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Sunday, 27 March 2011

Rhinovirus sucks


I've got a cold.  I've had the cold for the whole bloody week.

Did I take a day off work?

No.

We Scottish blokes don't wimp out so easily (unlike some of the kiwi girls and boys who depart at the slightest sign of a sniffle.  Although I must admit that Richard [of RBB] has struggled gamely on, nose dripping bravely)

Thursday, 3 March 2011

The Wonders of Mince

I've noticed recently, that on quite a few blogs, domestic Goddesses and Gods display their expertise in the kitchen and discuss recipes for their favourite foods. Hestia's recent and very interesting post on the "Flavour Thesaurus" is a case in point.

But we married men are not completely incapable in a kitchen setting, and in the past, when my beloved has had to leave me alone with our kids, I have been perfectly capable of providing tasty and nutritious meals to keep us going until my beloved returned to the family home.

However, I have always been a believer in efficiency, and see no reason to exert myself un-needlessly (my beloved refers to this excellent character trait as bone idle, or lazy, but I think she's just jealous of my powers of energy conservation), so I always plan my week's cooking in advance. 

Here's my menus for the week, including recipes, so that you to can benefit from my energy saving methodologies, and so you can devote the saved time for your own essential projects like beer drinking, reading and dozing in front of the TV.


Monday:  Mince and Tatties

Buy 5 - 10kg (depending on how hungry you are at the moment of purchase) of best mince from the supermarket.  DO NOT buy the well advertised low-fat variety, they may be supposedly more healthy, but lack real depth of flavour.  I suggest that you also buy 4 tins of canned tomatoes, 2 tins of borlotti beans and at least 10 kg of potatoes.

Brown the mince in a pan using a little oil.  (Do not try and brown all 5 kg of mince at once, as this requires excessive stirring, and may cause a future weakness in your beer-drinking hand.)
Peel, chop and slice 5 large onions, and soften in a little oil in a large stock pot.
Wash hands thoroughly and have a beer to wash away any lingering irritation form the onion vapours.
When onions are softened and just starting to brown, add all of the browned mince.
Peel chop and dice 4 large carrots and add to pot.
Add 4-12 dried Bay leaves, a large pinch of dried Thyme or Sage, or any other dried herb (the green stuff) that you can find in your beloved's herb/spice drawer.  (WARNING. Powdered cinnamon or mace does not really work, but cloves add an interesting taste dimension)
Add salt and black pepper (ground) to taste.
Add a pint of boiling water and simmer for 1 hour, stirring occasionally
Peel and boil 5 kg of potatoes until cooked.
Have another beer or two now.  I find that it helps in timing the meal, having a beer between each visit to the pot for the occasional stir aids the process. You can also check the potatoes progress at the same time.  (See Ladies, efficiency, always efficiency.)
Put a serving (about half a packet) of frozen peas in a bowl in the microwave, and start 5 minutes before serving.
Serve mince and boiled potatoes to family. Make the effort to display the meal attractively.  Flowers in an empty beer on the dinner table can add a certain ambiance.
Instruct offspring to wash the curiously large number of pots, pans, plates, bowls which have accumulated during the cooking process, and have another well-earned beer, you deserve it, especially as you've done 80% of the work for the week.  Have another beer (wine optional) before staggering off to bed, but make sure the lid is firmly on the mince pot.  Resist the urge to make a large mince sandwich, as you will be need  the remaining mince for the week's meals.


Tuesday:  Savoury Mince

Peel and boil 5 kg of potatoes
Peel and crush 6 large garlic cloves, and fry gently in some oil.
Add to the mince from Monday and heat gently until simmering.
Add two tablespoons of Worcester sauce (Lee and Perrins is the best)
Beer time
Put a serving (about half a packet) of frozen peas in a bowl in the microwave, and start 5 minutes before serving.

When the potatoes are cooked, drain an and allow to dry for 5 minutes.
Mash violently, add ½ kg of salted butter, cream and milk and keep pounding.  Using power tools from the garage at this stage can make this boring and repetitive job much more interesting. I've noticed that using the 30,000 rpm wood router for this job speeds it up remarkably, and can also be used in quickly redecorating the kitchen walls with interesting and random patterns.
Serve the savoury mince and creamed potatoes to family. Make the effort to display the meal attractively. Flowers in an empty beer on the dinner table can add a certain ambiance.

Instruct offspring to wash the curiously large number of pots, pans, plates, bowls which have accumulated during the cooking process (not forgetting the walls if you used the router), and have another well-earned beer, you deserve it, especially as you've done 85% of the work for the week. Have another beer (wine optional) before staggering off to bed, but make sure the lid is firmly on the mince pot. Resist the urge to make a large mince sandwich, as you will be need the remaining mince for the week's meals.


Wednesday: Spaghetti Bolognase

Heat the mince and bring to the simmer.
Add the 4 cans of peeled and chopped tomatoes
Peel crush and fry another 4 cloves of garlic, and add to mince
Add 4 Bay leaves
Add ½ bottle of good red wine
Add a tube of tomato puree concentrate
Finely chop a bunch of fresh Basil and add to pot, simmer for 30 minutes.
Have a beer, and/or finish off remaining wine
Put on a large pot of water to boil
Have a beer
Add sufficient amount of spaghetti for family to gently boiling water.  (I have absolutely no idea how much spaghetti is enough.  I generally just grab a big handful for each participant, but it always ends up as either too much or too little.  Always add more than you think you'll really need.  That's what the dog's for)
When aldente, drain, allow to air dry for 3-4 minutes (1 can of beer) and serve with generous helpings of the mince Bolognase sauce.
I recommend using large bowls, and removing the table cloth before the meal
Instruct offspring as above, and have another well-earned beer, you deserve it, especially as you've done 90% of the work for the week. Have another beer (wine optional) before staggering off to bed, but make sure the lid is firmly on the mince Bolognese pot.


Thursday: Lasagna
Heat the mince Bolognese sauce and bring to the simmer.
Add ½ bottle of good red wine
Have a beer, and/or finish off remaining wine
Layer Lasagna sheets with the mince Bolognese sauce in a well buttered dish
Have a beer
Then you either:
  1. Make a Bechamel Sauce
  2. Buy a packet of Bechamel Sauce mix and follow instructions
  3. Buy one of those fancy freshly pre-made Bechamel sauces from the deluxe end of the supermarket
  4. Buy a carton of custard and add cheese.  (Not really recommended, caused a tendency to vomit amongst the offspring, but that might have been due to me forgetting to add the cheese last time.  Worth experimenting with though.  Try it with more Bay Leaves and dried Sage)
Pour the sauce/custard over the layers of Lasagna and mince Bolognese sauce.
Pop in the oven for 1 hour at  hottish temperature, not forgetting to scatter ample amounts of grated cheese on top of the dish before putting it in.
Have beers/glasses of wine while waiting.
Serve with a green salad, or just serve if you don't like rabbit food, or if you've had too much beer/wine to find the bloody green stuff.
Instruct offspring as above, and have another well-earned beer, you deserve it, especially as you've done 95% of the work for the week. Have another beer (wine optional) before staggering off to bed, but make sure the lid is firmly on the mince Bolognese pot.


Friday: Chili con mince Carne


Heat the mince Bolognese sauce and bring to the simmer.
Add ½ bottle of good red wine
Have a beer, and/or finish off remaining wine
Peel and chop another onion , brown and add to the pot
Open, drain and add the two cans of beans.
Add sufficient dried chili flakes (or fresh diced chili if you're feeling frisky. 
CAUTION If you use fresh chilis, do not:
  1. Rub eyes
  2. Scratch sensitive areas
  3. Go to the toilet
unless you've thoroughly washed hands.  Use beer to wash, but don't waste.  Drink what's left.
Boil enough rice (about a tea cup per person) do not add sugar.  This is not a rice pudding.  It does not go with chili.. i know. I've tried it when I used 3 tins of creamed rice because I'd forgotten to get enough dry rice.  Believe me, it DOES NOT WORK.
 
Have another beer
Serve all the remaining mince Bolognase Chili in bowls over the boiled rice.  Tortilla chips optional.  Add grated cheese to taste.
Instruct offspring as above, and have another well-earned beer, you deserve it, especially as you've done all of the work for the week. Have another beer (wine optional) before staggering off to bed, but make sure the kitchen is clean and tidy.
 
 
Saturday:  Fish & Chips.


For some reason, my offspring gave a huge cheer when I arrived home with the Fish & Chips from the local chippy.  Can't understand why.  They've had a different, well balanced meal every day.  Sometimes there's no pleasing the younger generation.



Sunday: Steak

Steaks, Barbie, Wine.
No further explanation should be needed.  Beer is optional on Sundays.
Kids seemed to really enjoy it.  Daughter mentioned something about having to get her cholesterol checked.  Ridiculous she's only in her 20s, why should she need her cholesterol level checked?
Must be a hypochondriac (like her Mum)
 
Monday, my beloved returned home.  Offspring smothered her in kisses, hugs and affection.
 
Nice to see how how much they love their Mum.
 
Went through the traditional post-excursion debrief.  No (real) worries.

 I did notice that night, the kids were very emotional when my beloved served them up a simple Chinese stir fry chicken. 
No imagination. 
Pretty simple.



Tuesday, 7 September 2010

Little Buggers Revisited

Exciting times yesterday, we had lots of little incidents around the school that made us feel that we were on the verge of loosing control (again).

First we had the case of the four pyromaniac girls.  These little darlings, all year 9, decided to try a "scientific experiment"; will paper burn?
Apparently the answer is yes.  Especially when the paper is ripped up into small strips and give a dousing in that ever-popular nerve agent called Lynx.  The wee sweethearts did this in a classroom, in the middle of a lesson, and were decidedly not full of remorse when they were stood down for 2-3 days.
Their defence?
  1. Wanted to see what happened.
  2. Bored
  3. Teacher never said we couldn't

In a completely separate case, a Year 12 boy, normally pretty sensible (within adolescent values of sensible, which is not saying much) also decided to run a "scientific experiment".  He wanted to see what would happen when he switched a school computer's voltage regulator from 240v to 110v whilst it was plugged in and running.


It went BANG, much to his oft repeated surprise.  "I didn't know it would do that" was one of his lines of defense, together with "it shouldn't have been so easy to move"
Please note that this was done in one of my computer labs (I wasn't there I hasten to add), in full sight of the teacher (who acted quickly and appropriately when he realised what the little angel was doing).
The switch is on the back of the systems unit, so it had to be turned around (not all that easy with all of the cables and plugs), then the switch had to be moved.  This is not a normal switch, it is a recessed slider, which requires a fair force to move it, and is normally done with an electronics-type screwdriver.  We think he used a pen.
This young man, to be fair, fronted up initially when challenged.  He really didn't have much of an option, with the teacher and at least three of his "mates" willing to "dob" him in.  Kids are funny that way.  They wouldn't dream of dobbing in even an unknown kid for using a mobile phone in class, or for other misdemeanours, but when someone does something really dumb, especially if it's dangerous or inconveniences them, you get swamped in the rush of witnesses.


The last case is a bit sad.  Another young man had some sort of trouble in a corridor, and the result was a smashed glass door.  There didn't seem to be any malice or forethought (Forethought in a year 10, give me a break, what planet are you from sunshine?), just boys being boys.  But the window was smashed, the boys were hustled off to a DP for interrogation.  The truth, or a close facsimile thereof was established, but during a subsequent harangue by another senior colleague, the boy snapped, and really meaning it this time, smashed out the window of the DPs office.


  I actually teach the kid, and though he definitely has anger-management problems, he's quite a nice lad deep-down, who wants to succeed after you have shown him he can.  Some of our kids have a real problem with success.  They've been told all of their lives that they're useless, will account to nothing, and probably been on the receiving end of a few bashes.  Anyway, the boy is now on a Section 27, meaning he will have to go through a review and restoration process before being allowed back in school.

Boys will be boys
I hope today's quieter, especially with the final rehearsal of the school production.  Richard [of RBB] will be tied up all day.  Sometimes he works too hard.

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

Teaching Tuesday

Back to the grind.
Nuova Lazio opened for business yesterday, and after a full day teaching, I'm knackered.
No more coffee breaks when I want to.
No more quick catnaps on the couch.
No more couch.
Continuous personal interaction for 5 hours.
I think this is why we get so tired. I think I've mentioned this before, that I've never felt so exhausted as I do after a day of teaching.
Why?
It's not particularly physically arduous.
I've spent long days doing hard physical activity, like a 30 km march with full kit, or sawing up a bloody big fallen tree for firewood. These activities leave muscles aching, a bone-deep weariness that a nice hot bath can fix.
A day of teaching leaves you drained, not so much as physically, but emotionally and mentally.
You have been trying to control a pack of kids, relating and emoting to over 200 individuals in 5 hours. I think it's the one area misunderstood by non-teachers.
I mean, how hard can it be to stand up for 5 hours and talk to kids?
They have no idea of the levels of interaction taking place, and the constant mental alertness which is an essential part of a teacher's armoury.
Think back to when you were at school.
Do you remember how it seemed that your teacher had eyes in the back of his/her head?
That's the situational awareness being expressed.
A good teacher knows what's happening in class wothout always having to turn around.
It's a survival tool.

(I do remember a teacher in my first school in Scotland who used to glue mirrors on the wall beside her whiteboard, so she could keep a constant check on what was happening behind her. I thought it was a bit extreme. When I heard her mention to a colleague that she could see if any of her pupils were sneaking up to stab her in the back with a knife, I realised she was quite mad. Paranoia is quite normal in teachers, with endless suspiscion, but this was a bit extreme.)
Back to the grind.

Tuesday, 8 June 2010

Teacher only Tuesday



Looking forward to school with no kids. At least that's what most people would think. BUT it depends on what else we're supposed to be doing. Last time it was a big presentation on literacy initiatives, followed by some workshops on the same theme. Sometimes you really wonder that for an education system touted as being so great, and teachers being head-hunted for the Arab states, why the literacy levels of the kids who have just finished 8 years in primary and intermediate schools is so low. Probably like us in the secondary area, far too much has been dumped on us to "teach" apart from our core.

Remember Reading, Writing, 'rithmetic?


Anyway, today is mostly going to be about the NZ New Curriculum. For those not working in the education sector (and on second thoughts, for some of us IN the education sector) the main points are that we have to teach towards these Key Competencies:

Thinking

Using language symbols and text

Managing Self

Relating to others

Participating and contributing.

Sounds really good?

Yeah Right


How do you teach thinking? logic? rationalisation? meditation?

Using language? At last. Back to reading and writing.

Managing Self? Get to school on time, don't hit anybody, don't get stoned at school, listen don't talk, follow the bloody rules

Relating to others? Dont hit anyone, give teacher a cuddle and then get him suspended for improper conduct with a pupil.

Participating and contributing? Group work, co-operative construction...basicaly don't hit anyone and talk to me.

How we're supposed to set up our teaching to accomodate all these is sometimes difficult to see.

Because, we're still supposed to be able to continue our current level of skill transference AND restructure our teaching methods to get across and assess these Key Competencies.

Phew.

But I've kept the worst for last.

Ringo has insisted that we do a session on restorative practices.

This is where you have a meeting with a pupil who has just caused disruption/cursed at you/behaved inappropriately towards you, with the intention of rebuilding the interpersonal relations between you both.

Sometimes it works. It's always worked, even before they've called it Restoratives. There's always been a pupil who's had a bad day, been bullied before, had an argument at home/with boy/girlfriend, who's just snapped and said or done something out of character. They are genuinely sorry about their actions, and mostly a quick quiet chat restores both sides.

Then there's the ones who really don't give a shit. They hate school/you/home/the world. Restoratives are a waste of time in these cases. Get them out of school and give them something productive to do, like land mine clearance, shark wrestling or grave digging (from the bottom).

We will have to endure.

We are teachers.

We are highly respected and highly paid members of society.

Yeah Right.

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