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Job Description Form
|| Company: No If Yes, How Many? **__Classrooms full!__** |||| Type of position: Part-time Contractor Intern |||| Hours worked: 100 / week Starting Salary: Pennies per Hour Ending Salary: Even less per Hour ||
 * Great Bear Writing Project ||
 * Company’s Address: |||||||||| 104 Thompson Hall, UCA Campus, Conway, Arkansas, 72035 ||
 * Job Title: |||||||||| Teacher Consultant ||
 * Supervisor: |||| Stephanie Vanderslice (Site Director) |||| Phone: || 410-349-1212 ||
 * Dates Employed: |||| May 21, 2011 ||||  ||   ||
 * Do You Supervise Other Employees?
 * __ Yes __**
 * __ Yes __**
 * __ Full-time Plus! __**
 * == Job Duties == ||
 * * Say “hey” to Liz, our first arriver!
 * Get a cup of coffee and one or more of Steph’s pumpkin muffins.
 * Fill out a name tag and sign up for the raffle.
 * Ask other teacher consultants personal questions, then reveal the answers to the group.
 * Take a break and sign up for breakfast, the log, the prompt, and the workshop.
 * Greet Pam Bagby, the workshops coach.
 * Participate in Mike’s “life map” workshop.
 * Make a list of “turning points,” make a life map.
 * Write a story from one of the places on the map.
 * Get a homework assignment: a workshop idea and a personal bio.
 * A second homework assignment: turn in a piece of writing on the first day.
 * Go home, finish school, rest and come back on June 13. ||
 * Go home, finish school, rest and come back on June 13. ||

__Daily Log for 6-14-2011__ //Haikus by Bri!// Yesterday, Stephanie Mentioned haikus, so I thought, “I’ll write haiku logs!”

Ev’ryone arrived Early, had coffee and gave Small introductions.

Two Debs and two Stephs, Pam even made a seating Chart to keep it straight.

After paper work, We got to the fun stuff and Made wiki pages.

One invitation After another until Until all of us got in.

We posted pics of Beautiful children and Jack Sparrow, our loved ones

Lunch in the commons, Writing group in a fish bowl, And then you all formed,

Your own groups. And I Will break this haiku form to Say: Your writing is amazing, beautiful, powerful.

I listened in on Your lovely work and I can’t Wait to hear more soon.

Two Debs Need a Knapp, The lovely Steel Magnolias, And Writer’s With Ink:

You really wowed us With your work about your lives: A trip to DC

To live your dream, and Poems about overcoming Adversity, too.

You wrote about your Epiphanies and your loss Of friends in the past.

Thank you for your kind Critique of my work, and with That I’ll this up.

Hey, Great Bears! Great Bears! Your work is amazing, and We want to read more!

**SI2011 INVESTIGATIVE REPORT (LOG) Reporting Officer: Pam Bagby** Date: 6/15/11 Officers and suspects entered the interrogation room in Thompson Hall between 0800 and 0830.Officer Jane had prepared a breakfast of Glorious Morning Muffins and a coffeecake in which she had replaced the blueberries from Officer Mike’s recipe with apples. All were sufficiently sated. Officer Mike was a little suspicious when Officer Steph V had not shown at her usual time. As he became more alarmed, Officer V came in through the kitchen. Officer V then proceeded to read the log from a Facebook template she had lifted from the internet. At approximately 0845, Officer Jane provided a warm up exercise for all participants telling a story about her husband blasting a quail to smithereens and a vicious attack by robins when she attempted to serve a summons. Officer Jane then urged us to write our own “bird stories.” After the appropriate time had passed, suspects Glenda, Lindsay, Deb Q, Deb Moore and Christie shared stories of mostly disdain for any of the feathered demons. Suspect Christie used some especially colorful words in her first-hand description of annoying early birds. Now the work really began at 0900 as Officer Steph V asked all officers and suspects to reveal childhood mug shots. As we gazed at our younger demeanors, she asked us to takeourselves back to the scene of our crimes as youngsters and to reveal ten facts that we knew to be true. Much agonizing over the truth was visible on each face. After a short stretch of time, Officer V asked each to pick an item from our list and write about that incident. We took up our pencils and tapped on our keyboards. No one wanted to stop. When asked to share the memories, Weeji volunteered first and many had to wipe their eyes at the memory of her dancing in her father’s boots. Equally touching tales from suspect Jessica, Officer V, suspect Linda and even Officer Mike. Officer Mike’s parents may have had a juvenile offender on their hands at some point. Suspect Glenda wondered how Officer Mike had ended up in his position and then Liz touched us with a poem about the toughness of being the new or different kid and fitting in. Officer Steph V wanted to hear more at the Author’s chair and then proceeded to tell all suspects what is expected at their own workshops. Officer V presented the second workshop at approximately 1030 and we are instructed to reconstruct the scene of our crimes by drawing maps of our neighborhoods. Pencils begin to work out rough drawings of our surroundings. Then we were to mark specific crimes scenes with a visible X. All participants were invited to share their maps and a story or two with a partner who was not seated next to them. After this exchange of evidence, we sat down to write about one of the X’s on our maps. Intense writing ensues. Officer Bri started us off with a story of intense cold and becoming closer to her dad. Steph B amused us with a story of truth or dare at a sleepover culminating in a skinny dip in the pool. Did she or didn’t she? Then, suspect Weeji told us a tale of “the other building.” Officer Steph V informed us why these exercises are so intriguing and how the drawing activities timulate our brains to continue writing and make connections. Officer Jane encouraged Officer V to remind suspects that they can provide any form of writing prompt. Officer V pointed out that intern Bethany has catalogued all her books and will be collecting our evidence and putting it into a Great Bear Anthology. All are dismissed for lunch. At approximately 1300 hours, all return and after a brief collecting of items, all suspects break up into groups to continue writing. Officer Bri is dispatched to make sure none escape or have any questions. Most are working diligently on their morning work. All writing groups returned at 1500 hours for some sharing time at Author’s chair. Officer Pam had been urged by Officer Mike to share an amusing piece about her hope chest. Liz shared a poem from the bird prompt, Glenda warned us against kissing an iron, Bethany told of baby birds, Officer Mike read his story of a gardener ridding his home of a nasty wasps nest, and Linda told us her finished story of camping with friends who assured her it would be fun. Suspect Deb Moore enlightened us with her biography containing many of the joys and disappointments akin to the aging process (for females, anyway). At the end of this day of interrogation and investigation this Officer has decided that all suspects and officers alike are guilty - guilty of the crime of being writers.

Respectfully submitted: **Pam Bagby**
//Page **4** of Research Field Journal//

Weeji Niswonger 2011

__16 June, Thompson Hall, University of Central Arkansas, Conway, Arkansas__ Arrived 0827, Outdoor temperatures 24ºC (75ºF) rising to 34ºC (93ºF), wind 3 from ESE, to 10 from W. Clouds. Indoor temperature 21ºC (70ºF), wind calm. The habitat is located at the north-east corner of the campus territory and consists of a man made structure with several rooms and pathways and a vertical tunnel used for moving from level to level. Most activities occur in room 104 and an adjoining room where food is stored.

//Ursus maximus scriptus// (Great Bear Writers) is a unique species in that members of the group have such different physical characteristics. Yet common behaviors are evident. Observed this day were 15 subjects. The hierarchy and power structure seems fluid, changing many times throughout the observation period. A majority are preoccupied by small silver and grey illuminated boxes, which they use their front limbs to manipulate. Although they give the impression of very docile creatures, their dialogue reveals much more intricate details of their conduct outside of this setting.

Nutrients are consumed in the form of donuts, provided by Bri. Mike and Steph B exhibit signs of agitation when it is revealed that there are filled donuts which they had not seen. Colleagues imbibe water, coffee and Pepsi.

0847: The group begins what can only be surmised is a daily ceremony. Pam vocalizes an Investigative Report, imposing judgment upon the entire group. No punishment is levied.

The service goes on with Bri asking for Triumphs. As members diligently perform their task, a guttural growling, common to the Genus Ursus, is heard to emanate from Mike. As the sacrament continues, Deb Q tells of the circumstances that led to her family finding a new domicile. Glenda reveals her love of school.

0914: Steph V begins a new rite with a showing of admiration for Jane. Jane performs a ritual which reverses the natural aging process using an invisible dust that could not be gathered for further testing. In this strange metamorphosis, the participants transform to the chronological age of 8 years. Jane, in the role of orator, describes an incident with which many appear to have knowledge. A pictorial representation of the Earth is observed and commonality of the tale is revealed.

The word “Break” startles the group and causes the members to scatter. After a short period of time, they regroup and seem calm.

1035: Pam once again takes on the role of commander and using mere words converts the comrades into 13 year olds. Uttering “Poetry” leads to a din of primal groans, once again exhibiting the ancestry of the sub-species. Admonition is given against the beating and torturing of poetry. Chains and free association become poems as mirrors lead to reflections, water, age, the self and the soul. Running leads to tales of an ex, being late, dreams of flight, and snot.

Suddenly the assemblage becomes distracted by the idea of Y2K, Vienna sausages and extreme couponing.

1200: Lunch is announced and the crowd disperses. Some small clusters dine together.

1300: Briefly coming back together, self-imposed groups form and spread throughout the habitat. Discussions of varying topics ensue.

1500: Reconvening, the participants talk about the importance of being heard and the excitement of others listening. Support and affection are evident as Bri is vindicated and a Grad School Villain is slain. Weeji finds that teaching is beautiful, Steph V has children //and// a career, and Christie discovers that through her writing she can give someone a new experience. Laughter comes freely as Pam attempts to gather eggs. Mike’s true nature is revealed when he murders some black birds.

1530: Instinctively the Bears gather belongings. Though a few mill around, most quickly exit the habitat. The migration home is repeated, as it has been the past 3 days. This observer hypothesizes that this cycle will repeat itself on most days until the Writing Season is over, at the beginning of July.

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[|Daily Log] from Monday, June 20th by Deb Moore

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**Daily Log from June 21 by Jessica Saum**



June 22, 2011Elizabeth RollansDescriptions of the Day's Events in Three-Sentence Sections We meandered in, eyes hazy and movements sluggish, until the sight of bright red and black ladybug donuts and the smell of hot coffee helped our minds click into gear. Deb, upon asking about the strange alien appearance of the donuts, conceded that yes, they did look like ladybugs. After we had been sufficiently energized by the delicious sugar and caffeine, Jessica, wearing stylish platform Toms, presented a priceless menu of the previous day’s events.

After reading Sandra Cisneros’ short story entitled “Eleven,” Lindsay asked us to explain how old we felt today. The sound of rain filled the room as fingers dropped upon keys and pounded out feelings of age and of emotions and needs. Stephanie, Deb, and Linda summed it up quite well with the desire for sunshine, the knowledge that as the day wears on we won’t feel quite so weathered and ancient, and the admonishment that we are all “much too young to feel this damn old.” Good Glenda, once prepared to conduct a workshop on summaries, stated that no, she didn’t need the projector, and that yes, she was as ready as she’d ever be. Recognizing that our feet are the same age as the rest of our tired bodies, Glenda reaffirmed our knowledge that principals need to remember that there is more than one way to teach. Once we had summarized our favorite movies and an open response passage entitled “The Osage Firebird,” we wrote essays that were not text messages but could have been considered text to text responses.
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Stephanie’s workshop taught us that there are shoulder partners but then there are also face partners, and that games can entertain us while teaching us the powers of written descriptions of emotions and actions. We typed out descriptions of emotions enacted by Linda, Mike, Weeji, and Deb, who shared with us frustration, bewilderment, terror, and excitement, respectively. Later, after revising the emotional content of student essays, we worked to describe scenes our artistic (or not) shoulder partners could draw for us, containing our subjects and sometimes the accompanying sky.
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After separating to eat, we gathered once again for the marathon of writing known as Writer’s Workshop and that most revered time of the day known as the Author’s Chair. Group members wrote, shared, and revised their writing, ever mindful that one of these pieces should soon be “finished” and emailed to Bethany for the anthology. During Author’s Chair we congratulated Weeji, who shared her fifteenth anniversary story, and we held our breath with Jessica, who shared with us an emotional piece of writing with the power to move us all to tears.





Steph B July 28th

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