Hello everyone...
If you haven't checked your Punahou email or I haven't put you on the email accidentally and you check this more than your email, you might not know I am trying to wrangle us Academy Koalas to do some kind of Summer gathering and practice after summer school. (Phew, that was a long sentence) Please email me if you are in the academy or an incoming freshman and you are interested. And Mr. Wagenseller, you're invited as well :)
Bye,
Nat
Friday, July 4, 2014
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Seal you soon.
I'll be back on island July 2nd. I plan to hang around town for a bit, so if you've got the time, I'd love to meet a few of you for coffee or tea — or a non-caffeinated beverage of your choice. Email me or send a note via Facebook.
--Mr. W.
--Mr. W.
Friday, April 25, 2014
Charlie Sheen For President
Today in KOALAs we had a record breaking meeting attended by 12 people (including Teava)! So, 8th graders, never fear because KOALAs will be here and we'll have lots of fun and eat pizza and all.
Can't wait :)
Nat
P.S. Spoons!!!
Thursday, January 23, 2014
"Fate is a cruel and efficient tutor."
So.
This seems to be the place of nothingness currently.
So I'm gonna fill it with my own CLS opinions and going ons, and some ramblings that I have thought of as of late.
Don't worry, it's not a 'I HATE MY LIFE KILL ME' type of rant. It relates to CLS.
We had our auditions today. It went okay. JaeYun was our undercover judge. He had to audition again, but test the auditionees. (Yay! Made up words.)
So, as time goes on and the coming of the Troupe grows near, I've thought of something. It's probably the same as down below, as the club was our safe haven, etc. But, I've never really thought of how impacting it has been. I mean, it's a literally SAFE HAVEN. Nobody judges you on how weird they are, or how good/bad your grade is. It's more like, if you're nice to me, I'll give the same.
It's going to be hard. We've never actually done anything on our own, without at least SOME guidance from Mr. Swag. We're going to have to figure out how to schedule a performance, or do something. This is going to be the roughest waters yet. We're not even sure if the 7th graders can work together. They don't click as well as we did. We're going to have to teach them. Something I don't think we did too often.
8th/9th grade is halfway over for all of us. Us 8th graders will move on to 9th grade, where the non-existant KOALAS (or so it seems from the outside) will die out. Unless we can do something. It has come to my attention that it's been harder to run things without Mr. Wagenseller. And I also thought of how much we need this. We'll be forced to socialize with the OtherKids without it. I want some sanity in my life. I want some improv. (Contradictory statements, I know.)
I'm not sure how long the Koalas will last. We're working our butts off to make CLS last.
And you can bet your stars that I'm gonna try to make Koalas work, too.
"Fate is a cruel and efficient tutor."
Tutors teach me what to do; so I will sing in the rain and not weep in it, to play music when sports have been cut away from your life, and to survive.
And that's what I'm planning on doing to the CLS troupe.
-The injured Turtle
This seems to be the place of nothingness currently.
So I'm gonna fill it with my own CLS opinions and going ons, and some ramblings that I have thought of as of late.
Don't worry, it's not a 'I HATE MY LIFE KILL ME' type of rant. It relates to CLS.
We had our auditions today. It went okay. JaeYun was our undercover judge. He had to audition again, but test the auditionees. (Yay! Made up words.)
So, as time goes on and the coming of the Troupe grows near, I've thought of something. It's probably the same as down below, as the club was our safe haven, etc. But, I've never really thought of how impacting it has been. I mean, it's a literally SAFE HAVEN. Nobody judges you on how weird they are, or how good/bad your grade is. It's more like, if you're nice to me, I'll give the same.
It's going to be hard. We've never actually done anything on our own, without at least SOME guidance from Mr. Swag. We're going to have to figure out how to schedule a performance, or do something. This is going to be the roughest waters yet. We're not even sure if the 7th graders can work together. They don't click as well as we did. We're going to have to teach them. Something I don't think we did too often.
8th/9th grade is halfway over for all of us. Us 8th graders will move on to 9th grade, where the non-existant KOALAS (or so it seems from the outside) will die out. Unless we can do something. It has come to my attention that it's been harder to run things without Mr. Wagenseller. And I also thought of how much we need this. We'll be forced to socialize with the OtherKids without it. I want some sanity in my life. I want some improv. (Contradictory statements, I know.)
I'm not sure how long the Koalas will last. We're working our butts off to make CLS last.
And you can bet your stars that I'm gonna try to make Koalas work, too.
"Fate is a cruel and efficient tutor."
Tutors teach me what to do; so I will sing in the rain and not weep in it, to play music when sports have been cut away from your life, and to survive.
And that's what I'm planning on doing to the CLS troupe.
-The injured Turtle
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