What better way to spend the evening of a snow day than beginning a bloggy adventure? At approximately my normal bedtime (we're on a 2-hour delay tomorrow, so who's counting?), I got a chance to sit down with my blog and ask it a few pointed questions. The answers may surprise you. I may have created a monster...
Mrs. S: So Blog, if I may call you that, how have you been?
Blog: My goodness. Barbara Walters you aren't. You really should have started with a more hard-hitting question, like, "Do you worry that you are contributing to the pernicious effects of cyber-overstimulation in juveniles?"
Mrs. S: Wow, that would have been a more severe question. A bit abrupt, but definitely a conversation-starter.
Mrs. S: Anyhow, let's start with the basics, shall we? How long have you been chronicling the exciting life and times of Mrs. S?
Blog: Am I allowed to comment on the presumptuousness of this statement?
Mrs. S: I'd rather you didn't.
Blog: Very well, I have been around for only about two weeks now. I'm woefully under-used and -appreciated. Mrs. S is not a fastidious blogger, and her posts seem to vary in subject from the mundane to the downright philosophical. My identity is in question...
Mrs. S: How frustrating that must be for you! I imagine that Mrs. S feels that her own identity, or job rather, pulls her in many different directions, too. Have you given any thought to your purpose?
Blog: I aspire to be a place where Mrs. S can swap lessons, lesson plans, and literary achievements. She's a very idealistic woman, and is willing to try anything. You know she spent several hours over her break pouring over blogs and websites trying to get ideas for essay assignments over winter break?
Mrs. S: You don't say. I suppose many teachers are prone to this behavior. Do you think that Mrs.S is willing to put in the work needed for her blog to be a success?
Blog: Oh, I believe so. Mrs. S teaches in a very small district, and interaction with other same-grade teachers is frightfully scarce. She would love to probe the minds of more experienced teachers. She'll stick to it, all right.
Mrs. S: I'm terribly sorry, but that's all the time we have for now. SOMEBODY stayed up to late to watch a fascinating British TV show called Dawnton Abbey last night and is a wee bit "knackered" if you know what I mean...
Blog: I do. I spent a summer abroad in 2001.
Mrs. S: That's impossible, you just said...
Blog: As you said, it's bedtime.
Mrs. S: Argh, anthropomorphism at its sarcastic worst... Goodnight everyone, and have a pleasant (if not delayed) tomorrow.