Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Monday, March 19, 2007
maybe i'm amazed
So today was a great day for me as a teacher. In my first period ELD class, my students gave group presentations, and were totally cute & awesome. They started their presentations all professional and, "Good morning class", and just did really fabulous jobs. Then in my second period Intervention class, we looked at a passage from Great Expectations to find character traits of Miss Havisham. I gave them background info on the story and characters, and they were totally into it. I have honestly never seen them more engaged or well-behaved. They wanted to read the book/watch the movie for extra credit, or watch the movie in class as a reward, and one girl (who is honestly my favorite student) goes, "Do you think they have this book in the library? I want to read it now". I wish I could just do stuff like this every day, instead of having to follow such a scripted program.
Monday, March 12, 2007
hard day's night
Can I really be done with PACT? Really? I can't even believe it. Here is a rough break-down of the assignment that basically took over my life for the past month:
**5 "tasks", that included...
-20 single-spaced pages of writing
-3-5 hours worth of lesson plans
-20 minutes of video (that took me about 2 hours to get onto the computer, edit, and save)
-scanned/assessed 3 student work samples, as well as the rubric
-scanned copies of the student assignments for the 3-5 hours of teaching time
-transferring ALL of this onto a website-like template, and linking it all up
-burning it all onto 2 CDs
God, I'm so glad it's over. I just want to turn in these CDs before I give in to the urge to break them.
And, on a completely different note....Seriously? Seriously! SERIOUSLY?!? Ahhhh. (I know that this doesn't make sense to anyone but me, but I am EXTREMELY irritated right now about something that has nothing to do with school, work, or me, really).
**5 "tasks", that included...
-20 single-spaced pages of writing
-3-5 hours worth of lesson plans
-20 minutes of video (that took me about 2 hours to get onto the computer, edit, and save)
-scanned/assessed 3 student work samples, as well as the rubric
-scanned copies of the student assignments for the 3-5 hours of teaching time
-transferring ALL of this onto a website-like template, and linking it all up
-burning it all onto 2 CDs
God, I'm so glad it's over. I just want to turn in these CDs before I give in to the urge to break them.
And, on a completely different note....Seriously? Seriously! SERIOUSLY?!? Ahhhh. (I know that this doesn't make sense to anyone but me, but I am EXTREMELY irritated right now about something that has nothing to do with school, work, or me, really).
Monday, March 5, 2007
Monday, February 12, 2007
eleanor rigby
What is with everyone that I went to high school with getting married? I mean, honestly. This is one of the reasons I have a love/hate relationship with Myspace.
Lindsey & I were talking about this the other day, saying how we felt like we were behind or something because we weren't married and/or pregnant. I especially feel this way, mainly because of how people look/react when they find out how long Rob & I have been together, and that we're not married, or even engaged. You'd think I just told them that I worship Satan, or eat newborn babies. But seriously? I fluctuate between feeling way too young/not ready for marriage, to wanting to get married with every fiber of my being (Corny, no? Imagine how I feel). But Robbie doesn't seem to be in any rush, and I'm really not either.
Sometimes.
Lindsey & I were talking about this the other day, saying how we felt like we were behind or something because we weren't married and/or pregnant. I especially feel this way, mainly because of how people look/react when they find out how long Rob & I have been together, and that we're not married, or even engaged. You'd think I just told them that I worship Satan, or eat newborn babies. But seriously? I fluctuate between feeling way too young/not ready for marriage, to wanting to get married with every fiber of my being (Corny, no? Imagine how I feel). But Robbie doesn't seem to be in any rush, and I'm really not either.
Sometimes.
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