Lightly Through the Underbrush

can i offer anyone some questionable whump fic i wrote after thinking about the needle phobia thing

And it’s just like. People need food right now you know.

Yeah, UBI is better than the quinoa chips. Sure. But right now the quinoa chips are stopping people from going hungry and if all we can do is get the food bank quinoa chips to more people, then I say so be it. That’s something. I’ll almost always take baby steps over nothing.

My co-teacher came up with an idea. She said to me: “I’m going to project a Shakespearean sonnet on the board that you have never seen before. They are going to watch you struggle through it, and they are going to see what it takes to authentically annotate something to attempt to understand it”. This was a good idea because it targeted a pitfall of my teaching: that I already know the answer— a predetermined answer I want my students to come to. Therefore, when I ask the class a question, they are aware that there is an answer in my head I want them to arrive at. This method can stifle students’ voice. So, I stood at the front of the classroom that day, feeling exposed, sight-reading Shakespearean sonnets. With most of the sonnets, I, with the help of the class, could only get to about 75% understanding and accuracy at best. But my confusion — my apparent struggle and frustration in understanding each new sonnet— was key for my students. They felt free to posit their interpretations and even to disagree with me. In each session, a student shared a thought or possibility that not only I had failed to see but was also ultimately accurate. One student couldn’t wipe the smile off her face when she figured out a metaphor that stumped both me and my co-teacher. “This was fun”, she and her classmate said to each other when the bell rang.

Just another Tuesday

THE OTHERS (2001) dir. Alejandro Amenábar

Reflecting

"Because of the deer and rabbits, fucking thing ate all the wolves"

Your reward will me the possibility of me embarrassing myself in front of this guy who, if he remembers me at all, currently considers me a perfectly normal, recently graduated environmental studies student. He would fucking love this idea, genuinely - he's buddies with the environmental literature professor. He might even be the right age group to recall tumblr being a thing in like 2012 or so.

this is not a comedy

THE PITT (2026) - S02 E10 4:00 P.M.