teams, I had the role of spymaster alongside Naboni. Although our team ultimately fell short due to my teammates' overthinking, the outcome mattered little. What truly mattered was the opportunity to bond with my AEP classmates once more over a shared love for the game.
As the final weeks of the school year draw to a close, it's impossible not to reflect on the memories we've created. I'd like to extend my heartfelt gratitude to Miss Disa for her unwavering dedication to educating and entertaining us, even during the most trying times. The experiences and laughter shared in AEP will be missed, and I eagerly anticipate the promise of more memorable moments in the years to come, if given I stay in FIS. Until next time, my brothers and sisters
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