Here's something you might enjoy!

Hello everyone,
I have just realised that the task we are supposed to do, you know, the one about recommendation, is about recommending an individual. And as you know I recommended Żywiołak - a band:D So here is my recommendation of an individual.
And the recommended individual is... George Carlin! I believe that some of you know him. He was an American comedian, more precisely a stand-up comedian. He died in 2008 unfortunately:( His sense of humor is exactly the one I love - full of irony and sarcasm. I would like to show you ma favorite sketch of his "Religion is bullshit", which even though is a sketch, does express some of my views about religion. Maybe this is why I like it so much. Here it is:

There is also another one I like - "Stuff"

And here is the most popular one. It is quite old but still valid:) Sorry for the swearwords:/

Żywiołak

Hello people,
I would like to recommend a band Żywiołak. MY boyfriend showed this band to me. They play folk metal, which is quite an interesting kind of music. As you probably have already guessed its is a mixture of folk and metal:D This band comes from Warsaw and it is quite well known. They have just release their CD. I haven't heard it yet but I think it's worth buying. I put one of their most popular songs here on my blog for you to listen to. I hope that you'll like it, though I believe that this is the kind of music that you either love or hate. I am quite sure that they sound even better at concerts ( I bet it's a hell of a show). Well, enjoy:)

Time travel

Version 1 (quite probable)
I wake up at 7 o'clock in the morning. It's Thursday. Bartek, my husband, is laying next to me, and he's still asleep. I try to be quite so as not to wake him up. I get up and go to the bathroom. I take a quick shower. Then I eat my breakfast, drink coffee and prepare to leave for my work. I am a teacher at primary school, and today I have five lessons to conduct. I grab my purse and keys and leave the flat. I lock the door, and head towards the lift. I enter the lift, press the button P, which stands for "parter", and go down. When I'm on the grond floor and I leave the lift and go out. It's spring already, but the sun is not shining today. Even when it is in the sky it rarely shines in this neighbourhood of Poznań, full of high block of fltas. Generally, nature does not exist in this world made of concrete. Trying not to look around this ugly place I head towards my car. It's a New Beatle - I like it very much. I out the engine on and I leave join the other cars on the main road. As always, there is a traffic jam at this hour, but I have already got used to it. After 15 minutes of ride I am in the car park in front of the school where I teach. However, before I leave the car I sit therefor a minute in silence and I think about the rest of my day. Here it is: 5 lessons untill 1 pm, going back home, making a lunch, cleaning, waiting for Bartek, making him a dinner, preparing for tommowrow's day at work, having a bath, going to bed. Hey, wait a minute. Isn't that EXACTLY what I did yesterday? And day before yesterday, and week ago, and two weeks ago, and month ago? How old I am already? I am 28, and I'm spending every day in exactly the same way. What the hell? How did this happen? When did I give up? NO. This is not my life.

Version 2 (less probable)
I wake up with the first rays of a rising sun. Where am I? If I only knew. All I know is that I am in the USA and this night I spent with my boyfriend Bartek in the tent. I am starving, so I'm looking for some food in my backpack. I find two apples, half loaf of bread and some cheese. I make sandwiches and I wake Bartek up. He is smiling at me. I love his smile. This is the smile of a man who thinks "I am happy and grateful that you made into what I am today". We eat our small but extremely delicious breakfast. Than we wash ourselves in a pond next to our tent, and we change our clothes. When we're ready we pack up the tent and our things. We get on our bikes and we go straight ahead... we don't know where...

Obama

I have just watched the news and I learned that Obama uses the Internet to talk with Americans. They send him some questions and Obama answers them. It is true that he doesn't answer all the questions but only the "right" ones, but still it is a kind of step ahead. I can't imagine our president doing something like this. I remember that from the very beginning I have been supporting Obama, and I still do. For me it was incredible that a balck man got so high in a country which had racial segregation 40 years ago. Well, it is definitely a huge change. But on the other hand, these events made me sad, because I knew that something like that could never happen in Poland. I can't understand why so many people are still prejudiced against different races, believes, styles of lives. I have this impression that Polish people stucked at a certain moment of development, especially mental development, and somehow we refuse to move on. But the situation In the USA is quite different, and Obama is the most obvious sign of it. I don't know why, but I believe this man and put a great deal of hope in him. To be honest, I trust in him more that in our president. I don't think that our president cares about us. But Obama... somehow he is different. He is younger, his ideas are fresh, he is full of enthusiasm and strength, and his views are acceptable for me. Well, time will show whether I am not too naive.

Teaching practice

Now, teaching practice is a difficult topic for me. When I started KJO I didn't have any plans to be a teacher. I was open to that possibility, though not sure. There was a moment when I thought that being a teacher was not so bad. I even thought that I might do it in the future. But when I started teaching during my teaching practice I changed my mind. I came to realise that I am not equipped with the qualities of a good teacher. I am too introvert and shy. I don't have this inner energy that some have. I find the situation of teaching quite unnatural. This is the most important reason why I don't want to be a teacher. Of course, the question of money plays an important role as well. I want to earn enough so that I could buy myself a washing machine, car, TV, or other things people usually have. I don't want to think about surviving a month with the amount of money I have. I want to be able to save some money so as to go for a trip, buy something nice, or help my future children the way my parents help me now. So, I guess that teaching won't be my future job, unless I'll have no idea for life and I'll be too afraid to do something unusal, something I really want. I hope it will not happen...

Childhood

One thing I remember very clearly from my Christmas when I was a child - my grandfather who had this terrible and frightening mask of Santa Clause. All of us (I mean children then) were afraid of this mask. I don't know why. It was so pale so that it looked like a dead man's face:D And to make the matter worse it had a small whole in the cheek. But still, the Christmas was always wonderful. We always spent it with the whole family at my grandparent's house, aet delicious food, and got fantastic toys. I remember the atmosphere, magic and full of happiness. It was really nice. Now my Christmas is great as well, though different. I hope that my future children will have this opportunity to have such a wonderful Christmas.
I am going to put a photo from my childhood, but right now I'm not at home and won't be for a couple of weeks, and I don't have any photo-albums in Poznań. I'll put a photo when I'm at home:)

History of English language

Hello people,
I started studying one of my favourite subjects - history of english language. I must admit that I don't understand what I am studying. I have read the handouts and tried to focus. But I get the impression that the information on our handouts are not well organized. Or maybe my brain is not developed well enough to get the meaning of the information. Anyway, I am learning by heart. This is very funny you know, because I am a student of teacher training college, and I learn how to be a good teacher, I learn about all the methods, dydactics and stuff. And I think that in such a place the techniques of teaching that I encounter on history of english should not take place. Someone should do something about it. I don't think that I am motivated by the teacher or explained to all the information from that subject. The fact that I don't learn anything on this subject, that I receive handouts which doesn't make any sense to me, that I have to simply learn them by heart is surely not a good example of correct teaching or of any methodological approach. No way. I just hope that my memory is good enough to learn those abstract things from the universe to pass the test (let alone getting the signature at the end of the semester).
I am 22 years old and I am already frustrated with life. I believe that to some extent it is because of such situations as the one described above.
I refuse to develop any kind of motivation in studying history of english. I am not strong enough to do it. The process of studying this subject takes my vital powers away... and it is not because of the subject itself (maybe in different conditions it would have appeared to be an interesting subject). I think that students of KJO know what I mean.
Guys, what do you think of it? Join me in pain!