Part 1
Until it stuck me hard in the head, I wasn’t
Until it stuck me hard in the head, I wasn’t
Dilemma of
understanding the nuances was too far-stretched
An allusion
to the famous political leader and a metaphor on the
Personifying
the knees and changing the whole darn subject
Literature,
the ray of hope, might save the day,
Make sure I
know of eras and movements and all that came in the writer’s way
Don’t
forget to study the characters and plot and structure and themes and blah blah
bleh
Picture the
scene before it begins and please, please, please assess an extended essay
Formative is taken care of; did you hear that anybody say?
IOP and IOC
for the lasts two parts, I’ve to judge you also in FOA
Written
Tasks 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 and whatever shit to check and give away
Paper 1 and
Paper 2, kill me with the blues, and bury in a graveyard of straw-baray.
Part 2
So what am I talking about exactly?
So what am I talking about exactly?
It’s
teaching IB that got me immensely
Ain’t no
cake walk sweetie, ain’t no ‘Live ever after happily’
More about
reading between the lines – analyzing perfectly
Flooded with
research, corrections, conventions, mails, preparing PPT
No time for love or a good laugh or anything joy and glee
It's NOT okay - yet another cynical class spree
Question -
Seriously, who made this fucking IB!!
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