The weekend past is finally done,
on to new challenges now begun.
This weekend was the LCBI Grad weekend. Dinner, speeches, dressing fancy (yes i wore my shirt with buttons and pants with a belt and black shoes and socks) (no they weren't my soccer socks) (yes they were my hiking socks) (whatever)
Today (monday) the grads left this morning for a grad breakfast in Saskatoon. Tonight will be the Grad Tea. The parents are gone. It will be the Grads and the Staff. A more relaxed and informal celebration of the time spent together. The theme the students chose this year was grecian. So each department has been assigned a different group of grads and a different group of Greeks. We were given the task of reimagining the students as Greek heroes and have written a little story incorporating them all together. I'll have the more dangerous honour of reading the story while my colleagues hide behind a puppet curtain while holding masks on pencils with the students pictures on them. Yeah. It should be good.
And the public speaking/going in front of a group will continue this week as on Wednesday I'll be speaking in "Chapel." This being the mandatory time in the morning when the students all head over to the chapel (former gym) and listen to someone talk about stuff. Usually somehow connected to God. Perhaps exhorative. I'm not really that sure what the perameters for this event are; except that it's 20-25mins in duration. I jokingly said to some students the other day that the reason I waited 2 months into the job before I spoke in public was so that in the event I get fired for saying something innapropriate at least I've earned 2 months worth of wages. The thought of speaking fills me with the anicipatory excitement and dread. I'm looking forward to it and the challenge it poses. One of the challenges I face is that I get so excited when speaking and there is so much I want to say that it comes out rather fast and perhaps in ways that not everyone follows. (Many of you no doubt attest to this! ;) )
Following my appearance at Chapel, Doug, the President here, has asked me to share my thoughts at a meeting of the Admin to discuss school policy, future, what I've seen from my outside coming in perspective, etc. In clarifying more with him, it sounds like he'd also like me to facilitate a discussion amongst the team here along those lines. Again I'm not really sure what it all entails or what I am doing but I hope to do it well.
OOOh and yesterday I got to wear a robe alongside all the rest of the staff and sit on the stage for the grad ceremony. I didn't know that was part of the job. It was one of those black dealies with large billowy sleeves. And of course the different staff had different coloured sashy thingies denoting their academic levels of achievement. As we were walking in, Mr.Delainey the guy I coached for last week, was next to me and we were joking about how he was a level 9 Cleric and I was only an acolyte because I hadn't earned any sashes. I said I was level 1 with a basic turn undead spell. Then informed him that I actually wasn't a Cleric but rather a fighter hired for protection merely posing as a lower level Cleric. We were chuckling and from the front heard a loud SHHHHHHHHH so we of course turned around and told the students lined up behind us to keep it down. ;)
We finally got on stage and I tried to stay still, not fidget, nor in anyway get in trouble. All those eyes looking at me. And there were mosquitoes flying around. I'd always wait for the clapping to start and then see how many I could squish. 4 in one clapping time. There were also 37 stars decorating the basketball hoop backboard on the right. I think there were 37. They were erratically arranged and of differing sizes making it difficult, at that distance, to count with a high degree of certainty.
Also on Saturday I had a visit from an old co-worker from CMU (Canadian Mennonite University). Dan Horne works in Admissions at CMU (well until next week when he's done and moving on to a position as Associate Pastor at a church in Manitoba somewhere). We hung out a few times during my CMU days when I was in town. Which was fairly sporadic when you work for a program called Outtatown. Anyhoo.. we had certain things in common back then that facilitated an easier connection then with other staff. Proximity in age. The fact that he's was also from BC (Yarrow), drinks yerba mate, and actually knew some people I knew (Papa Theo). So it was good to see him. We drank yerba mate for the afternoon and waxed philosophically on life and it's intricacies.
Things discussed with Dan Horne:
-soon he will also have a CMU retirement coffee cup.
-the changing nature of culture and the church.
-Pajarito, the yerba brand of choice.
-ADD, ENFP's, and other found similarities.
Things to discuss when next I meet with Dan Horne:
-how does he feel if/when people pronounce his last name "horny"?
Got to go... maybe should plan.. stuff
Adios, adieu, fare thee well,
Jordan
ps today I filled out a census form. 92 years from now people will be able to discover that for a period of time I lived by myself in Outlook. I'm ok with that being known.
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