Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Every so often a school rings to ask if i can sub. Most of the time I say no, but sometimes i say yes. Yesterday i was in a nursery class and it was nice. It wasnt too difficult. I enjoyed it. But it confirmed that i have made the right choice; i would rather have my job than be a full time sub, for now. I know that will change but for now i am happy, for now i am challenged, for now i have vision of where the job needs to go, for now i am at peace with my choice. I'm in the right place.

It reminds me of a poem by Robert Frost that i love

The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 10

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back. 15

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

I've been out of the the blogging world for ages, i'm sorry! Heres a quick update of whats been happening over the last few months...

Started my new job as church family worker in donegall road methodist. I'm really enjoying it, its not without its challenges but its i job that i actually love! The church is really welcoming and supportive and i'm getting to spend my time doing things i love and getting paid for it. Its almost perfect!

I had a few days subbing before i started work - which was nice. Good to be able to get my registration for the teachers council all sorted out! I was in P2for a day and p5 for a day - so i have now taught every class in the primary school range!

Starting to get ready for christmas in work - Ive a christmas musical to stage - oh the fun! So I'm off to work to sort out what costumes we have and what we need, then off to take an SU in Fane Street, and BB later on!

I've also started watching christmas dvds!

Yay!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

so a game that i sometimes play with michael is dreamcasting of Harry Potter. Normally when we play it its sprung on me and i am useless at thinking of actors. This last week however i have been tremendously bored, work hasnt started yet and im not needed in registration until tomorrow. So i have been playing on tinternet and have been casting. Here are my suggestions






Kris Marshall - of my family, love actually and those bt ads fame. I think that he could be a very good Bill Weasley. I had also thought he could be a very good Dung, but i'm going to go with Bill.















Harriet Walter could be Andromeda Tonks
wife of Ted, mother of Nymphadora,
sister of Bellatrix Lestrange.

















Liam Neeson for Scrimgeour, minister of Magic, described as looking like an old lion.


















Thats enough for now.

Friday, June 15, 2007

Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. The little girl lived in a small house on a quiet street. The house was very ordinary to look at, but the little girl loved it, not because of what was like or what was in the house but because of what lay behind it. Behind the house; at the end of the garden was a very high hedge with a small white picket gate built into it. The little girl’s love of the house came from what was beyond that gate. On the other side of the high high hedge was a park. A big beautiful space of tall trees, green grasses, a duck pond, a playpark, picnic tables and cool, sheltered wooded areas just waiting to be explored. The little girl’s dream was to get to other side of the park where a winding path led down to a sandy beach. Children from the neighbouring houses had told her stories of the beach, about sandcastles they had built, the rockpools they had explored and how they had swum in the sea and seen dolphins nearby jumping out of the sparkling ocean. The little girls imagination was filled with pictures of the sea, of joining in the other children’s adventures and of finding a place there of her own.

Early one sunny morning the little girl set off. She packed a small backpack with the things she thought she might need for her journey; a packet of sandwiches, a bottle of water, an apple, a raincoat and a sunhat. As she pushed open the little picket gate she felt such a sense of wonder and excitement. Finally she was on her way. On a path that would lead her to where she wanted to be. After walking for a little while the girl came to the playpark. Never having been in the park without an adult taking care of her, the girl felt a little scared of all the older boys and girls already playing. Some of the children looked over curiously at her, some smiled at her, giving her the courage to open the gate and walk over to her favourite thing in the park – the swings. Swinging high the girl looked all around her. Being so high up gave her a brilliant view of the whole park – she saw the duck pond, the picnic tables and at the edge of the park the tall trees that she knew hid the sea from view, just behind them was her goal, the beach. The little girl played in the park for a while, looking around from the swings, the top of the slide, the climbing frame – preparing herself for the journey that lay ahead. Soon she felt ready to set out again, having played everywhere in the park and seeing everything that she needed to see.

The little girl set off, carrying her little backpack but now wearing her hat as the sun was high in the sky and beaming down on her head. It wasn’t long until she came to a place where the duckpond was on her left and the picnic tables scattered over a grassy slope on her right. Suddenly realising she was hungry the girl walked up the gentle hill to the nearest table where she unpacked her sandwiches, apple and water. The little girl ate her lunch while watching the ducks swimming in the water. There was a mummy duck swimmingly in wide circles around the pond with seven little yellow baby ducks following her. When the girls lunch was finished she gathered up her rubbish and put it in a nearby bin. Carefully tearing her sandwich crusts into small pieces, she walked down to the waters edge where she shared her leftovers with the duck and her ducklings. Once the bread was finished the girl walked on towards the woods.

While she had been eating and intently watching the ducks she had not noticed the sky growing darker and storm clouds gathering. Now with a chilly wind blowing towards her she looked up and noticed the black clouds heavy with rain. In her summer dress she quickly began to feel cold and with the darkening of the sky she began to feel a sense of fear building up somewhere around her tummy. The same kind of fear she felt when she woke up in the middle of the night from a bad dream and thought that there was a witch in the wardrobe. The little girl began to run in the direction of the woods at the same time as heavy raindrops began to fall from the sky, falling on her, falling on the ground and splashing up around her as she ran. There was no time to stop for her raincoat, the little girl just kept running. She remembered when she was smaller she had thought that if you ran fast enough the rain couldn’t catch you. But there was no outrunning this rain, by the time she reached the ends of the woods she was drenched. Only the top of her head remained dry under her hat.

The little girl came to an abrupt stop at the edge of the wood. Something most unexpected was in front of her. The path she had followed so easily until now forked in two. The little girl had no idea which path to choose. The sky was dark, the rain showed no sign of stopping, she was cold and wet, and now she was uncertain of which way to go. She was not lost but she had lost her way. She didn’t know where either path would take her. Would either of them lead her to where she wanted to be? Was there a wrong path or would both paths led to the same place but by different routes? The little girl felt like crying – she was so uncertain. She had not prepared for this. It was meant to be straightforward, the path was meant to be straight, she was meant to know her way.

The uncertainty paralysed the girl, she couldn’t make a decision. Having grown accustomed to the semi-darkness the girls eyes picked out the shape of a small wooden fort just within the woods, beyond the path. Obviously it had been made by some bigger children as a den. The little girl ran towards it, anxious to be out of the rain. As she got closer she saw it had been well built, with sturdy walls and a waterproof roof. Inside the girl found a huge beanbag, a blanket and a box with matches and candles. Sitting down on the beanbag, wrapping the blanket around her, she began to wait. Waiting for the storm to end, waiting to dry out, waiting for a sign as to the path she was to take, waiting on so many things.


As the storm raged on outside, the little girl fell asleep in the waiting place in the woods, just beyond the fork in the road.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

So last summer i started watching the gilmore girls on Hallmark. It quickly became my favourite tv programme - so much so that i bought the boxed set season 1-5. Then for my birthday i got season 6 and season 7 is on in America at the mo, so I've been watching it online. Its just one of those things that i connect with - i see alot of me in it. Last week i was very upset to find out that the network, the cw, have cancelled it. Next Tuesday is the final episode ever. So today i found a quiz on the internet on which character in the Gilmore Girls you are most like, so being addicted to internet quizzes especially around exam/assignment time I did it. Here are my results (if they work, otherwise itll just be a string of html):

You scored as Rory Gilmore. Books, talking, coffee, your best friend, your mother. These are the most important things to you.


which Gilmore Girls character are you?
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Rory Gilmore


100%

Lorelai Gilmore


90%

Sookie St. James


85%

Lane Kim


75%

Luke Danes


50%

Emily Gilmore


40%

Jess Mariano


35%

Michel Gerard


10%

which Gilmore Girls character are you?
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Thursday, April 26, 2007

stole this off Harley! (obviously changed it to my answers)

A-Z of me

A - Available?: yes
A - Age: 23
A - Annoyance: people who dont listen to others opinion

B - Best Friend? lots, Sarah ,Vic, Vic, Cheryl, Ruth, Michael, Stephen, Nic
B - Bar: Ryans for the nostalgia
B - Birthday?: 27th March

C - Crush: secret
C - Car: none
C - Cat: want a grey tabby to be called audrey but not allowed

D - Dead Pets Name: Elvis the goldfish
D - Dad's Name: John
D - Dog(s): as in pet's? last one was bandit- want a yorkie called moppet!

E - Easiest person to talk to: depends what about - michael, cheryl, Nic, Nicky
E - Eggs: scrambled
E - Email: pamela_algie@hotmail.com

F - Favorite color?: pink!
F - Food: anything italian
F - Football team?: dont be ridiculous

G - Gummy Bears or Worms: bears
G - God: is awesome
G - Good Times: lots and lots

H - Hair Color: browny blondey mousey
H - Height: 5ft 7
H - Happy: most of the time

I - Ice Cream: chocolate from tescos 3 kinds of choc and sauce and toppings!
I - Instrument: recorder and guitar very badly
I - Idol: I want to be more like Jesus, in a famous people i like sense -audrey hepburn, real people i look up to -the old ladies in my church, people who i look up to in real like - Nicky, Kerry, Laura.

J - Jewelry: I feel wrong if i'm not wearing my ring.
J - Job: none - would like to be a teacher or kids worker come sept!
J - Jokes: i laugh easily - noone usually likes my jokes though - people normally laugh at me rather than with me - vicious circle!

K - Kids: love working with them - dont have any yet though.
K - Karate: kid - wax on wax off.
K - Kung Fu: fighting huh

L - Longest Car Ride: belfast to skibbereen with nicky and ruth. dont know why it took so very long....
L - Longest Crush: long enough
L - Life Is: precious and for living.

M - Milk Flavor: chocoloate, then banana and strawberry tied
M - Mothers Name: Angela
M - Movie Last Watched: hmmm Blades of Glory - not my usual cinematic cup of tea but quite funny.

N - Next weeks plans: assignments for uni.
N - Northern or Southern: northern but i love the south too
N - Name: Pamela Christine Algie, nickname: pammie, pam, tree, princess, miss p

O - One Wish: happiness for all
O - One Phobia?: spiders - theres something about how they move... ugh.

P - Piercings: just ears. would like to get my nose done but everyone says no.
P - Parents: lovely. legends according to my friends (which they love)
P - Part of your appearance you like best: eyes
P - Part of your Personality you like best: optimism

Q - Quick or Slow?: depends in what sense - academic -quick real life as blonde, ditzy and gullible as they come.
Q - Quality Street, which one?: green triangle
Q - Question your decisions often?: kinda, not too much

R- Reason to smile: God is in control.
R - Reality TV Show: no time.
R - Right or Left: right

S - Song Last Heard: dawsons creek theme tune
S - Season: winter - mittens scarfs snuggly weather
S - Sex: female

T - Tattoos: no
T - Time Now: 11.44 am
T - Time for bed: whenever my works done
T - TV Show: the gilmore girls, the oc, dr who, nostalgia - dawsons creek, my so called life, friends, er.

U - Unknown Fact about me: cant ride a bike (most people know that now)
U - You are?: secretly shy.

V - Vegetable you hate: sprouts
V - Vegetable you love: potatoes, carrots, most veggies
V - View on Politics: dont know much about it but am learning

W- Worst Habits: perfectionism, being too busy, getting worked up about things that arent important.
W- Where are you going to travel next? maybe london to visit vic if not then Tanzania in july to build water towers!
W- Where you live: belfast.

X - X-Rays: never....
X - X-Rated: nothing

Y - Year you were born: 1984
Y - Year it is now: 2007

Z - Zoo Animals: giraffes - make me cry they are so beautiful
Z - Zodiac: aries

Friday, January 19, 2007

so with chinese new year coming up nic and i decided to look up what year we were born in. I am a wood rat. This is what i am meant to be like. I thought it was quite interesting.

Being born a Rat is nothing to be ashamed of. In China, the Rat is respected and considered a courageous, enterprising person. It is deemed an honor to be born in the Year of the Rat and it is considered a privilege to be associated with a Rat. Rats know exactly where to find solutions and can take care of themselves and others without problems. They use their instinctive sense of observation to help others in times of need and are among the most fit of all the Animal signs to survive most any situation.

Being born under this sign determines many talents, as well as other characteristics that may not be so commendable. Rats are very lively and need a lot of mental and physical stimulation. They can be calm and perceptive, but sometimes their brains can cause a mental restlessness, tempting them to take on too much, only to discover they are unable to meet their commitments. Rats are blessed with one of the best intellects going. Add to their intelligence a curiosity and a bright imagination, and they seem as sharp as a needle.

The sign of the Rat is the first sign in the cycle giving Rat people exude great leadership qualities and are good at taking the lead. They don't mind a lot of responsibility and they demonstrate a strong presence that other people respect. For those with the Rat nature, status and monetary satisfaction are the greatest motivation.

Despite having a remarkable facade of self-confidence, deep down, Wood Rats are the least sure of themselves compared to other Rats. However, they wouldn't dream of showing this side of themselves to anyone. Only close companions of a Wood Rat would ever suspect that he or she had such self-doubt. In fact Wood Rats are often worried about downfall, despite their ability to find success. Well-liked, proficient, and good leaders at work, Wood Rats seem to function best when they are surrounded by family and friends. Cordial and delicate, they are usually well loved by family, friends and peers.

there's loads more but i'll not bore you.
Excitment!

I joined another committee - its the mission committee in church (im sure its not called a committee but thats what it is really.) I went to my first meeting on wednesday thinking - why on earth have i joined nother committee - but it was so exciting. We talked about doing a 24/7 prayer room and about how we need to think about the community in building the new centre and trying to see what we can offer - either space for outside agencies or see if there is a gap in the services provided by other churches that we could meet. Such an exciting meeting to be a part of!

Yesterday I went to a careers day in stran - its a three day thing focusing on skills that we need to show we have - helping us think about what we have to offer, how to fill in an application form and interview tips. It was actually pretty useful!

after that went to Edgehill to do some more reading for my dissertation - realised i didnt really have very many quotes for my Jesus chapter. It was fun - i got lots of work done and hung out the edgehill people.

then i went out for coffee with ruth and cheryl which was lovely.

i'm going to go look into provisionally registering with GTC, Nistra and all the kinds of teacher subbing places you have to register with....