fatigue

Maybe because it's only 5 weeks before Xmas or because 2 months in Catania is enough for anyone, I am beginning to miss home and am looking forward to returning. It's still mild here (where is the snow? Come on, it's November). And I am now working my maximum contracted hours, so I feel quite tired. I am spending less time preparing, thankfully, as I now have more confidence to work through things without spending hours looking at it beforehand. But still, it takes up a lot of time. Perhaps I am just workshy.

I have started doing a little Xmas shopping online - normal things that I can have sent to the UK from the UK. It is, I'm afraid, too bad if people are hoping for exciting Sicilian Xmas presents as there aren't really any, except food items and the chances of them breaking and going all over everything in my suitcase are too high. Never mind. Well it is the chance to support some favourite wildlife charities of mine, as I am really only interested in supporting wildlife because it seems it is increasingly being destroyed by morons. I follow many wildlife organisations and wildlife supporters on Twitter and so I suppose when I read their tweets about nature, etc, I see a lot of stories that are depressing all at one go. But also, it is encouraging to see how many people are equal fans of birds, bugs, animals etc and go to great lengths to help them. There are some beautiful photos of birds, animals and wild places that are a joy to see on my Twitter feed. I have recently started following someone in America who has posted lots of photos of the very colourful birds that come to her garden. At the moment they are battling with lots of snow and there have been some very snowy squirrels!

The other morning I heard a blackbird somewhere and some sparrows, so that was a welcome change. They are around somewhere, but I suppose in the noise of the day I do not hear them.

We have kind of finished doing zoos with the teenagers but I am still doing them with the higher level. They did not seem to know a lot of details about endangered animals so I am going to direct them to the WWF website and also Marwell and Whipsnade zoos, which were mentioned in the textbook. That way they will see some lovely animal photos plus find out about the endangered animals and what is being done to help them. Maybe the level of English is too high but I think they can get the gist and it will be educational.

I could not help smiling the other day when we were doing a passage called the "Helpful Dolphin" with the teens, about a dolphin that helped a girl in the water. They had to choose the correct word to put in the gap and one student gave the answer as "I was a dolphin" instead of "it was a dolphin". Now I am not laughing at this because it was all part of the student's learning experience, and it was an easy mistake to make, but what did make me laugh was his class mate's reaction, because he said, in Italian, "sei un delfino?" "Are you a dolphin?" in such a way that everyone started laughing and I had to bite my tongue because it was making me chuckle.

I am sure my teaching is going okay but I feel there is much to improve on and having inadvertently seen how much the students are paying for the course, I don't know if I feel they are getting their money's worth! I know it is an ongoing learning process but I also wish I had time and energy to think how to improve. I made the mistake the other day of assuming the students knew something, when they didn't. It was compound adjectives, so something with two words like right-handed or well-known. The example (about zoos) was "A thick-billed parrot is a parrot with a thick bill." I read this out and felt it was so obvious that it was patronising. But in fact it wasn't obvious and when I left the students to do an exercise to explain what a man-eating tiger was (a tiger who eats men, ie people) they did not get it. One of the students said to me they don't have the compound adjectives in Italian and I realised I should not have assumed it was obvious.

Probably the answer to everything is lots of fresh broccoli, fruit, water and general relaxation.

The House of Him

As a glance at my sidebar will tell you, I am a big fan of writer and inspirational Glasgow genius Robert Florence, who is a prolific, multi-talented and interesting guy. Since first chancing upon the understated comedy, "Empty" a few years back, I found my way to gloriously original "Burnistoun" and have been following Rab and co-writer/actor Iain Connell on Twitter ever since. Along with fellow Glaswegians like Greg Hemphill (Still Game), they create a real buzz about Glasgow, (all are big fans of the wrestling scene) and make it sound the place to be.

Small wonder then, that since its release, I have been dying to see Florence's low-budget debut film, "The House of Him", a horror film with a significant difference. (I suppose I should say this blog "contains spoilers" but that should not stop you reading.) With a cast of three "Burnistoun" faces, you know the standard of acting will be high. "The House of Him" delivers tension with a slow, growing terror as you begin to realise it is no ordinary horror. From the opening scene I was gripped - I stared at the screen as poor (but wonderful) Kirsty Strain slid to the floor. Louise Stewart surpassed herself as Anna, convincingly taking us with her through different emotions, as she confronted a nightmare situation. Richard Rankin's "Him" was captivating. We saw the real killer appear from behind the mask, his deceptively "normal", boyish good looks at odds with the image of psychotic, skull-masked murderer. The appearance of everyday life - the striped jumper was perfect - jarred with the unsettling violence.

It is no ordinary slasher film, as this killer is no exceptional psycho. This killer is not one killer, but representative of many: those who are hidden in plain view, in ordinary houses everywhere. This is the reality of some people's lives. Anna represents all women who are at the hands of violent and abusive men and do not know how to escape. Florence exposes the real horror that some women have to face every day: the horror of living with domestic abuse and the threat of murder. The radio gives reports of a strange horror going on throughout the country, giving instructions for those involved, and it becomes clear that this is not just about characters in a film, but something bigger.

The use of the one setting, an everyday house (somehow made more normal knowing it is Florence's mother's house), is very effective. The small details - which I imagine were already there - heighten the terrible situation in their mundanity. The embossed wallpaper. The light shade. The dainty china cups from which Rankin's killer sips his tea. The chairlift that has never looked so eerie, gliding up the stairs.

Given the vast sums that are splashed on blockbuster movies these days, Florence certainly gets every penny out of his budget (less than £1000) and it is no poorer for it. In fact, it feels focused on the essentials. Florence Junior makes an impressive appearance - you just know that she could follow in her parents' talented footsteps.  I cannot omit to mention the subtle and effective score, by Iain Cook and David Simpson. It raises the tension just at the right moments, and adds to the growing unease throughout the film.

It's certainly interesting to see a serious side to the Burnistoun team's repertoire and I am sure that there is more to come. I find it personally inspiring to see such creative people, who have the initiative to make their visions reality. It is also great to see how this can be used for good, not only focussing attention on an important issue, but actively supporting charities through the promotion of the film. Future projects from Bold Yin, Florence and Connell's production company with House of Him producer, Joanne Daly, are certainly worth looking out for.

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