#22 (aka: Creating change)

Something amazing happened today in my English class.

We had a "discussion" (read: lecture) with the faculty about an incident that happened with an autistic student at our school. The vice principal is always saying how what our teachers and advisors are here to do is prepare us for the world outside of pioneer, and they say all the time that we're adults, but they treat us like we're in third grade, and that just isn't working anymore. Anyway... in my English class, we were supposed to watch some film about 9/11, but it didn't happen because we ended up talking about all the injustices that the administration were committing on us. And since they had a meeting where they were the only ones talking, we decided it's our turn to make them listen. so we're going to speak with our class representatives and then go to our own class supervisors/advisors (whatever they are) and plan a meeting where we tell our side to the people who haven't listened to us.

Since I started to be an activist on behalf of Trans people, I was under the impression that because no one in my school seemed to care, they didn't know (and could never know) what it's like to fight for something that you believe in with all your heart. And they might not see what happened today as monumental, but I do. Everybody always saw our class as the slackers, but we're going to change their minds. This is an incredible day.

#17 (aka: Friday good grades gladness)

Oh, I’m a happy Transdude this afternoon. I just found out that I made high honors second quarter! Many woots! Here are the results of my report card that led to that wonderful conclusion being proclaimed:

Eng 12A – B
Math Workshop – A
Contemporary Issues – A
Digital Art – A-
HS Chorus – A
First Aid – A
Phys. Ed. 11/12 – A

Again, many woots! :-D

#16 (aka: Examination)

I just finished my First Aid final exam about fifteen minutes ago. I have Chorus next, and it's a half day, so after two blocks of that (following another block here in the First Aid/9th Grade Health/Sewing-Textiles classroom) I'll be able to go home. ::YAY!!!::

Last Friday, my Chorus teacher gave us the written part of our exam. That went okay, I think, except for the note reading, and subsequent song identifying through note reading. I don't read notes. It would have gone better if I did, but I don't. So there. But, anyway... last week when I took that part of the exam, my throat was still too glibber-globbly to sing. And, since it's Chorus, singing is part of the exam. So I'll do that part today. However, some questions ring through my mind at the end of each semester in Chorus: Why do we have an exam in that class? All we do is sing! And why does she think that we're going to remember the notes of our songs after we sing them? Come on! Hardly any of us even read music!

...Jeez...