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cloudHQ has saved the day!

It might seem strange that my first post of the year is about a cloud storage program thingy…but it is.

I have been using Evernote now for 3 years. It revolutionised the way I organised myself and my information. I was able to create detailed lesson plans that remained fluid and flexible – perfect for the dynamic nature of the classroom – and that were easy to find through tags and dates and titles.

But, recently I have changed schools, and much of my Evernote notebooks and notes can be archived for now. This is where cloudHQ comes in. Up until now, if I wanted to export a note from Evernote I had to package it as a HTML file, which if I’m being honest, means absolutely nothing to me. But I came across cloud HQ on a forum and it is EXACTLY what I was looking for.

cloudHQ has allowed me to export my Evernote notebooks and notes completely and identically as they appear in Evernote into Box. I now have an archive of my Evernote data that is structured exactly like it was in Evernote – all 1515 items! What this means is that I can go looking for a file or a note or a photo as easily in Box as it was in Evernote.

This is a godsend.

Unless you actually use Evernote this may be gobbledygook. But for anyone who does, and wants to export Evernote data, this is the program for you!


Living the Dreaming: Time, Authenticity & Leunig’s String of Pearls

It is always nice to come across a piece of writing that supports something I’ve felt and tried to convey to you all in class.

The other day, during our reading of ‘Grasping For Sacred Particles of Joy’ in The Lot I raised the notion of ‘time’ and we discussed the difficulty in thinking too much about what it is. But, essentially, in our lives we see time as linear. It moves from left to right, from the beginning to the end, from birth to death. The ‘passage of time’ idea feeds directly into the ‘life is a journey’ metaphor that dominates our reality.

Leunig explores and challenges the traditional view (the dominant view) that life, like time, is a journey that only travels in one direction, like a river. He creates the metaphor of the string of pearls – our lives end up becoming like “the coherent story of a life that might have looked good in a book or newspaper obituary” – and suggests that a good life is one that “has a pleasing lack of storyline.”

At the time I referred to the Indigenous Australian’s Dreaming and suggested that it deals with a completely foreign concept of time – there is no ‘back then’, but more of an ‘always was, is, and will be.’ I think I also referred to the ‘Glory Be’, which is part of the Prayers of the Rosary and conveys a similar concept:

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit.
As it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.

Kurt Vonnegut, who Leunig refers to in Xenophobia and Memorabilia – and who you can find a little more about HERE – once said in an interview: “Nothing in this world is ever final – no one ever ends – we keep bouncing back and forth in time, we go on and on ad infinitum.”  In his novel Slaughterhouse Five Vonnegut often writes the phrase: “So it goes.” It is a nod to existentialist philosophy and the inevitably of death, especially amongst the backdrop of war. See if you can find Leunig’s homage to this phrase in one of his essays!

I thinkg that Leunig is trying to connect with the sense of infiniteness with his words: “There are no outskirts; it goes on and on,” (The Lot, p159) And it is a concept that is discussed in the article Is Your Future Already Decided?

But what do we make of this? What I want to do is simply draw your attention to an idea that is out there – one that Leunig draws upon, and that links to his view on the importance of Australian Indigenous culture.

But coming back the Dreaming. Some of you will be drawing upon Leunig’s view on the importance of nature and understanding our place in it, and so this piece, LIVING THE DREAMING, might be interesting.

Farewell and Good Luck

And so, the time has come where I must bid a fond adieu to you, the students extroadinaire of my first year at Haileybury.

Words cannot express how proud I am of you. It is a grand achievement to have journeyed through 13 years of school, and arrive at this final moment with such enthusiasm and camaraderie.

In saying goodbye, I’ll let the words of Maurice Sendak, author/illustrator of Where the Wild Things Are, speak for me:

“But the wild things cried, “Oh please don’t go – we’ll eat you up – we love you so!”
And Max said, “No!”
The wild things roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws but Max stepped into his private boat and waved goodbye.” 

And for those who don’t get the metaphor – I’m the wild things and you are Max.

And for those of you who have never read  it, here are two versions. Watch both. The second might make you giggle.

You must respond to every post

I know you’re confused. I am desperately trying to find ways to simplify this for you.

I think that if you read all the links and attachments I add, you will make the job of writing something so much easier.

I’d love to think that you’re all eagerly awaiting each new post – but I fear I might be deluding myself.

So, to show me that you are actually keeping up with the content, I would now like you to comment for every post. Every post! I hear you exclaim. Is she mad?

For each post, I simply what to know you’ve read it. A comment that shares some insights would be lovely, and would be appreciated by the others in the class.

Have a look at the image below. Isn’t it amazing! It is apparently based on the play.