As I keep blogging about my experiences with Jiu Jitsu, I began to realize the impact of writing my thoughts in specific. I took this opportunity to extend this project into my Grade12 Yearbook class.
As I see in my own training on the mat, once we reflect and look back to where we started and what we have become….we obtain a tremendous sense of pride and accomplishment.
These super intelligent students of mine and I have spent the last 4 months working tirelessly on the 2017 Yearbook – hoping it will be yet another award winning book (we have won 2 nation-wide achievement awards so far) – I asked them to
bare their souls, be brutally honest with their thoughts (according to them, I am a big meany 🙂 ) and in turn, they prepared these amazing blogs based on their experience of publishing a book in 5 main areas : Layout, Photography/Video, Journalism, People/Time Management – and a note to future yearbook staff.
(This year, I set up my classroom in a hierarchical structure. We had one Editor-in-chief, one secretary, 5 leads (photography, creative, video, layouts and journalism), and everyone else received the title of minion. None the less, they all had to help each other with all aspects of completing a yearbook.)
A very special blog written by the Editor-In-Chief – a message to the rest of the class
…..and the rest of the staff ….. fantastic work everyone!!
- The Hard Workers
- Catch Me in the Yearbook, How about that?
- The Journey Drops
- Captured Moments
- 365 DayBook
- Creative Impulse
- Year in Review
- My Corner
- My Monologue of a Yearbook
- Phil the Aspiring
- The Yearbook Class 2016-2017
There is a lot of reading here but well worth it, so take your time..you may even see one of them in lights one day in the future…
So proud of my chickadees for not giving up, even when every fibre in your being is screaming to.
These students have taught me that no matter what is going on outside of the walls of our school, like on the mat, once we all focus on a common goal – nothing can stop us.
We have become family – albeit a dysfunctional one – then again, who’s family isn’t?