So now that there is Facebook and Twitter, who needs a blog?!?!

Here is just an update from the past year so it doesn't look like I'm COMPLETELY lazy :)


I finally graduated in May. Thought I was going to have a job in Abilene and found out late in the summer that I didn't. Jobs, as most of you know, are not so readily available right now. So basically, I'm paying 6 figures to substitute. GGGGRRRRRREEEEEAAAAAATTTTTT. Luckily, my alternative career plan for the next yearish (maybe only til Dec. if I get lucky) is better than most people's. So I do feel blessed, but I have to remind myself daily to feel so.

I have been in elementary schools, a middle school, and now a high school. Let me tell you, folks. I can do elementary (my major) and I can do high school, but these middle school kids are out of CONTROL. I really only subbed at this school, because my favorite teacher of all time is now an AP there. Which brings me to my post. When we were chatting today, she told me about the one person who influenced her the most to become a teacher. And she told me to think about mine and always strive to be like that person. Little did she know, she is mine :) Because of this (I wrote this as a junior in college):

Okay, so I just talked to Kim and it made me look through my old emails. And I found this one, when we had to write to one of our college professors about our favorite teacher. I know I told you I wrote about you/ talked about you in my education classes a lot, but I dont think I ever sent you what I said. So here it is: remember, I was a junior so take it easy on it lacking in the grammar area, if it is :)

My Favorite Teacher was my eighth grade English teacher, Mrs. Hindt. There are several reasons I remember her being my favorite teacher and mentor. One of the things that I respected her as a teacher for, was the fact that she decorated her room for every new book we read. She went all out on decorations and it made me more excited, as a student, to learn about the book we were about to read. Mrs.Hindt also cared about us outside of the classroom. I played every sport in junior high and I vividly remember Mrs. Hindt sitting on the front row of the bleachers screaming for all of her students. Not many teachers took time outside of class to know what we were doing, but Mrs. Hindt did and I remember. I also remember how much knowledge she had for the subject she taught. She was so enthusiastic about what she was teaching, so it really didn't leave us much of a choice, but to be enthusiastic about it too. To me, it never felt like Mrs. Hindt thought of herself as being better than us, just because she was a teacher. She realized we were individuals and often tried to get down on our level, both physically and emotionally, to help us with school, problems, and most of all---emotions. My emotions were always safe in Mrs. Hindt's room and continue to be safe whenever I talk to her. Lastly, one of the cool and outrageous things about Mrs. Hindt was the fact that she never wore the same outfit twice in a school year. Also, Mrs. Hindt's reading glasses always matcher her outfit, and not in a black or brown type of way, but she must have owned over 50 pairs of reading glasses. She also painted her fingernails to match her outfit every day and she knew that it made us come to class excited...if not for anything else, but just to see what she would be wearing that day. I still keep up with Mrs. Hindt, almost seven years later, and I still feel like she cares for me the same way she did when I sat in her class on a daily basis! I will always remember Mrs. Hindt. I will remember the hugs, the smiles, the countless laughs, the life discussions, and the true passion and love she had for her students and her job. If I had to give credit to one teacher for influencing me to be a teacher, it would hands down, be Mrs. Hindt. Most students can't truthfully say they love their teachers, but every time I email Mrs. Hindt, I tell her- because it is true and it always will be. She was a huge part of my teenage years, the greatest teacher, and one of the best mentors a kid could have asked for.


From the mouths of babes (if junior year makes me a "babe"). Mrs. Hindt and I talk on a monthly basis and I substituted in her building for two days. Today, hearing the words, "BLOODY TRIFLING" coming out of her mouth brought back good memories and reminded me WHO I want to be as a teacher for the kids that are in my classes now, and especially for the kids that will be in my first classroom and every year after that. Teachers are one of the most important people on the planet. And I don't just say that because I am a teacher, I say that because I was a student...and I remember.

Thats my cousin, Ali's baby boy. His name is Cannon Mark and he was born on December 30, 2008.

This is where the prayer request comes in. Cannon has spina bifida. He was taken a month early, but seems to be doing fine right now. He had surgery to close the lesion in his back on New Year's Eve. At this time, they are waiting to see if he is going to need a shunt put it, something that is common for preemies.


Here is their blog for updates


Thanks for the prayers.

Here is the one thing that can guarantee a smile out of me these days.




His name is Ranger and I found him about a week and a half ago. Lucky thing I took him too, because I heard the other puppies he was running around with got taken by the pound the next day. Anywho---he isn't staying with me, because he still whines and no way could I hide him in my non-allowing pet apartment. He is staying with Shelly, but I see him at least once a day and do all the mommy things. He is sweet and is a fast learner. I adore him and am glad I have something fluffy to hang on to for these rough times.

Branching from Kristi's blog...here are my thoughts.

God of Wonders,
I don't know how to even express these thoughts. It is so hard to see the good in things you do. I've been seeing so much hurt in the lives of two of the people i am closest here in Abilene. And when they were just coming out of the darkness, you hit us with something that is so much worse. I've made it past the past 6 months emotionally and I thought you had thrown me all the curves you had. Why did you choose her? Such an energetic and loving child. I will never forget the bouncing curls and the instant love my first summer in Portland. And the constant love and support the VDK's and Caiti have given me ever since. God, I love that family with a lot of my being. They follow you. I know you love them. I know you care for them. Please wrap them in your arms. Leukemia is such a scary and overwhelming thing. Especially for a 4 year old and her family. Please, God, show us how to be there for them. I want more than anything to be in Portland right now. I don't know what to do right now from so far away. I know my prayers are heard and I know that is just as important, but my hear still breaks because I can not be there. Please, God, help all who are involved and care for the VDK's.

Amen.
Me

Nothing new really.
Observing.
Schooling.
Working.
Clubing (social club, not other...well at least not regularly enough to mention)


Oh funny thing. Was definitely in a little shoot out yesterday at a 7eleven. And Im fine, everyone is fine, but seriously I cant sleep and I am so nervous. Good hen distracted, but nights are the worst, truthfully. Thank goodness I have good parents that have been checking on me, a wonderful boss who stayed with me last night until my roommate got home because I couldnt be alone. Eventhough we just sat in silence. She is priceless to me... literally. Okay, so maybe it isn't that funny. I just figured it would lighten the blow for all of you readers, because anyone in abilene that knows has flipped out when I told them. So I tried to make it a little easier on you.



Student teaching should be fun. I got requested for the first half at a school where one of my club sponsors is the principal (which is 3rd and 4th grade) and now the early childhood teacher that i am observing has requested me for the second half...so i figure that will be a great array of ages for my resume.


Thats all.

Well, at least I made it before the one month point.
Life is just busy, folks. School started down here in the south last monday, but for me it started the thursday before that with a lil thing the education department likes to call August Experience. This little experiment puts all the students who will student teach sometime during this school year with a teacher for the two days before school and the first two days of school. You know, the most exhausting times for a teacher :)

I thought I did okay with the two days before school started. But then I ended up at the emergency clinic because I thought I was having a heart attack (seriously). And in Abilene you go to the clinic first because they see you faster than the ER and if you need to go to the ER you go from the clinic in an ambulance and that automatically puts you at the front of the line. Turns out they said it was just inflamation and strained chest muscles, but that it definitely feels like heart problems. Good grief, then the nurse came with the shot and Shelly got to see how I really react to needles, a feat she has only heard about. I'm once again glad she is hear as I sat bawling scared I was aging way too fast.

Then, The first couple of days of school I got left with an emotionally disturbed girl from my class who races toward streets and bangs her head against walls. I only have 17 more hours in this placement...thank the Lord. Tuesday afternoon I ended up at work, in Shelly's office bawling my eyes out and doubting the only life dream I have ever known. Thanks first to a phone call to Daddy and then Kristi Cash White and finally a long sit down and drinks with Shelly I am back on the rise again. I still have small doubts, but I'm sure everyone does when they are in their senior year with real life breathing down their back.


So here we go----19 hours of school, 70 hours of observation, at least 24 hours of work a week, and homework. Its going to be a long semester all about keeping my head above water. And hopefully with no more trips to the clinic....good grief.

I have become one of those bloggers who use to confuse the crap out of me because they never blogged.

Well I mean, Im a college kid...its a busy life, seriously. Here are some highlights (or lowlights depending on how you choose to look at it)...


1. I moved to a smaller apartment, with less cable (seriously, ACU...MTV is inappropriate?), with slower and censored internet....but I like it better because I will never again have to deal with the management at the Grove apartments in Abilene, Texas.

2. Yesterday I finished my last two classes of summer. So in total, I spent my whole summer completing 5 classes. Now that I look back on it, Im kinda glad that I took summer 2 classes, because if I didnt I would have had a whole month off and that would have hardly seemed worth missing PUMP and PSP.

3. I have to take 19 hours next semester to be able to graduate on time. Gotta love it when your academic advisor tells you she "overlooked" four classes for your graduation place and you have to stay all summer and kill yourself in the fall in order to student teach in the spring.

4. I still really want to move to Portland, if all works out---I want to make a trip up there during Spring Break to put in application and get my name out there.

5. I moved three apartments (including my own) in less that a week and a half with mine and one of the other ones back to back days when one day (mine) had heat in the low 100's and the next day (boss' oldest son) had rain coming down....LAME

6. I work a lot. And I like it. A lot.

7. I really need to learn to manage money this next semester. It is getting to be crunch time...and I always do well under pressure.

8. Oh, talking about under pressure. I studied for my finals (that I took yesterday) for probably a combined time of about 4 hours. I locked myself in my boss' apartment because no one was there and I would not be distracted. Got to my first final only to have a girl who never comes to class ask if the test could be open notes. The professor agrees and then proceeds to make copies of the notes for those 5 students that never come to class. Glad I wasted my life on studying for a final that has NOTHING to do with my major.

9. Mamma Mia is absolutely fantastic! I went last night with Shelly and is was sooooooo amazing. I mean, musicals ARE my favorite but it was phenomenal. I cannot wait til it comes out on DVD.

10. I continue to amaze myself with how much I feel I am maturing and it scares me sometimes as I long for my independence.


I mean, I think that is it...the past month has been all about school and work so its not too exciting.