Mother’s day as your children enter their twenties creates nostalgia for early moments like this.
It leads to realising just how precious these moments were and how quickly they would pass.
Did I enjoy them enough at the time ? If I am honest mostly but not always. Why? It looks so picture perfect, but not everyday of being a mother is easy. There are so many things to think about such as being a great example, fostering resilience and strength, teaching virtues and raising children who contribute to society and are healthy as they can be in mind, body and soul.
Then the reality of their experiencing school yard bullying begins, dealing with schools and teachers about it, worrying about racism. Are they strong enough? Will they have enough strength? Worrying about engagement with learning with spiritual values. And much, much…
I am reconnecting with maths and brushing up my numeracy.
Compulsory lantite numeracy to be a teacher deems it so.
My attitude to maths was to just do what I need to do with it, with banking, checking my change and that’s it. More than that, well if you pushed me statistics for emphasising points in public talks.
Now to prepare for this test, it’s rediscovering patterns, shapes, sequences, algebra and more.
It’s about learning to ensure I read and interpret data, understand different graph types and what they reveal.
It’s building my maths muscle, through training in solving problems.
Three weeks ago I felt totally overwhelmed by this. Recalling maths from many years ago – was I going to be able to do it, to the point of taking an exam? Why had I neglected to remember the area of a triangle, the volume of a sphere?
All the candidates were immensely talented, experiences, and any one of them would have made an excellent contribution (and still can), including the outgoing chair, and yet I am grateful for this opportunity, as a woman of colour, of faith, and mixed heritages, and of place – to take on this role and see what I can bring to the table and who else I can bring to the table with me.
When living in a regional area, QWC helped me locate a local writing group, later they sent workshops, poets and others to our area.
I pitched an article to Writing Queensland on Blogging Cyclones – which they accepted, and later articles of Poetry Advocacy through poetry in galleries, and most recently guest…
“We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children.”
~Native American Proverb
“Take nothing but pictures
Kill nothing but time
Leave nothing but footprints
To show you came by”
~ John Kay
“I wish that all of nature’s magnificence, the emotion of the land, the living energy of place could be photographed.”
Bryce Canyon, Utah | Chile, South America | Grand Canyon, Arizona | Point Reyes, California | Crater Lake, Oregon | Glacier, Montana | Sonoma, California | Sedona, Arizona | Carrizo Plain, California | Badlands, South Dakota | Kangaroo Island, Australia
What is this fathomless and
Can you hear it
in the flooding rivers and creeks?
Brisbane is upturned.
Can you see it
in the tears of hiding children
in tunnels of Ukraine?
A child sings her nation and
everyone knows her name
for a moment.
Can you touch its life vein
when tears are thickened
from all that threatens life?
Surging trouble, deeper, harsher,
cutting into skin and bone
removing every comfort of home
every wall, door, window
Where is this feeling
that just nearby are
loved ones ?
Sending them letter like prayers
framed by the eternal postman
can I wish
take deep breaths ...
bounty rush closer
(c) June Perkins words and image, inspired by the quotation.
“In every age and cycle He hath, through the splendorous light shed by the Manifestations of His wondrous Essence, recreated all things, so that whatsoever reflecteth in the heavens and on the earth the signs of His glory may not be deprived of the outpourings of His mercy, nor despair of the showers of His favors. How all-encompassing are the wonders of His boundless grace!”
Bahá’u’lláh, Gleanings from the Writings of Baha’u’llah
Outpourings in darkness
soul frames longing
Thoughts into action
flight away from fancy
singing rungs to
through the water
(c) Poem by June Perkins
Poem inspired by photograph and Gleaning from Nineteen Months
October 1-2, 2022 at Brisbane’s South Bank precinct
The Australian Fairy Tale Society investigates and creates fairy tales from an Australian perspective. Local Fairy Tale Rings gather in person and via Zoom to explore specific fairy tales. We have mined rich themes at previous conferences, and celebrate members’ talents through our eZine and a new anthology, ‘South of the Sun: Australian Fairy Tales for the 21st Century’.
As always our focus is on the Australian interpretation of fairy tales, particularly contemporary multicultural, diverse Australia. As AFTS Conference-goers delight in diversity, we are looking for –
Talks of no more than 25 minutes, including Q&A
Case studies of projects, with a fairy tale basis
Performances of no more than 10 minutes, with an option for 5 minutes’ Q&A
Panel discussions of no more than 25 minutes, including Q&A
I have reached almost the mid point of the masters in teaching.
This term has been all about learning and development theories – and understanding how to develop a growth mindset, and see how empowering a teacher can be through the power of modelling the attitudes and skills they want to see in their students – as well as empowering the autonomy and independence their students will need in life. Bandura, Dweck, and others have lit the way.
I am contemplating taking a brief break from studies, to take a deep breath before the home straits. I am keen to do creative writing and study for my numeracy test. All teachers have to sit compulsory literacy and numeracy tests. I was confident and completed the literacy one, but I do have to brush up on my numeracy skills to ensure they are reasonable.