#Creative Teaching

[dongw1]

Week 6

Good day everyone!!

Today, we started with an icebreaker game called "Rebus Puzzle," where we had to guess the meaning of pictures, some of which included clues and underscores to help us figure them out. After the game, we discussed different types of diagrams, including Activity Diagrams, Use Case Diagrams, ERD Diagrams, Data Flow Diagrams, and more. We also did an activity that challenged our creativity by designing and fixing images to make them look as they should. This really spark up our mind on how we should portray our UI in a user friendly manner.

[bypujagoyal]

What Teachers never get credit for

© 2025 Puja Goyal Teaching is a profession that works behind the scenes to make a student into the person he will become tomorrow. The. long hours after school, correcting papers, preparing, worrying about Ravi or Krishna and their marks … the conversations with fellow teachers about Surabhi, and her weak math score. “Why is Saransh late to school, he skips often, everything alright?” Add to…

[inkberrytales]

The Magic of Laughter in Learning

Laughter and learning may seem like unlikely companions, but they belong together like a fox and its wily schemes. Picture a day in a bustling classroom, the air thick with the scent of ink and ambition, when suddenly, an unexpected chuckle bursts forth—like a fox playfully darting between ancient trees. It’s a rare and magical sound, much like hearing a wolf politely ask for more sugar at a tea…

[smartstartdaycareinc]

Imagine a place where learning feels like play, where children are excited to dive into the world of letters and numbers. That’s exactly what we offer in our kindergarten program in Chicago, Illinois. At Smart Start Daycare Inc., we transform the traditional classroom experience into an adventure filled with creativity, discovery, and endless fun.

[saltpepperbeard]

This is the life...Now boop, or die.

[entamewitchlulu]

once i was in a creative writing class in college, and in a bit of humor i wrote the line:

"Um," I said, eloquently.

And my teacher was so adamant that I had to remove it because "um is not an eloquent word, so it makes no sense" and i was like my brother in christ it's called Irony

[alexandriad]

kissy-kissy stuff

[lady-forest]

patrochilles artstyle practice

[leonardcohenofficial]

i am someone who is overall pretty happy with the niche i’ve carved out for myself as an educator and a dramaturg who directs (or, a dramaturgy-driven director); i was never really good at generating original work which is why while i am so proud of how i threw myself into poetry as an undergrad i had the sensibility to realize that the need to generate is not something that is ingrained in me and thus i didn’t want to pursue that line of creative work; when it comes to playwriting i feel very similarly in that i don’t feel it is my calling or something that drives me the way that being part of a collective (or facilitating the formation of a collective) does; but 'deed i do just have a few stories in me bursting at the seams that i need to get out

[owlslover]

Vat7k au where everything is pretty much the same except for the fact that Yong can break the fourth wall and uses this ability to fuck with both us and the rest of the team. The kid has near death experiences on a daily basis thanks to his fireworks and he's still completely fine. He thought he had this sick plot armor cuz he was the prostagonist...at least until he met Varian and realized his ability to see God and laugh at his face didn't come with the role of main character

[dionysiaproductions]

Why are modern printers like this? I'm trying to print a hard copy of the story I'm working on and the printer is making me complete the damn 12 labors of Hercules to prove myself worthy of my hard copy

[crimson-and-clover-1717]

I read a take that said Ed should just have explained his fog plan to Izzy in simple language, and the date error is therefore all Ed’s fault.

I don’t think this is the first time Ed has studied the clouds, explained their significance, and tried to relay it to Izzy. I mean, they’re sea-pirates; it’s all about the weather, and they’ve worked together for years.

I have no idea if Frankfurter clouds mean fog or if this is simply a show affectation, but in the OFMD-verse it means sea-fog, Izzy! How does he not know this? He’s an experienced sailor. If I say to a layperson over the age of three, gee - those clouds look dark over there, do I then need to explain they might signify rain?

And if Ed had laid out his entire plan to Izzy, do we think he would’ve listened necessarily? Might Ed have laid out creative plans in the past and had pushback? It’s why it’s ‘all so fucking boring’ because Ed is often having to bend to his subordinate and quash his creativity in favour of ‘the plan’.

Ed’s preferred MO is non-violence, not because violence is wrong necessarily, because non-violence is smarter. And fun. It’s fuckeries and the theatre of fear. This isn’t news to Izzy. So when Ed starts asking left-field questions, why isn’t Izzy trusting enough of Ed’s skill? Isn’t Ed ‘the most brilliant sailor’ Izzy ever met? If Izzy had shown interest and reciprocity, then the date mix-up might’ve been realised earlier. Ed’s talent is the creativity, and Izzy should be offering the admin detail. Ed’s the author, Izzy should be the proofreader. Unfortunately, Izzy thinks he’s good enough to be the storyteller, and shows disdain for Ed’s style of tales constantly. I’m not even sure he’s good enough to be the proofreader.

Ed doesn’t need managing he needs supporting. They’re supposed to be a team. Why should Ed carry everything alone? What’s the point of a First Mate if they’re not going to believe in you and help with the mental load? If they just wander about doing overly-loud busywork instead?

Izzy pretty much says this isn’t my style of doing things so I’m not listening, not playing. Well, tough. Izzy’s the subordinate. Either do it the way your boss wants, shape up or ship out. Izzy doesn’t get to decide he doesn’t like Ed’s way and would rather just fire some canons. Except he does.

Ed’s only fault is not firing Izzy’s sorry ass. But that’s not Ed’s fault either and season two really hammers home why.

(I’ve written recently about the difference between Izzy and Stede in 104)

[moonibinbon]

Missing writing them (blorbos) but need to focus on other things (life under capitalism)

[myflagmeansace]

Hi all! It's taking a lot longer to caption Samba's BTS improv video, but here's the video without captions and a separate transcript with dialogue tags for now! 😘

Scene 1

Ed is determined to banter about Jeff's Inn by the Sea after gravy basket Hornigold ruined it.

Ed (proudly announcing what he does at the inn): My specialty is seafood. Um and I cook the sea...food.

Stede (completely and earnestly smitten): You cook it perfectly, by the way.

Ed (sweetly accepting his compliment): Thank you! 😊

Stede (so appreciative of his love's fictional cooking skills): I love that.

Ed (remembering how well Stede pours drinks *possibly inspired by the Ed draped across a bar fanart Taika called out in the IMDB The Outfronts interview*): Um and you are the cocktail man.

Stede (so excited about his role): I am the cocktail man!

Ed: Yeah!

Stede (really playing into his role): I make a drink or two.

Ed (a little dazed at imagining Stede as a cocktail man pouring him several drinks): Yep oh yeah! Um and more than two sometimes.

Stede (feeling a little cheeky): Sometimes we get on it, don't we? Yeah!

Ed (picking up on what Stede is putting down but also fuck off Hornigold, Ed is totally a people person at this fictional inn!): Yeah, yeah! You know, we get on it. You work the back of house, I work the front of house.

Stede: Yes!

Ed: Yep.

Stede (recognizing the importance of taking turns, in more than one way 😉): Sometimes I work the front of house.

Ed (agreeing to being a versatile partner): Yeah and then I-you give me a turn working the back.

Stede: Yes.

Ed: Yeah.

Stede (shameless at this point): You like that, don't you?

Ed (a little flustered but keeping his cool): Aw, I mean, I-you know, it's just nice for a change now and then, you know?

Stede (liking the thought of keeping Ed satisfied): Something different. Yeah!

Ed (admitting to himself why he likes working the back): Yeah! It's just nice to be in control.

*Stede proudly gazing at Ed*

Scene 2

Taika: *breaks, closing his eyes and smiling*

Rhys: *wheezing/laughing*

Scene 3

Stede (leaning into his role of cocktail man, expert of drinks): Well imagine us as...a mixed drink.

Ed (absolutely smitten, ready to listen and pressing his finger against his lips to calm the urge to press his lips all over the dork in front of him): I am imagining it!

Stede (really struggling to capture the expertise of a cocktail man because he's more of a gardening guy so he can't think of a drink good enough to compare Ed to so he goes with whatever sounds cool and tough): You're the hard...sort of...

Ed (smile falls and starts feeling sad because Stede is calling him hard when he's really just a soft kitty princess but he'll go along with it because he gets it 😿 he copies his hand gestures to appear agreeable): I'm the hard one.

Stede (sweating bullets):...rustic...

Ed (definitely not liking the word rustic and tucking in his paws, I mean hands): Yeah.

Stede (knowing he’s completely boned it as a cocktail man): Ummm...

Ed (trying to save the moment and compares himself to a rare whiskey): The bitter one like a whiskey.

Stede (agreeing out of desperate relief): Bitter whiskey at the bottom. Yes!

Ed (remembering he doesn't actually like whiskey but he does like rum): Yeeah. Like yes, yeah. I'm like the whiskey or the rum.

Stede (changing the focus to distract Ed from his clumsy cocktail man moment): And I'm the fluffy kind of ✨️epervescent✨️…

(new word alert lol I think he meant effervescent)

Ed (entertained by the word choice): Ohhhh!

Stede (playing it up with jazz hands):...tang!

Ed (doesn't dare correct his excited boyfriend): Epervescent!

Stede: Yes!

Ed (gestures at his bubbly boyfriend): Yeah! You're the bubbly one!

Stede (wiggling in excitement): That just jumps in on top!

Ed: The Tang!

Stede: Yeah!

Ed (trying out a pickup line): Yeah you're the tang to my tong.

Stede (has no idea what a tong is but he loves rhyming): Ahhh! You're the zangy, I'm the tangy!

Ed (absolutely enamored and giggling with joy at Stede's flirting): Aw The Zangy and the Tangy! We should call the joint that! The Seaside and…

Stede (high pitched mating call): Tangy and Zangy!

Ed (falls apart laughing, holding on to Stede): ...Tangy Zang-!

Scene 4

Ed (giving Stede a boyfriend test): We're very different you see. We're cut from different cloths us two. Um but somehow when you stitch that cloth together...

Stede (appreciating Ed's deep thoughts): Mmm.

Ed: What does it make?

Stede (passing the test with flying colors): Well, a beautiful seam! ❤️

Ed: 💘😳🥰🫠

Scene 5

Ed (taking the opportunity to analyze and get near the Stiddies): We're leather and silk.

Stede (oblivious, trying to romantically serenade Ed): Leather and silk!

Ed: It's uh...*begins nervously singing too* and all things milk!

Stede (heartfelt but slightly confused crooning): ...together!

Ed (trying his best to rhyme): ...and from different ilks.

Ed (starts over, pulling it together as he goes): Leather and silk, from different ilks...

Stede (too stubborn to be apart from Ed even in song):...together we....

*Stede waits, anticipating a masterpiece finish*

Ed (hyperfocusing on dairy and possibly Stiddies at this point): ...from the udder...of life...we make milk!

*Stede remains utterly still as his brain catches up with Ed's*

*Ed finishes, baffled by his own song but he stands by those words because life really is like a cow's udder, and leather and silk are of different ilks, and in a strange and cosmic way, they do indeed make milk 🙂‍↕️🫶🏽*

[beanabouttown]

[write-to-tell-your-story]

Sometimes the point of a story is to be very realistic in its portrayals of people and/or the world it is set in.

Other times, the point of a story is to be a power fantasy, or a nice black & white escapist fantasy, or a horny fantasy, or all sorts of other fantasies that provide people with a fun and cathartic break from reality and all its gray areas and unfortunate truths and overwhelming systemic power structures that leave us feeling helpless against faceless enemies we don't always know how to fight.

Sometimes, "this story is unrealistic," is the point.

Seek realism when it serves the story. Throw "realism" out the window when something else will serve your story better.