Friday, March 8, 2013

Consumed.

I watch you come and go
wondering what's on your mind
a quick glance to see if it's me

Heart strings pulled
like a master puppeteer
I jump, I fly, I'd say goodbye

My mind is consumed
interference
that's you

Wrong time
wrong place
but I need more

A growing addiction
no doc can cure
the remedy I already know

Thoughts, ideas
circulate around you
permanence, no matter what I do

One second
two minutes
three hours, too much

A yearning so deep
felt in my chest
and everywhere else

I'll continue on
facing the truth
of reality.

Monday, March 4, 2013

The Preschool App.

Your first kiss. The passing of a loved one. Leaving home for college. Committing to marriage. Giving birth. These are some of the things that I consider "life-changing" moments. Moments that are not only life-changing, but are also generators of immense stress. WRONG! There is no event in your life that can compare to the stress of filling out your (first-born) child's preschool application... especially when you are a teacher! Here are the top 10 list of questions running through my mind as I fill out the piece of paper that could potentially determine whether my child is headed to Harvard or The Hills...

10. Do I describe my child's personality as "fun-loving" or "fun-loving as long as there is a nap involved"?

9. Is "Peek-a-Boo" considered a developmental milestone?

8. Is my child's obsession with the song, "Happy Birthday To You" mean that she has musical talent?

7. Can I write down "nose-digging" as my child's hobby?

6. I wonder if grunting is considered as "expanded vocabulary"?

5. Will they accept "Ewwww..." as, "I have to use the bathroom"?

4. Is okay if my child can only correctly identify her colors with the use of M&Ms?

3. Cry. Stop. Cry. Stop. Cry. Stop. Signs of resiliency?

2. Do they consider, "Because I said so" an effective form of communication?

1. Is neurosis hereditary?




Happy Slicing! :)

Sunday, March 3, 2013

A SOLSC Miracle!

It's been a while... August of 2012 to be exact. But of course, it would be none other than the Slice Of Life March Challenge to bring me back from the dead, (hopefully I am not a zombie). If I had a nickel for every time I came up with a reason to not blog, I'd be retired. All my excuses worked until February started to fade away and the scents of spring began to arrive as March rolled in. Email after email filled my inbox; notifications of new posts from my favorite writers, but these weren't just their regular daily posts, they were official SOLSC posts. I couldn't ignore it, no matter how hard I tried. March 1..... March 2..... I wrote in my notebook, but did not, would not log in to my computer. And here we have arrived on March 3. A beautiful Sunday, and now I can't even keep my fingers from typing! My brain is spitting out ideas left and right, while my fingertips try their best to keep in tune with my overflow of thoughts.

I figure two days late is better than 31 days late, so here I am. The following is what I scribbled down in my notebook when I was thinking about my new experiences with co-teaching. A subject that I have a lot to say and ask about! Happy Slicing, Slicers!
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you plus me, and them
equals three
but two of us together
engaging
taming
conquering "them"
there is so much sense to it
with you
and me
we meet
we plan
till we drain our brains
but wait!
there's more
ideas tucked away
waiting to be shared.

you teach
than I'll teach
try mine
and I'll try yours
two into one
so the third will succeed
co-teach
side-by-side
no better place to be.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Avoidance issues

Itʻs been a while... a very long while. Avoidance is probably the best word to describe my "writing" absence lately. I say "writing" absence because Iʻve continued to follow my favorite blogs, but unfortunately have not commented or updated my own. Upon the culmination of last school year, I was exhausted, to say the least. Burnt out, annoyed, frustrated, and non-motivated would be some of the adjectives I was feeling. Honestly, writing was the last thing I wanted to do. But, as the summer quickly came to its end, I packed up the last of my belongings in my former classroom and dove head-first into the deep unknown and began teaching at another school. I needed a new challenge, to refresh and renew; a place that motivated me to work harder each and every single day for my students. That place has been found, and I am truly in my element. The school that I now teach at has a brand-spanking new middle school building. Not only is everything amazingly new, but the space is an open learning space. Yup. No walls. Team teaching like you've never imagined.

My goal is get back on the horse and blog it up once again! Striving to catch up with those I haven't left comments for, return to SOL Tuesdays, and blog about my new adventures in my "wall-less" classroom (which I love, btw).

Ahh... deep breath, exhale. It feels so satisfying to be writing again.

Until tomorrow...

Thursday, July 19, 2012

I love a great notebook!

As I meandered through the school supply aisles at my favorite big-chain store, my eyes suddenly shifted to the rack of notebooks below as if they were magnets and "Eureka!" there it was. A fine young notebook with a stack of cassette tapes pictured on its cover! (If you read my post from a day before here, you will understand my odd excitement).

Hello, new writer's notebook!


Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Best of...

I met with my new colleagues today to begin planning out the start of the new school year. We begin school on August 7, and I am really looking forward to this new journey in my life. Before we began to get into the nitty-gritty things, we shared some information about our names with one another and our teaching philosophies. Personally, I really abhor sharing my teaching philosophy. There always seems to be this pressure to articulate it perfectly and I find it more to be like a "working document," always being modified based on my teaching experiences. Anyway, I was lucky that today's sharing time wasn't as awkward as I thought it was going to be; in fact, something that one of my colleagues said really caught my attention, and I really want to remember what he said. He briefly explained to us his personal teaching philosophy, and then began to share his thinking process with us. He explained that when he teaches, he thinks about the teachers who impacted his life and how they taught him. He described his teaching as a mixed tape, taking the "best of" and incorporating it into his own teaching style.

I love the idea of taking the "best of." If we take the time to stop and reflect, we can discover that there are so many influential teachers in our lives. So I did exactly that.

My "Best of"

2nd grade, Miss Campos who gave me the brightest smile every single morning. She made me feel as if she was the lucky one to have me in her class.

4th grade, Mrs. Liu who was creative and dynamic. She set high expectations for her students and guided us to success. We also performed some really hilarious plays in her class!

5th grade, Mrs. Underkofler who chose great class novels -- A Wrinkle In Time; From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler; The Indian in the Cupboard

7th grade, Ms. Arce always listened to what I had to say and made faith important in my life.

8th grade, Mrs. Adair who first introduced me to the wonders of learning History. I loved how she was willing to mark up our classroom maps, so we could see how the Union soldiers advanced on the Confederate Army.

High School English, Mrs. Morey helped build my confidence when it came to reading and writing. She also had a knack for putting me in my place when my "I know everything attitude" became a bit much.

High School English, Mrs. Crawford who introduced me to Mr. William Shakespeare. 'Nuff said.

High School American History, Mr. Kaufmann who told me that my charm would take me far, but working hard in school would take me even further. He sat and lectured, but his knowledge of American History made him an amazing storyteller.

College History Professor, Dr. Pierre Asselin who I am truly indebted to forever. Dr. Asselin fueled my passion for learning about the world.

College Professor, Mr. Richard Rapson believed in me and took the time to talk to me about my future and encouraged me to push myself toward greater things. A good listener, mentor, and friend.

Maybe one day I can be on someone's "Best of" list.

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

A few more minutes

"Ra-ta-ta-tat," say the blinds
as they take their turn allowing the light in
A new day takes shape
as she lifts her arms
and stretches
Awakened with eyelids closed
Fresh air circulates the room 
while the scent 
of an approaching rain
tickles her nose
She cuddles onto her side
Fingers intertwined
Legs pulled in to warm her chest
Amazing things are up ahead,
But what's a few more minutes?