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Monday, July 26, 2010
I've never.....
been so tired in my entire life.
It was just the first day.
It went well. I have good students.
Someday when I recover....I will post pictures of my room.
Thanks to Laura, Emily, and Nancy - you saved.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Sadly........
Our basket of kittens have all left.
Our surprise ones....Cody and Andy.
And our Iowa bound ones.....E, M, and GQ.
We already miss them.
In other news....
I have a "mega" amount work coming up in the next 6 weeks.
I start tomorrow setting up my classroom.
"Island theme" - with sand dollars for rewards, and mosquito bites for misbehavin'.
I'm spending money.
Alot.
I bought a really CUTE rug.
And some cute chairs....and some other things.
I'm sure to need.
I'm having fun!
Monday, June 28, 2010
Dolphins.....
It's official!
I got a job.
I am a 3rd grade teacher at Daybreak Elementary.
Jordan District.
Track B.
I start July 27th.
Pinch me.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
a weird spring indeed.
I haven't been blogging....lurking some....but not commenting.
I think I will participate again.
It's been a weird couple of months.
Starting with my sadness.
I had to pull myself up by the proverbial "boot strap" and finish my program.
Big life changing events have been happening........on very regular days.
I went to Mexico with 23 people that I had intermittantly spent the year with.
I had a curious time....pretending I was young and in college again. Learning about a culture that I really did not know.
I went to catholic mass and to a few bars. I visited a small Mexican village, with kind and loving families.......who had nothing, except happy lives.
I learned of the Lady of Guadalupe - The virgin Mary who visited the Mexican people. Many indigenous peoplebelieve she came to their land in a vision and is their protector -"their mother".
I was touched by this beautiful story It was told to me while standing on the grounds of the Basillica in Mexico City.
I flew home after a week of intense travel, tired of roommates and itineraies, and cranked out my very last week of homework.
On graduation day, Thursday April 28th....
I drove Ryan to the airport on a plane bound for Turkey.
Antalya Turkey.....where he played wheelchair tennis for the United States Junior team.
In typical teenage style, it became too much of a nuisance to communicate with his U.S bound parents - so we relied on the reporters.
Apparently, he made quite an impression (while losing) giving the U.S. team a lot to cheer about. He played Iraq, Japan, and other worldly teams. He stayed at a resort on the banks of the Mediteranean Sea.
He ate "whatever" with his meal card.
He rode a camel and watched belly dancing.
In Turkey. Antalya Turkey.
(Meanwhile, the same afternoon that I dropped Ryan off; I did not have time to enter the airport and see to it that he boarded the plane, I just wheeled him over to the baggage guy and said "have fun".)
I was off to present my final portfolio to my professors and eat my graduation dinner.
I needed to hurry to Westminster, or I'd be late.
I did well on my final presentation and then attended my honorary dinner until 7:30, at which time the rest of my cohort was meeting again for a celebration "bash" at someone's home.
I had to "bow out" and re-enter my other life that was waiting for me at Annie's preschool performance.(It really did start at 8:00 pm!)
I dropped my son at the airport, graduated with my Masters degree, attended my last preschool performance and then went to Shivers.....all in a weird and eventful day.
Suddenly, I was back, no longer a student and home again....a mom, with no typing and no class.
The disappearing stress was so welcome.
The fog of the last year started to thin, allowing me to see that Isaac lived with "other people", and that I had forgotten how to cook, and that I had large piles of crap - everywhere, and that Olivia and Annie had missed me.
I actually went to one of Samson's baseball games and watched t.v.
I relaxed and enjoyed my solace from responsibility and schoolwork.
A few day's later, Wayne's grandma died.
We all knew she would, sometime, at the age of 96. But well, it was still nostalgic and weird, and the end of an era. She will be missed and remembered.
We planned to attend her funeral in St. Louis, which was delayed almost 21/2 weeks after her passing. (they did keep her cold)
We flew with the help and blessing of Wayne's parents.
At check in, we noticed that all seven of our seats were scattered around the plane, and we were all, you guessed it, occupying middle seats.
We immediately called the airlines to explain our need to stay together as a family unit.
They showed us, and obliged us not!
We all sat separate, in the middle of "whoever", and ate our peanuts alone.
Except for Annie, who is four, and needed her mother to ask the nice gentleman who had scored a window seat to "trade" me for my nice squooshy middle seat, so my child could sit with me. He glared and succumbed.
Upon return, and intermittently during my May sabaticle, I had jolts of remembrance that I had gone to school for a reason.
I needed to start applying for my job.
Now, I don't remember what it is like to have a job, and I certainly don't remember what it is like to look for one.
And, as I will try and illustrate, I absolutely don't remember how to interview for one.
I do however, know how to put together a nice Principal packet, which has landed me several of said interviews.......of which I am trying to be "eternally grateful".
Let's just say........I'm Sarah Palin, talking to Katie Couric, only fatter and with less make-up.
The stuff that comes out of my mouth (or doesn't, as I've been answerless - twice) is so embarrassing - I can't stand it!!!!
I'm taking a break.....from looking, and I'm going to visit my sister in Spokane.
Sheesh.
I don't know if I'll get a job right now (this summer, or winter)....and I am okay with it.....except, every evening I research interview questions, talk to myself in the car.....outloud, and I can't sleep.
In other news........
My sister and wonderful friend are moving.
Jamie comes to visit once or twice a week.
With her, she brings her basketfull of kittens, ie. E, M, and GQ. My kids scream with delight and head straight to grandma's to maul, pet, and caress the little darlings. They love them. There presence and visit's will be surely missed. Quite frankly, none of us can stand it.
In a couple of weeks, I will be the last surviving WAGS that has stayed in salty town. Who would have thunk.
My friend Alana is moving too. She has a gigantic heart. She is good to everyone. She is a forever friend. She just had a baby boy, and has three beautiful girls who I have "playgrouped with" for years. Our neighborhood is "rocked" to the core.
She is moving to Seattle at the end of the summer. Quite frankly, none of us can stand it.
I took my girls to swimming lessons today, it was so darn cold we ran to the car, turned on the heat and headed for home.
Just a "regular" summer day.....just like my spring.
I think I will participate again.
It's been a weird couple of months.
Starting with my sadness.
I had to pull myself up by the proverbial "boot strap" and finish my program.
Big life changing events have been happening........on very regular days.
I went to Mexico with 23 people that I had intermittantly spent the year with.
I had a curious time....pretending I was young and in college again. Learning about a culture that I really did not know.
I went to catholic mass and to a few bars. I visited a small Mexican village, with kind and loving families.......who had nothing, except happy lives.
I learned of the Lady of Guadalupe - The virgin Mary who visited the Mexican people. Many indigenous peoplebelieve she came to their land in a vision and is their protector -"their mother".
I was touched by this beautiful story It was told to me while standing on the grounds of the Basillica in Mexico City.
I flew home after a week of intense travel, tired of roommates and itineraies, and cranked out my very last week of homework.
On graduation day, Thursday April 28th....
I drove Ryan to the airport on a plane bound for Turkey.
Antalya Turkey.....where he played wheelchair tennis for the United States Junior team.
In typical teenage style, it became too much of a nuisance to communicate with his U.S bound parents - so we relied on the reporters.
Apparently, he made quite an impression (while losing) giving the U.S. team a lot to cheer about. He played Iraq, Japan, and other worldly teams. He stayed at a resort on the banks of the Mediteranean Sea.
He ate "whatever" with his meal card.
He rode a camel and watched belly dancing.
In Turkey. Antalya Turkey.
(Meanwhile, the same afternoon that I dropped Ryan off; I did not have time to enter the airport and see to it that he boarded the plane, I just wheeled him over to the baggage guy and said "have fun".)
I was off to present my final portfolio to my professors and eat my graduation dinner.
I needed to hurry to Westminster, or I'd be late.
I did well on my final presentation and then attended my honorary dinner until 7:30, at which time the rest of my cohort was meeting again for a celebration "bash" at someone's home.
I had to "bow out" and re-enter my other life that was waiting for me at Annie's preschool performance.(It really did start at 8:00 pm!)
I dropped my son at the airport, graduated with my Masters degree, attended my last preschool performance and then went to Shivers.....all in a weird and eventful day.
Suddenly, I was back, no longer a student and home again....a mom, with no typing and no class.
The disappearing stress was so welcome.
The fog of the last year started to thin, allowing me to see that Isaac lived with "other people", and that I had forgotten how to cook, and that I had large piles of crap - everywhere, and that Olivia and Annie had missed me.
I actually went to one of Samson's baseball games and watched t.v.
I relaxed and enjoyed my solace from responsibility and schoolwork.
A few day's later, Wayne's grandma died.
We all knew she would, sometime, at the age of 96. But well, it was still nostalgic and weird, and the end of an era. She will be missed and remembered.
We planned to attend her funeral in St. Louis, which was delayed almost 21/2 weeks after her passing. (they did keep her cold)
We flew with the help and blessing of Wayne's parents.
At check in, we noticed that all seven of our seats were scattered around the plane, and we were all, you guessed it, occupying middle seats.
We immediately called the airlines to explain our need to stay together as a family unit.
They showed us, and obliged us not!
We all sat separate, in the middle of "whoever", and ate our peanuts alone.
Except for Annie, who is four, and needed her mother to ask the nice gentleman who had scored a window seat to "trade" me for my nice squooshy middle seat, so my child could sit with me. He glared and succumbed.
Upon return, and intermittently during my May sabaticle, I had jolts of remembrance that I had gone to school for a reason.
I needed to start applying for my job.
Now, I don't remember what it is like to have a job, and I certainly don't remember what it is like to look for one.
And, as I will try and illustrate, I absolutely don't remember how to interview for one.
I do however, know how to put together a nice Principal packet, which has landed me several of said interviews.......of which I am trying to be "eternally grateful".
Let's just say........I'm Sarah Palin, talking to Katie Couric, only fatter and with less make-up.
The stuff that comes out of my mouth (or doesn't, as I've been answerless - twice) is so embarrassing - I can't stand it!!!!
I'm taking a break.....from looking, and I'm going to visit my sister in Spokane.
Sheesh.
I don't know if I'll get a job right now (this summer, or winter)....and I am okay with it.....except, every evening I research interview questions, talk to myself in the car.....outloud, and I can't sleep.
In other news........
My sister and wonderful friend are moving.
Jamie comes to visit once or twice a week.
With her, she brings her basketfull of kittens, ie. E, M, and GQ. My kids scream with delight and head straight to grandma's to maul, pet, and caress the little darlings. They love them. There presence and visit's will be surely missed. Quite frankly, none of us can stand it.
In a couple of weeks, I will be the last surviving WAGS that has stayed in salty town. Who would have thunk.
My friend Alana is moving too. She has a gigantic heart. She is good to everyone. She is a forever friend. She just had a baby boy, and has three beautiful girls who I have "playgrouped with" for years. Our neighborhood is "rocked" to the core.
She is moving to Seattle at the end of the summer. Quite frankly, none of us can stand it.
I took my girls to swimming lessons today, it was so darn cold we ran to the car, turned on the heat and headed for home.
Just a "regular" summer day.....just like my spring.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Ryan's news.......
Again!
http://www.sltrib.com/ci_14794010
I told him his "Bragadocio" might need to be toned down a notch.
He said he likes being awesome.
okay!
http://www.sltrib.com/ci_14794010
I told him his "Bragadocio" might need to be toned down a notch.
He said he likes being awesome.
okay!
Friday, March 26, 2010
Class yesterday....
So, I have a few things to do before I gradutate. One being, going to Mexico for a week. I was going to opt out of this part of the program if "my first choice" would have taken hold, but well, I'm back in. Yesterday we had 6 hours of class. Dutifully my professors loaded on a bunch more homework.
AAAAAAAHHHH! April is starting to feel like November.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
moving.....
Two things happened in my moving forward week.
First, I was forced to attend Horizonte', this week as part of one of my last classes. I went kicking and screaming and feeling sorry for myself.
(When I arrived, I swear i spotted "my babies daddy" times ten.)
This school is an aternative high school in Salt Lake district. The student population consists of babies having babies (I saw a 12 year old) (I thought about posting a flyer). Babies that have become mothers, who are tending their babies while thay continue on in high school. 7-11th gaders who "may have had, done, or knew about a lot of bad stuff. Finally, adults who are trying to improve their lives and find a way to survive in this complicated place called the USA. I had the opportunity to observe and tutor in an adult, level 2 (not very high) adult ELL class. There where people represented from at least 10 different countries.
I don't know why but it spoke to me. I could do this. I would like to do this. I find real value in doing this.
One man, was so humble, and appreciative as we practiced writing a capital A. I felt a new focus maybe coming on. I bonded.( I cried several times during my stay, not specifically about my babe, but about the situations of so many)I really might consider working at this school in a few years.
Thing two:
I freakin (I hate that word) but I freakin, worked on my final homework project for at least 10 hours today. I have written nothing since she left. It felt so good. I am going to do this thing. In one month I will graduate - with a Masters degree.
I can feel myself coming back. My little Annie calls me mother all day - never mom, or mommy, but a formal mother - i love it.
I need to shift my direction and direct my mind where it needs to go. I am feeling better.
I have asked for pictures of Mia. I need pictures - just to see her. I am pulling to find all the beauty and blessings that I know I already have.
It is all getting better.
First, I was forced to attend Horizonte', this week as part of one of my last classes. I went kicking and screaming and feeling sorry for myself.
(When I arrived, I swear i spotted "my babies daddy" times ten.)
This school is an aternative high school in Salt Lake district. The student population consists of babies having babies (I saw a 12 year old) (I thought about posting a flyer). Babies that have become mothers, who are tending their babies while thay continue on in high school. 7-11th gaders who "may have had, done, or knew about a lot of bad stuff. Finally, adults who are trying to improve their lives and find a way to survive in this complicated place called the USA. I had the opportunity to observe and tutor in an adult, level 2 (not very high) adult ELL class. There where people represented from at least 10 different countries.
I don't know why but it spoke to me. I could do this. I would like to do this. I find real value in doing this.
One man, was so humble, and appreciative as we practiced writing a capital A. I felt a new focus maybe coming on. I bonded.( I cried several times during my stay, not specifically about my babe, but about the situations of so many)I really might consider working at this school in a few years.
Thing two:
I freakin (I hate that word) but I freakin, worked on my final homework project for at least 10 hours today. I have written nothing since she left. It felt so good. I am going to do this thing. In one month I will graduate - with a Masters degree.
I can feel myself coming back. My little Annie calls me mother all day - never mom, or mommy, but a formal mother - i love it.
I need to shift my direction and direct my mind where it needs to go. I am feeling better.
I have asked for pictures of Mia. I need pictures - just to see her. I am pulling to find all the beauty and blessings that I know I already have.
It is all getting better.
Friday, March 19, 2010
The call came today......
Mia will be staying with her birthfather.
I have been struggling for two weeks.
I'm really glad I have those two weeks under my belt.
They were horrible.
I am more than sad.
Heartbroken.
I really loved her.
So did Wayne and the kids.
I loved that the kids loved her.
Grandma did too.
So did my sisters.
Grandma had a special sleeping spot for her.
Grandy came helped us for three weeks.
Wayne was so good to me.
Through the whole thing.
I've wanted another baby for awhile.
I don't know why.
I just have. thats it. I just have.
It doesn't make much sense, I know.
I could go into my 3 years of trying.
But I won't.
We met Emilee.
We prayed about what to do.
She arrived.
Then I couldn't imagine anything more perfect.
Than keeping her here with us.
It isn't to be.
I have prayed that Heavenly Father will watch over her.
He will.
In my heart, I'll never give up.
In my life, I have to get better and move forward.
I have so many blessings.
And children.
They need me.
I'll be crying for several days.
And then I hope to start feeling better.
And be happy.
I will.
Thank you.
For Everything.
The thoughts.
The dinners.
The prayers.
The phone calls and emails and gifts. (I always said no gifts - he he)
The all around love and support.
I think - you may have loved her a little too.
Thank you.
So much.
With.
Love.
Libbi
I have been struggling for two weeks.
I'm really glad I have those two weeks under my belt.
They were horrible.
I am more than sad.
Heartbroken.
I really loved her.
So did Wayne and the kids.
I loved that the kids loved her.
Grandma did too.
So did my sisters.
Grandma had a special sleeping spot for her.
Grandy came helped us for three weeks.
Wayne was so good to me.
Through the whole thing.
I've wanted another baby for awhile.
I don't know why.
I just have. thats it. I just have.
It doesn't make much sense, I know.
I could go into my 3 years of trying.
But I won't.
We met Emilee.
We prayed about what to do.
She arrived.
Then I couldn't imagine anything more perfect.
Than keeping her here with us.
It isn't to be.
I have prayed that Heavenly Father will watch over her.
He will.
In my heart, I'll never give up.
In my life, I have to get better and move forward.
I have so many blessings.
And children.
They need me.
I'll be crying for several days.
And then I hope to start feeling better.
And be happy.
I will.
Thank you.
For Everything.
The thoughts.
The dinners.
The prayers.
The phone calls and emails and gifts. (I always said no gifts - he he)
The all around love and support.
I think - you may have loved her a little too.
Thank you.
So much.
With.
Love.
Libbi
Monday, March 15, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
Today.......
I am home, wondering what to do with myself.
I have plenty of things.
But once again, borrowing the words of my sister, I'm calling a snow day.
Although - it is sunny and beautiful outside.
After reading yesterday's beautiful post by Laura, and knowing that I am in a bit of a predicament myself......
I happened to read this blog, first thing today.....
http://amynelson.typepad.com/the_way_we_were/
also...read the comments.
I really should be in celebratory mode today - I finished with my student teaching Yeah!
I will graduate April 29th with my Master's in Teaching. Yeah...again!
My full year of solid homework is coming to an end.
Annie is thrilled!
I have plenty of things.
But once again, borrowing the words of my sister, I'm calling a snow day.
Although - it is sunny and beautiful outside.
After reading yesterday's beautiful post by Laura, and knowing that I am in a bit of a predicament myself......
I happened to read this blog, first thing today.....
http://amynelson.typepad.com/the_way_we_were/
also...read the comments.
I really should be in celebratory mode today - I finished with my student teaching Yeah!
I will graduate April 29th with my Master's in Teaching. Yeah...again!
My full year of solid homework is coming to an end.
Annie is thrilled!
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
I'm borrowing this word from my sister.......
Angst.
That is what I'm feeling right now - "mother angst".
Most people know Mia is gone to St.Louis.
My heart is broken.
I'm scared for her and sooooo sad.
But - I chose to take this little baby girl into my heart.
I'm so glad I did.
I love her.
I also love Wayne....
and Samson,and Ryan, and Olivia, and Isaac, and my Annie.
They...... are all okay.
I....am not okay - but I'm working on it.
Thank you for giving me your comfort.
Love and thanks to Grandma and Grandy.
I have good people all around.
That is what I'm feeling right now - "mother angst".
Most people know Mia is gone to St.Louis.
My heart is broken.
I'm scared for her and sooooo sad.
But - I chose to take this little baby girl into my heart.
I'm so glad I did.
I love her.
I also love Wayne....
and Samson,and Ryan, and Olivia, and Isaac, and my Annie.
They...... are all okay.
I....am not okay - but I'm working on it.
Thank you for giving me your comfort.
Love and thanks to Grandma and Grandy.
I have good people all around.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Jamie's photo shoot.
We are loving, loving, loving her
Sadly, things aren't going that well for our prospects of keeping her.
Pressing forward, with sleepy, but positive thoughts and prayers.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Our "delicate" situation.........
A baby girl was born today! Mia was born at 7:40 this morning. She weighs 6lbs 11oz and is 18 inches long. She is beautiful. Some of you know, most of you don't - that we our going to have this little girl come and be with our family for a while. We are hoping forever.
Here is our story......
We met Emilee this summer. She a very sweet girl who was looking for an adoptive family for her little baby. She was signed up with LDS Social Services and praying for an answer to know what to do. When we heard about Emilee (through family in St. Louis) we decided to present our family to her as a possible option. We knew the timing wasn't so good (I was thick in the MAT program) and our chances of being the "ones" was a bit of a pipe dream. But we felt good, and we felt the spirit and we decided to try. It turns out she liked us! She prayed about us! and she picked us to be Mia's family. We are all thrilled and feel very blessed - all 7 of us.
Over the last several months we have met with Emilee about once a month. She is a wonderful girl with a great deal on her shoulders. She has gone about making this decision with complete reliance on the Lord, and she believes this is what is best for her and for Mia. She has shown so much faith, kindness, and love to our family as we have gotten to know each other. We have met her parents and two of her brothers. We have had them come to our home. They are very nice and wonderful people and have also relied on the spirit as they have been trying to help and support Emilee through this difficult time. She and her family are absolutely wonderful.
Now to the "delicate" part.....
Mia's birthfather has not made his decision regarding the adoption. We cannot legally adopt this little girl until he does make a decision. Because of this, we have been hesitant in telling our news. We could easily only have Mia with us for a short while. We have always known this, and understand that this whole thing is very uncertain. This is why we haven't been talking or sharing much about our plans. We just don't know what will happen. We are looking at a very "delicate" and tenuous 30 or so days. We have tried to prepare ourselves and our kids. We may feel some heartbreak in the end of this, but Wayne and I both wanted to give it our best. If it works out in the end - we will be forever happy. If it does not, we will be okay and we will feel blessed for the experience.
We are going to be at the hospital with her now.......
Here is our story......
We met Emilee this summer. She a very sweet girl who was looking for an adoptive family for her little baby. She was signed up with LDS Social Services and praying for an answer to know what to do. When we heard about Emilee (through family in St. Louis) we decided to present our family to her as a possible option. We knew the timing wasn't so good (I was thick in the MAT program) and our chances of being the "ones" was a bit of a pipe dream. But we felt good, and we felt the spirit and we decided to try. It turns out she liked us! She prayed about us! and she picked us to be Mia's family. We are all thrilled and feel very blessed - all 7 of us.
Over the last several months we have met with Emilee about once a month. She is a wonderful girl with a great deal on her shoulders. She has gone about making this decision with complete reliance on the Lord, and she believes this is what is best for her and for Mia. She has shown so much faith, kindness, and love to our family as we have gotten to know each other. We have met her parents and two of her brothers. We have had them come to our home. They are very nice and wonderful people and have also relied on the spirit as they have been trying to help and support Emilee through this difficult time. She and her family are absolutely wonderful.
Now to the "delicate" part.....
Mia's birthfather has not made his decision regarding the adoption. We cannot legally adopt this little girl until he does make a decision. Because of this, we have been hesitant in telling our news. We could easily only have Mia with us for a short while. We have always known this, and understand that this whole thing is very uncertain. This is why we haven't been talking or sharing much about our plans. We just don't know what will happen. We are looking at a very "delicate" and tenuous 30 or so days. We have tried to prepare ourselves and our kids. We may feel some heartbreak in the end of this, but Wayne and I both wanted to give it our best. If it works out in the end - we will be forever happy. If it does not, we will be okay and we will feel blessed for the experience.
We are going to be at the hospital with her now.......
Friday, January 29, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
My new best friend......
The dreaded copy machine.
I took over the "hoolagins" this week.
I taught all day every day!
Besides, my sweaty armpits (tmi), my huge laundry pile and the fact that I'm eating my stress.
It was fun.......and I really like it.
I miss my Annie though.
She meets me at the door, and we cuddle.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
My first week......
of my illustrious career - over!
Teaching (more like observing) 5th grade was actually a blast.
I really liked it.....and I think - when I get more used to things, I'm really gonna like it!
Yeah!........it would not be good at this point if I hated it.
Yeah!........it would not be good at this point if I hated it.
1st day - I did an activity based on my science unit - traits, and I learned everybody's name.
I now know ALL of them......and I am so glad. It is hard to teach when you don't know anybody's name, I did that last quarter, way too many times.
2nd day - I taught science. I always get assigned science. Does any regular teacher like to teach science? Twice, I've been introduced to a mentor teacher , who immediately asked ........."uuuuh - how would you feel about teaching a month long science unit, and how'bout starting on Monday ?" I gulp - and say okay (do I look like a scientist?).
My science lesson went great, and I learned how to use the elmo, and I KNEW everybody's name.
3rd day - My mentor teacher had "something come up" (she really did), and had to leave me alone with the class. No warning. I just told myself that I was a 43 year old mother of five - and I knew exactly what I was doing - hmm. I went ahead and did the spelling bee that was scheduled for 11:30 - fun. My "use the word in a sentence " sentences, were exactly like the one I just wrote. Luckily, no one seemed to care.
Next, - I taught gym. LHM!!! 6th graders and 5th graders - at least 40 of them.......sliding all over and paying no attention to me - whatsoever!
I screamed my guts out for 40 minutes straight.
I screamed my guts out for 40 minutes straight.
Hint: Don't ever take on this project your 3rd day of student teaching - bad idea for self esteem and positive thinking, and "love of the game".
4th day - I taught another science lesson with well behaved 5th graders. Who knew? I also discovered the teacher salad bar. I'm not really good at preparing my lunch in the morning and , school lunch is really "quite yucky" - but I love a good salad - so that will work for me. Too bad, I had already eaten shrimp poppers and......I can't remember. I also learned to bring my own crushed ice - it reminds of my old life and by 12:20, I need a diet coke.
5th day - No teaching. Just preparation for my school meeting that afternoon. I really like my supervisor and my group. I cannot complain!
6th day - Today. Saturday Jan 9, 2010. I had to take the Praxis test for elementary school teachers (7:30 am). I am pretty sure I flunked. If I would have just asked Olivia what range, mean, mode, and median meant before taking the test......maybe I could have go that question correct......................... Are you smarter than a fifth grader?
Oh well.......I'm on my way.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Annie has a little problem.....
she is suffering from "holiday schedule".
Yesterday morning when I carried her downstairs (7:45 am) to contine her slumber on grandma's couch; she stayed up. Grandma had to take Lily to get her haircut.
Well, Annie is used to "holiday schedule" and 7:45 am is practically the middle of the night. Morning begins at 10:30 or 11:00!
So, last night while doing errands, Annie took a much needed nap in the car (6:30pm - 9:30pm).
At 9:30 she woke up (well rested), and ate a huge bowl of macaroni and cheese. She then watched her nightly movie, Cinderalla, which ended around 11:30 p.m. Annie was in full "play mode". She stayed in her room and played ponies. I was still up but needed to go to bed, because of my new full-time working status. I left Annie in her room talking to herself. I heard her close the door, turn out the light, and tuck herself in at 1:00 am (during the "holiday" we tucked each other in around this same time - my bad).
Do we have a problem? (Don't answer that)
This morning, Annie slept in until 10:30, and grandma reported she was sleepy until school - which starts at 12:30.
"Holiday schedule" is serious business.
Yesterday morning when I carried her downstairs (7:45 am) to contine her slumber on grandma's couch; she stayed up. Grandma had to take Lily to get her haircut.
Well, Annie is used to "holiday schedule" and 7:45 am is practically the middle of the night. Morning begins at 10:30 or 11:00!
So, last night while doing errands, Annie took a much needed nap in the car (6:30pm - 9:30pm).
At 9:30 she woke up (well rested), and ate a huge bowl of macaroni and cheese. She then watched her nightly movie, Cinderalla, which ended around 11:30 p.m. Annie was in full "play mode". She stayed in her room and played ponies. I was still up but needed to go to bed, because of my new full-time working status. I left Annie in her room talking to herself. I heard her close the door, turn out the light, and tuck herself in at 1:00 am (during the "holiday" we tucked each other in around this same time - my bad).
Do we have a problem? (Don't answer that)
This morning, Annie slept in until 10:30, and grandma reported she was sleepy until school - which starts at 12:30.
"Holiday schedule" is serious business.
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