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I think that every teacher in Australia (and beyond) has at least heard of the case of the student suing the Victorian school for failing to get her into Law. At what point are a student's results a school's responsibility? We are quick to claim our students' successes, but rarely their failures.

The common response is that student's need to take responsibility for their own actions, and in an example such as this one we can see a student who is either not doing this or unable to do this (she was disorganised, failed to complete set work and had discipline issues). But surely at some point the school should take steps to assist the student to rectify these problems, and if they don't is it then negligence? Unfortunately if the answer is yes then there are far too many negligent schools out there.

I have been getting a lot of my information about the world from the Global Mail website. The mobile site is easy to read on the iphone so I often read it when it is too busy to sit down on the train. Their article on Guilt by Google is an interesting one, and made me think about how quick we are to hit the phones whenever we need information (cinema times, weather, imdb details, restaurant reviews, wikipedia, etc). Jurors, separated from their phones, find it hard to resist the temptation. Is this a sign of things to come, will our future selves have phone separation anxiety issues?

Better news come from their article on The Pineapple Prescription. What a fantastic solution to such a devastating problem - fruit certainly costs a lot less than antibiotics.

Photo Journal

Here is my life in photos:

I shopped ...

I prepared ...





... and then found out about induction plates and aluminium pans.

So I had to go and buy some steel pots the next day and finished cooking my meal.

I took my Year 9s camping and it was wet and miserable.

But I got sick and spent most of my time here at the base camp - looks nice huh?

And I stayed sick for the next 4 weeks.

The doctor gave me lots of medicine. He told me that everyone who moves to HK gets sick, so not to worry. My students got used to me hacking up bits of lung.

I went to the HK 7s and had a blast.

Friday night was fun, I missed crazy saturday, and this photo is from Sunday up in the bleachers with some friends.

No more ties for the next 2 terms. Woo hoo!

Every morning I make my way through the quiet city streets to the MTR.

When I get to work I flash my ID card at the security guards.

Once inside I go through a body heat scanner, a remnant of the SARS scare. I have never seen the attendant stop anyone.

And once I've taken the elevator up to the 8th floor I groggily get down to work.

Golden

The view from the 8th floor at the end of the BBQ

Life here remains a bit of a whirlwind. I feel so busy that I hardly have a moment to stop and think about what I am doing.


On Friday we had a bbq after school for parents and teachers. In good Hong Kong fashion there are no qualms about sharing a beer with parents, and it was a good way to kick start the weekend. I then went on to catch up with a bunch of teachers from Newington up here for a conference, drinking, eating and carousing until the early hours of the morning.

Our batsmen attempt to postpone the inevitable

Only to be rudely awoken at 10:30 with an urgent call-up to the Centaurs cricket team. I had to shake off the cobwebs and make my way to the ground. We lost the toss and fielded, which was just what I needed - a chance to run off the alcohol. I only got a couple of overs (getting smacked for 6 off your second ball doesn't often lead to a longer spell) but got a wicket and felt like I was bowling well. They scored 230 but we felt reasonably confident given that the pitch was a bit of a road. Unfortunately we didn't count on their ring-in, county player Simon Cook. In his second over he got a hat-trick, and in his 4th over he was on another. Needless to say, we lost the match.

Oh, and I got a golden duck again. Stumped off a 14 year old leg-spinner. Fortunately I wasn't alone in my ignominy - we had 4 goldens in the match.

And I Did a Bit of Teaching

The last few weeks have been hectic, with starting the new job, moving, buying lots of stuff and building Ikea furniture. To say that I am worn out would be an understatement - i fell asleep at 6:00 on thursday night and had to get woken up by the Ikea delivery guy.

My classes so far have gone well - it is kind of easy when the kids are all so well behaved. If you haven't heard, I am now a Maths / PE teacher (yes, the PE part was news to me too). My first PE lesson went well, a classroom one on positive and negative risks (how apt) and next week I will begin the practical lessons on Athletics. The good news is that it means that some days I can wear the PE outfit instead of a suit. Yay!

I think that this is what I am supposed to do

In other news, the staff cocktail party was fun at the snazzy Hong Kong Club and then LKF after.

Reading: The Man in the Shed by Lloyd Jones
Listening to: Dojo Cuts
Watching: Luther

Home sweet home

I am very happy - my house hunting is over and I have found a good apartment in a great location just off Cochrane Street (where the walkway is). It is costing me a bit more than I had originally planned for, but it seems worth it.

Blinds and sofa bed are on their way

The kitchen has an oven (this is rare)

You can just make out my bedroom

I also had some more great spicy noodle soup, but unfortunately continue to suffer a runny nose whenever I do so (I consider it a cross worth bearing). However I thought to look it up on the internet and found out that it is a condition called vasomotor rhinitis. I don't think that there is anything that I can do about it but for some reason it is comforting to be able to put a name to it. I wonder why that is.

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above

Sorry about the lack of posts recently but I have been busy. Busy with house hunting, and all of the walking, waiting and haggling that goes along with that. But in Hong Kong we are not talking about 1/4 acre blocks or even the grandiose mansions that are Sydney apartments, no we are talking about studios and 1 bedroom aprtments that are somewhere between 300 and 450 square feet. For the mathematically disinclined: that means a space that is approximately 20 feet by 20 feet, into which needs to be fitted a double bed, a sofa, a table, some cupboards, a kitchen and a bathroom. Not enough room to swing a cat, you say? Well perhaps not even room to swing a small rodent, but still worth almost $2000 AUS / month.

Everyone over here is gearing up for Chinese New Year on the 23rd. I am very much looking forward to my first one in Hong Kong. For those of you wanting to get into the act, clean out your house and pay off any debts beforehand, wear (new) red clothes and avoid wearing black shoes, and act in a way that will set the tone for the year to come (don't get angry, be rude, etc).

The People's Party

So when in a new city it is always great to make new friends, so I take the opportunity to catch up with any and all contacts that are mentioned to me. Last night I met up with a friend of a friend (Michael) and we caught a taxi out to a venue in Kowloon Bay along with his sister (Sarah) and another friend (Mita). We arrived early at the place, an exhibition centre / mall that was fairly dead apart from a few sleepy cafes and some random retail stores (including some sofa shops where the salesmen were thoroughly testing out the merchandise). After a beer at a cafe we made our way inside, a bit worried about the lack of a crowd.

Everything took a while to get going and Michael and Sarah assured me that this was fairly normal for HK. A good example of the way things work over here was the roped off section for alcohol. We had arrived inside at 7, and there were a bunch of staff waiting to serve at the bar, but the coupon counter was unmanned so no one could buy a coupon to order a drink, leaving the bar staff standing there with nothing to do. Apparently the licence didn't begin until 8, at which time the hordes converged, alcohol was served, and people then stepped over the ropes and proceeded to drink beer wherever they pleased. Madness.

The Jezabels play at The People's Party

The venue eventually began to fill and a local group played a few songs (to mixed success). The lights dimmed again and out came The Jezabels, who I had never seen in Sydney. They rocked the place, despite it only being half full, and we all loved them. Next up were The Naked & Famous, and the room seemed to suddenly be filled up with a fairly young crowd. They were loud and had some catchy songs that I had heard before and were worth the price of admission. Last on the card were a UK group called Metronomy, who certainly looked stylish and played that minimalist British style of electropop. Fun for a little while but not a lot of substance (although some of the crowd seemed to know their every word???).

All up it was a great night, not just for the music and the conversation but also to give me some insight into this crazy city.