Shoelaces and tissues
Toys that you misuse
Snotty noses and sunburns
Gotta touch that worm!
I love you, three-year-olds,
You and your incessant colds.
Four-year-olds, don't fear,
Your tantrums, I will always hold dear.
You five-year-olds, tricky as you may be,
Can never, and will never, ever fool me!
Running, jumping, kicking, screaming,
Biting, lying, falling, peeing.
Greasy, dirty, smelly, wet,
You are, by far, the messiest children I have ever met.
I love you, dear sweet ones,
Now please, for the love of God, tell us if you have the runs!
Perhaps I'll go join those nuns...
6.25.2009
6.22.2009
Round II
3 days down, 29 to go. It's been interesting. Here are the basics:
20 children
2 IEPs
Age span of 3-5
2 head teachers, 2 assistants
2 field trips a week
2 hour nap time daily
9 hour days (for myself)
3 weeks of full control
I won't have as many technical requirements (lesson plan write-ups, unit plan, portfolio, assignments, etc); however, I will have to complete daily journals and a weekly reflection (ahmm...CAKE compared to this)
Considering the "breaks" throughout the day and the nature of a Head Start summer program, I am not left as tired as my six hour days in 2nd grade were leaving me; however, I also don't have an hour commute on 2 CTA buses and a train, in addition to never ending streams of grading, planning, reflecting, and researching to navigate. I'm missing it all, though. Probably more than anyone knows.
It will be an interesting placement. I was able to chat with the two assistant teachers today during nap time (assistant, despite a combined 20 years with the program). I'm hoping relationships can build...soon. I was fortunate before, but so far all is good here.
We'll see :)
20 children
2 IEPs
Age span of 3-5
2 head teachers, 2 assistants
2 field trips a week
2 hour nap time daily
9 hour days (for myself)
3 weeks of full control
I won't have as many technical requirements (lesson plan write-ups, unit plan, portfolio, assignments, etc); however, I will have to complete daily journals and a weekly reflection (ahmm...CAKE compared to this)
Considering the "breaks" throughout the day and the nature of a Head Start summer program, I am not left as tired as my six hour days in 2nd grade were leaving me; however, I also don't have an hour commute on 2 CTA buses and a train, in addition to never ending streams of grading, planning, reflecting, and researching to navigate. I'm missing it all, though. Probably more than anyone knows.
It will be an interesting placement. I was able to chat with the two assistant teachers today during nap time (assistant, despite a combined 20 years with the program). I'm hoping relationships can build...soon. I was fortunate before, but so far all is good here.
We'll see :)
6.10.2009
Good Reading
Considering the fact that my next student teaching placement is still in the works, I am looking to snatch every opportunity I can to relax and enjoy this time of "vacation". Last night, while pondering whether or not I would go to sleep or stay awake a little while longer [it was one in the morning], I happened to glance over the books on my book shelves and was immediately drawn to one in particular. I've had this book for well over six years; however, I've never made it past the preface. The book, well written and respected by many, has always been on my list of desired books to read. Why haven't I started? The story is one that, for awhile, I did not want to hear. Yet, I still own the book. I heard about it, made the purchase, and then proceeded to tuck it safely away between some Jane Austen and Donald Miller [a likely pair, I like to think]. So, rather than pulling my pillow close and resting my eyes at one in the morning, I chose to embrace this story that, for so long, I had neglected.
The story chronicles the life and love of Elisabeth Elliot who has a story to tell that I am relatively certain I need to hear.
Below is a quick chronology of a particular albeit significant segment of her life:
1947: Jim and Elisabeth are students at Wheaton College. He visits her home in New Jersey at Christmas.
1948: Jim confesses his love for Elisabeth before she graduates. They have no correspondence between them that summer. In the fall, he decides to begin to write to her when she moves to Canada.
1949: Jim graduates and goes home to Portland. Elisabeth is still in Canada and later visits Jim's home.
1950: Jim is home, working, studying, and preparing for missionary work. Elisabeth is in Florida. They spend two days together in Wheaton when her brother is married.
1951: Jim and Elisabeth meet again when Jim comes east to speak in missionary meetings in New York and New Jersey.
1952: February, Jim sails for Ecuador. April, Elisabeth sails for Ecuador. They spend several months in Quito, living with Ecuadorian families to learn Spanish by immersion. In August, Jim moves to Shandia in the Eastern jungle to work with Quichua Indians. In September, Elisabeth moves to San Miguel in the Western jungle to work with Colorado Indians.
1953: January, Jim and Elisabeth meet in Quito. Jim asks Elisabeth to marry him. The engagement is announced. In June, Elisabeth moves to Del Rios in the Eastern jungle to begin studying Quichua, fulfilling the condition of his proposal, "I won't marry you till you learn it." They are married in October.
1955: Jim and Elisabeth have a daughter, Valerie.
1956: January, Jim dies by Acua spears.
The story chronicles the life and love of Elisabeth Elliot who has a story to tell that I am relatively certain I need to hear.
Below is a quick chronology of a particular albeit significant segment of her life:
1947: Jim and Elisabeth are students at Wheaton College. He visits her home in New Jersey at Christmas.
1948: Jim confesses his love for Elisabeth before she graduates. They have no correspondence between them that summer. In the fall, he decides to begin to write to her when she moves to Canada.
1949: Jim graduates and goes home to Portland. Elisabeth is still in Canada and later visits Jim's home.
1950: Jim is home, working, studying, and preparing for missionary work. Elisabeth is in Florida. They spend two days together in Wheaton when her brother is married.
1951: Jim and Elisabeth meet again when Jim comes east to speak in missionary meetings in New York and New Jersey.
1952: February, Jim sails for Ecuador. April, Elisabeth sails for Ecuador. They spend several months in Quito, living with Ecuadorian families to learn Spanish by immersion. In August, Jim moves to Shandia in the Eastern jungle to work with Quichua Indians. In September, Elisabeth moves to San Miguel in the Western jungle to work with Colorado Indians.
1953: January, Jim and Elisabeth meet in Quito. Jim asks Elisabeth to marry him. The engagement is announced. In June, Elisabeth moves to Del Rios in the Eastern jungle to begin studying Quichua, fulfilling the condition of his proposal, "I won't marry you till you learn it." They are married in October.
1955: Jim and Elisabeth have a daughter, Valerie.
1956: January, Jim dies by Acua spears.
6.01.2009
Integrity
Idrealism: The state of being both an idealist and a realist to which I aspire to be.
I wrote an entire post last night on idrealism; however, as per usual, my blogging aspirations were blown when it all, in a matter of a second, deleted. I really am OK with it since I am fully aware that the post was written at one o'clock in the morning and, simply put, did not contain some of my best thoughts-put-to-writing.
I could probably write a book on everything I've been learning over the course of the last few years (you may or may not know of the reasons), but doing so would be virtually pointless considering the fact that, as of this very second, each thought is so jumbled with the next that I'M POSITIVE that the task would be absolutely tedious - probably to the point of utter exhaustion. Even writing a blog detailing my thoughts on idrealism is painful.
I'm relatively certain that there comes a point where you have to step back and take the Socratic approach to live by re-examining - re-examining your dreams, your passions, your ideals, your values, your convictions, your plans, even your hopes. I've learned that when you fail to do so, getting caught up in those things becomes second nature. It's natural to think and over think to the point of thinking yourself away from the original target, the original roots of that initial thought. Idrealism finds that middle - between crooked and straight, windy and calm, passion and reason, love and logic.
Oh dear Lord, how I could continue on this train! My coffee has yet to officially kick in, so I'm stopping here.
I wrote an entire post last night on idrealism; however, as per usual, my blogging aspirations were blown when it all, in a matter of a second, deleted. I really am OK with it since I am fully aware that the post was written at one o'clock in the morning and, simply put, did not contain some of my best thoughts-put-to-writing.
I could probably write a book on everything I've been learning over the course of the last few years (you may or may not know of the reasons), but doing so would be virtually pointless considering the fact that, as of this very second, each thought is so jumbled with the next that I'M POSITIVE that the task would be absolutely tedious - probably to the point of utter exhaustion. Even writing a blog detailing my thoughts on idrealism is painful.
I'm relatively certain that there comes a point where you have to step back and take the Socratic approach to live by re-examining - re-examining your dreams, your passions, your ideals, your values, your convictions, your plans, even your hopes. I've learned that when you fail to do so, getting caught up in those things becomes second nature. It's natural to think and over think to the point of thinking yourself away from the original target, the original roots of that initial thought. Idrealism finds that middle - between crooked and straight, windy and calm, passion and reason, love and logic.
Oh dear Lord, how I could continue on this train! My coffee has yet to officially kick in, so I'm stopping here.
5.28.2009
Herb-tastic
Holly and I are growing an herb garden in my bedroom window. The garden will consist of basil, mint, and chives. The thing we were most excited about? Watching the small dirt pellets (shout out to Target's dollar section) expand in a mere 10 seconds upon being doused with 12 ounces (1 Mountain Dew can) of water.
We may or may not host our own gardening show in the future.
We may or may not host our own gardening show in the future.
Goodness Gracious
trains
If a train appears in your dream, it may signify that you have a need to do things in an orderly and sequential manner. Alternatively, your dream of trains may be a metaphor that you are "in training" for some event, job or goal. To dream that you are on a train symbolizes your life's journey. It suggests that you are on the right track in life and headed in the right direction. Alternatively, you have a tendency to worry needlessly over a situation that will prove to work out in the end.
school bus
In particular, if you are a school bus driver, then it signifies that through knowledge and learning you will advance rapidly in life. Your dream may be connected with a new learning situation.
bridge
To dream that you are crossing a bridge signifies an important decision or a critical junction in your life. This decision will prove to be a positive change filled with prosperity and wealth in the horizon. Bridges represent a transitional period in your life where you will be moving on to a new stage. Alternatively, the bridge may indicate that you are trying to "bridge" or connect two things together.
ship [freighter]
To see a ship in your dream denotes that you are exploring aspects of your emotions and unconscious mind. [true for the moment!]
seats [on train and bus]
To see a chair in your dream symbolizes your need to sit down and take time out to contemplate a situation before proceeding. Or you just need to relax. Alternatively, it indicates that your feelings or ideas are being dismissed or cast to the side. To dream that someone is offering you a chair suggests that you need to be open to taking and accepting advice.
oncoming car
To dream that you are almost hit by a car suggests that your lifestyle, beliefs or goals may be in conflict with anothers.
I tend to have reoccurring symbols in my dreams, but lately they have been intensified. Quite interesting, to say the least!
If a train appears in your dream, it may signify that you have a need to do things in an orderly and sequential manner. Alternatively, your dream of trains may be a metaphor that you are "in training" for some event, job or goal. To dream that you are on a train symbolizes your life's journey. It suggests that you are on the right track in life and headed in the right direction. Alternatively, you have a tendency to worry needlessly over a situation that will prove to work out in the end.
school bus
In particular, if you are a school bus driver, then it signifies that through knowledge and learning you will advance rapidly in life. Your dream may be connected with a new learning situation.
bridge
To dream that you are crossing a bridge signifies an important decision or a critical junction in your life. This decision will prove to be a positive change filled with prosperity and wealth in the horizon. Bridges represent a transitional period in your life where you will be moving on to a new stage. Alternatively, the bridge may indicate that you are trying to "bridge" or connect two things together.
ship [freighter]
To see a ship in your dream denotes that you are exploring aspects of your emotions and unconscious mind. [true for the moment!]
seats [on train and bus]
To see a chair in your dream symbolizes your need to sit down and take time out to contemplate a situation before proceeding. Or you just need to relax. Alternatively, it indicates that your feelings or ideas are being dismissed or cast to the side. To dream that someone is offering you a chair suggests that you need to be open to taking and accepting advice.
oncoming car
To dream that you are almost hit by a car suggests that your lifestyle, beliefs or goals may be in conflict with anothers.
I tend to have reoccurring symbols in my dreams, but lately they have been intensified. Quite interesting, to say the least!
5.25.2009
10 things I am thankful for today.
1. Freshly made coffee at the perfect temperature. Pure bliss.
2. Sunshine.
3. Time with my sister, my best friend, my other half.
4. Loads and loads of boxes that are demanding my attention. I like to be productive...when I have the time!
5. An impending phone conversation that I am anticipating will provide direction for the upcoming year.
6. Twinkle lights.
7. The gracious birds outside my window who are willing to provide my background music this morning.
8. The Lord's unconditional provision and grace.
9. Kleenex, Breathe-Right Nose Strips, and Sudafed.
10. The courage, spirit, and passion that so many display on a daily basis. It often goes unacknowledged and unappreciated, but never forgotten.
Happy Memorial Day.
2. Sunshine.
3. Time with my sister, my best friend, my other half.
4. Loads and loads of boxes that are demanding my attention. I like to be productive...when I have the time!
5. An impending phone conversation that I am anticipating will provide direction for the upcoming year.
6. Twinkle lights.
7. The gracious birds outside my window who are willing to provide my background music this morning.
8. The Lord's unconditional provision and grace.
9. Kleenex, Breathe-Right Nose Strips, and Sudafed.
10. The courage, spirit, and passion that so many display on a daily basis. It often goes unacknowledged and unappreciated, but never forgotten.
Happy Memorial Day.
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