Report-Card Week starts now!

Well, it’s report-card week. I am gathering all information on my Grade 10s.

What I love about making report card is that I can put my love towards my students in writing. The best part of the report card for me is the Comment part. It’s where I spill out my love for them. I praise them. I compliment them. I encourage them. I motivate them. I show them the things they may not see about themselves. I think those are the best things I can give them.

I may not be the best teacher they’ve ever had, but I’m surely learning to be a better teacher for them every single day. Spilling all my love for you, dear students 😀

 

La Femme Nikita

Oh my God! I just found an article that transcribe what I have in mind about the favorite series of mine: La Femme Nikita.

La Femme Nikita

– AUGUST 17, 2011POSTED IN: CULTUREREVIEW

Back to the 90s Series

In a nutshell; the 90s were awesome. Why wouldn’t we want to remember them. Rant! indulges in little nostalgia.

La Femme Nikita – I was an addict. As one of those cultish I-only-have-three-fans kind of shows (being Canadian and all), La Femme Nikita was broadcast during the week at some lame hour close to midnight. Late night TV is no deterrent to an addict. The wait was worth it – I’d fall asleep in maths class (big gaping yawn) the next day anyway – a couple extra hours wasn’t going to kill my schooling.

The television series was based on the French filmNikita by Luc Besson and was adapted for television by Joel Surnow. It ran for four and one-third television seasons – (1997-2001). The story’s protagonist is Nikita, a homeless woman who, whilst roaming the streets, finds herself in the wrong place at the wrong time and is accused of murdering a police officer and sentenced to life in prison. She later finds out that the whole incident was a set-up. Nikita supposedly commits suicide in prison but is in fact recruited to Section 1 – an elite, top secret, counterterrorism unit – where she is transformed into a highly skilled assassin. Nikita, although morally conflicted about the job she is forced into, has no option but to carry out Section’s ruthless orders under threat of death, aka “cancellation.” Nikita’s personal struggle to maintain her integrity becomes primary conflict of the series.

Along the way, various ethical questions are raised, similar to the kind provoked by blockbuster series 24, concerning the paradoxical nature of a counterterrorist unit. Do the means always justify the end? Is one death justifiable if many are prevented? Nikita’s unwavering belief in a kind of moral absolutism (as opposed to Section One’s prescribed philosophy of situational ethics) consistently and coherently motivates the underlying dramatic plot conflicts in the majority of the episodes. Nikita is Jack Bauer’s ethical antithesis.

The show is figuratively dark. Although classed as an action/drama, reliving big budget action flicks is not the point of this series; nuance is the art of La Femme Nikita. Well scripted dialogue and subtle acting drive the show’s heightened intensity. The action sequences are realistic but the interaction between characters is what makes the show utterly mesmerising.  Nothing is ever as it seems, characters are difficult to decipher and big brother is always watching. The show’s low-key lighting, stark use of light and shadow, unusual camera placement, intriguing angles, extreme close up shots (especially poignant during pauses in dialogue and reactive pauses) create a style reminiscent of film noir. The dictatorial, uncompromising nature of Section elicits the neo-noir style of film in plot and theme as Nikita experiences identity crises (memory issues and delusions) as a consequence of brain washing, which in turn creates a subjective confusion – the distinction between reality and fantasy is often jaded by Nikita’s state of mind.

And then there is Michael…

Ten long years later, I re-watched La Femme Nikita and was as engrossed as I was the first time. So, what makes a decade-old television show as awesome as it was… a decade ago? Three simple words: Michael and Nakita.

Their relationship is transfixing.

Blonde bombshell Peta Wilson plays Nikita with a complicated assimilation of badass aggression and naïve vulnerability. She is fierce but simultaneously moral and empathetic. Mysterious Michael, played by French hottie Roy Dupuis, is a delicious enigma who is slowly unwrapped and deciphered as the show develops. Ultimately, after a very long and emtional wait (on the part of the audience), Michael and Nikita’s love transforms into a passionate romance that is as subtle as it is severe and bitterly agonising. It all ends woefully – both characters survive the whirlwind that is Section but fate dictates their separation. It’s pure, unadulterated tragedy. The chemistry between Michael and Nikita is, for lack of a more interesting cliché, electric. They sizzle on screen and their diabolical interaction is riveting.

Definitely one of the hottest series couples ever!


Friday Night and La Femme Nikita

It’s Friday night,

and no one at sight,

so I sit in front of my computa’,

watching La Femme Nikita.

 

Breathtakingly cold Michael,

and stunningly gorgeous Nikita,

always keep me in marvel,

in the land of fantasia.


This particular named Roy Dupuis,

has beautiful eyes to behold, oui,

a french-speaking Québécois,

but not that famous here, oh pourquoi?

 

I’ve got mosquitoes for company,

and I’ve counted – there are thirteen,

bring them down in scrutiny,

it turns out to be nineteen.

 

My oh my, I should get my shower,

but I’m too lazy, so I make a poem!

Spontaneous Poem

Yesterday my 8th grade class worked on a poem entitled “The Wolf”. After a long discussion and some comprehension work, I asked them to create their own poem. I asked them to use their imagination – imagining it’s in the middle of the night and they heard the dog barking outside.

While they were working on their poem, I challenged them to make a spontaneous poem together. So, I started with the first two-lines, and then the class and I completed it together:

In the middle of the night I heard the dog barking,

I thought it was the ghost singing,

When suddenly I heard the bell ringing,

And there was an old man waiting.

 

I was scared, I trembled,

And I started to mumble,

So I wet my pyjama,

While screaming, “Mamaaa!!”

 

It was fun, indeed! I love playing with words, especially when I have to make rhymes.

Hmmm…. I guess I’ll make more spontaneous poems.

Touching

Today in my grade 11 reading class we read a poem entitled “Touching”. We talked about the ways to communicate that touch our heart. We came up with the conclusion that the true communication touches heart.

One of my students shared about his personal experience of the most touching moment he have ever experienced. It’s with his late father. He told us that before his father passed away, he told him that he loves him, and that he should take care of his mother. This boy said that it was the first time his father ever said to him that he loves him. We went silent after hearing that. It was a touching moment.

I come to realise that it is quite important for us to communicate our feelings toward others. It’s not for our sake, it’s for the sake of the other parties. As a teacher, I always feel it is important to communicate what’s in our heart about the students. It builds the personal connection. Personal connection has a big role in learning atmosphere. When the students have done a hard work, I must appreciate them, no matter how the outcome is, I praise them for their hard work. When the students fail to perform the right attitude, I must let them know how it would affect them.

I never consider myself a good communicator. I mostly prefer to keep things in my head or heart. But I learn to be a better communicator, day by day.