April+2016

April 2016
In my highschool classes I tell the students that "AprilMayJune" goes by fast. Only four syllables long, it seems even quicker than "January". Spring time has a way of evaporating into thin air, and this April was no exception.

It feels a little odd writing this entry when I have other (far more significant) writing deadlines looming. However, a few words here won't take too much time away from the dissertation I'm trying to write. April provided other excursions as well, including a very literal band trip on a bus with the Dakota Wind Ensemble right at the end of the month.

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It was good to get out on the open road with a bunch of positive and well behaved high school kids. All of the adults (including our bus driver) were VERY impressed with just how well the students carried themselves. They really were excellent representatives of our Province, our city and our school.

In my life at [|Dakota] I am finishing up a Romeo and Juliet unit with Grade 9s, and just launching into A Midsummer Night's Dream with a group of grade 10s. The weather here today is summer-like, so launching into that dreamy summer play seems somehow seasonally appropriate.

T.S. Eliot penned that [|April is the cruellest month], and his poetic arguments in //The Waste Land// have often led me to agree with him. But not this April. As the first two syllables of a very quick "AprilMayJune" it has slid by with the fresh and ephemeral quality of a spring breeze, leading briskly into May.