Cambridge 14 September 2019. Some smartphone photos made at the Tentastic charity event to salvage disused tents for refugees stranded in Calais. Once sorted, cleaned and repaired by a team of volunteers, the tents are taken to Calais in France where they are distributed to the refugees. The tents will be particularly useful as the weather turns and gets colder.
mary elizabeth winstead herself says you gotta finesse our shows, so you gotta finesse our shows! swipe for flyers! advanced tix are still available! click the link in our bio for the jungle, and go to boysoffallnh.eventbrite.com for tix for the FINAL SHOW EVER at the Bungalow. don’t miss this, seven evil exes is a lot of exes.
~this is not an official endorsement by mary elizabeth winstead. but god, wouldn’t that be nice?~
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Today I exist in that in-between space that mothers frequent.
The one that's dream-like and difficult.
Where parenting seems like a punishment and not a gift.
My daughter woke a million times last night.
Painfully early mornings.
I don't find motherhood glamorous or even that rewarding.
I find motherhood full of work and expectation and soft and sharp kinds of sadness that sometimes take my breath away.
I'm not into pretending perfect.
Or lying to myself or anyone else about the way motherhood doesn't fit me.
I don't worry about being a good mother anymore.
I worry about my stamina.
My precarious ability to maintain sanity amidst the insanity of motherhood.
I walk through sleepy daydreams that I'm supposed to enjoy and I play and I fetch snacks and do my very best to make another person safe and comfortable in this world.
I am under no obligation to perform motherhood well.
There is no innate ache in my soul that says I must be the perfect mother.
I mean, at least not anymore.
Or less than there once was.
When I was ill and scared and looking at the world with pleading eyes to save me from the mess of my new life.
My rebirth as Mother.
This is a place for wild women with wild thoughts who want to disrupt what it means to mother.
You are under no obligation of perfection here.
You are welcome in all your beautiful sleeplessness.
The havoc in your head.
That wants you to run and stay simultaneously.
“Day 237: I have not seen my kooka in over 6 months. Does it still exist? If so, I wonder what it looks like. It’s been so long I can barely remember back when we got separated in this dense jungle.
Some days I can see my destination through the trees, other days it feels as if the sunlight is blocked out by the tree tops and I am wandering in circles trying to find any kind of landmark.
There are poisonous plants in every direction I turn, their venom causing headaches, swollen ankles, fatigue, increased urination, shortness of breath, dizziness and much more.
This front load pack I carry seems to get heavier with each passing day. My hips and lower back feel as if they are breaking.
I have been captured by the insomniac tribe on multiple occasions and become their war criminal. They have tortured me to near insanity.
This is a lonely arduous path and I hope one day I find civilization again. I will drink our sweet grain nectar in celebration.
I know one day I will look back on this journey with fondness, and tell my children all about it. But for now I just keep trekking. What an adventure.” 😂 - An excerpt from my journal ‘Navigating the Third Trimester: A Jungle’
Buenas tardes compañers, ¿Usáis Class Dojo? ¡Me encanta!
Aquí os dejo algunas de las recompensas en puntos positivos y negativos que doy para nuestra clase interactiva. Como sabéis cuando puntúas a algún alumno/a, negativa o positivamente, se le notifica a los padres en el instante.
Con estos puntos, los alumnos en nuestra clase pueden optar a ciertas recompensas. Ya os enseñaré el cartel de premios de nuestra jungla.
"Sometimes I've made mistakes and not really listened to my instincts, and I've done a project, and I've been disappointed with the consequence, I think, as a consequence of not listening to whatever part of me it is that, at its base, is interested in telling interesting stories."
- Alex Lawther
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My jungle will lure you in, with paths that are deceptively apparent and secrets that will never be uncovered. Silver starlight may show you the way, shapeshifting shadows will lead you astray, so open your eyes, I shall show you a world etched deep in my mind and free from your kind. Only the greatest explorers of the unknown, those who are willing to lose themselves, can unravel the enigma, for the essence of the jungle lies not in being found, but in getting lost. .
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My jungle will lure you in, with paths that are deceptively apparent and secrets that will never be uncovered. Silver starlight may show you the way, shapeshifting shadows will lead you astray, so open your eyes, I shall show you a world etched deep in my mind and free from your kind. Only the greatest explorers of the unknown, those who are willing to lose themselves, can unravel the enigma, for the essence of the jungle lies not in being found, but in getting lost..
📷 👏 @shaazjung