Showing posts with label school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label school. Show all posts

07 November 2010

BCM Exercise

We all have our annual BCM exercise where the primary location would be shut down and we have to make sure all our applications work from the BCM site. But have you heard BCM exercise conducted by the school? The little girl had one a couple of months back.

The girls were given a notice with all the details on how to work in case of an emergency and the school had to shutdown. All of them were given a login id and site and asked to make sure it was accessible. On the BCM day, they had to study from home. The lessons were on the site, with powerpoint slides and worksheets. They had to go through them and do the worksheets and submit them. The teachers would then mark them. Looking at this, we were thinking of our school days when we would eagerly wait for some emergency to occur so that schools are closed. Especially when there are exams or tests. I remember how we cribbed when MGR passed away during the school holidays. We felt he had robbed us of a holiday!!

28 August 2009

Film songs and school concerts

I have always been against film songs being used in school annual day concerts. The first time I saw a film song in a school concert, I was pretty shocked. Having been to a convent school, which drilled the notion that films were bad (but they did take us to some of the best films I've seen in my life) I kept asking my aunt how her daughter's school had a filmy song for the annual day concert. Over the years I concluded that that school was a small one (was a kindergarten) and so didn't have the resources to get good songs from other sources. And this has been the thought I've been carrying for so long. And this is the one that took a mighty beating yesterday. My daughter told me that her class was going to dance for 'Jai ho' during the annual day concert! Maybe I should just be happy that at least its a meaningful song, appropriate for the occasion where they graduate out of kindergarten. Going away to lick my wounded pride.

25 May 2009

Zao an

The other day my daughter asked me the meaning of a long sentence. The only catch was that the sentence was in Chinese (at least it sounded like Chinese). Thinking she was up to some make believe games, I just gave her a reply. But she repeated the sentence and asked me to listen carefully before answering. After she had repeated (with no changes) a couple of times, I told her that I didn't know the meaning. Then she told that it was 'dear children, sit down, sit down'. I'm still not sure whether it is the correct sentence, but I have to give her the benefit of doubt. She repeated the sentence with the same words and sounds each time I asked her and she didn't waver a bit. She attended the Chinese class for a year when she was in nursery and her teacher was all praise about her grasping power. But being her mother, I know that she loves to speak gibberish. There have been instances when she has replied in 'Chinese', but in all the cases it has been to non-Chinese speakers. So I take her Chinese speaking ability with a pinch of salt.

Incidently, the title means "Good Morning" in Chinese and that is all that I know in Chinese!!!