It is hard to believe but school is back in session tomorrow in Fayette County. Ryan and I have been working at our schools for the last couple weeks tyring to get ready (but is this even attainable?). We feel ready but at the same time their is always a bit of nervous tension. Today we had meet the teacher at my elementary school. This is always a fun and interesting day. All my students and parents seemed to arrive at the exact same time so I rushed around the room trying to make the introductions and make sure everyone got what they needed and put their school supplies where they were supposed to go. I then stayed at the school until 6:45 (not really realizing it was that late). I am making a real effort this year to not stay in the building past 5pm. I think it is possible but we'll see. I am somewhat of a workaholic and a semi-perfectionist so sometimes it is just impossible to leave before 5pm.
Overall, it is setting up to be another great year. My school is at a great place and we keep on moving up!!! Now though I need to finish a couple things before I go to bed (at my new bedtime 9:30). I think that in summer Olympic years school shouldn't start until the last gold has been won. I can hardly do anything except watch, but I guess that changes tomorrow.
Showing posts with label school. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Graduate School (Warning, I Am NOT Saying Anything Positive)
Things I know about graduate school...
1. The professors must think I'm dense because they all say the same thing over and over and over and they think I don't get it
2. I have now watched the same video (teaching kids about diversity throught finding their true skin color using Crayola paints) 4 times
3. It would be great if I didn't have to write the same paper twice (okay it was a little different because one was about the school I teach at and one was about the middle school I am placed at right now but it was the same format with the same information)
4. One teacher told us to not use graphic organizers
5. Another teacher has a stack of graphic organizers for us to use on a daily basis (irony??)
6. Have any of these professors taught elementary school in the last 5-10 years? Sometimes I'm not sure if they've ever been in a classroom full of 27 elementary kids
7. The grad. school thinks my undergraduate career was a complete waste (now I agree this is somewhat true however I realized I did learn quite a bit)
8. Paying 1000's of dollars in tuition for classes that are basically teaching the same thing is a complete waste. I could have a great LCD TV in my new house but NO I have grad. school
9. Writing a 10 page paper in one night stinks (No, I did not procrastinate. We didn't get the syllabus until Wed. afternoon, I had to get the information on Thursday from the students, The paper is due on Friday)
10. I have to get 33 credit hours to complete my masters however I have to spend approximately 5 hours each day for 3 weeks in just ONE class? That doesn't even count the 4th week in which I write a research paper.
However, I will put a smile on my face and only complain (after this post) to Gayla for the next 3 weeks!
1. The professors must think I'm dense because they all say the same thing over and over and over and they think I don't get it
2. I have now watched the same video (teaching kids about diversity throught finding their true skin color using Crayola paints) 4 times
3. It would be great if I didn't have to write the same paper twice (okay it was a little different because one was about the school I teach at and one was about the middle school I am placed at right now but it was the same format with the same information)
4. One teacher told us to not use graphic organizers
5. Another teacher has a stack of graphic organizers for us to use on a daily basis (irony??)
6. Have any of these professors taught elementary school in the last 5-10 years? Sometimes I'm not sure if they've ever been in a classroom full of 27 elementary kids
7. The grad. school thinks my undergraduate career was a complete waste (now I agree this is somewhat true however I realized I did learn quite a bit)
8. Paying 1000's of dollars in tuition for classes that are basically teaching the same thing is a complete waste. I could have a great LCD TV in my new house but NO I have grad. school
9. Writing a 10 page paper in one night stinks (No, I did not procrastinate. We didn't get the syllabus until Wed. afternoon, I had to get the information on Thursday from the students, The paper is due on Friday)
10. I have to get 33 credit hours to complete my masters however I have to spend approximately 5 hours each day for 3 weeks in just ONE class? That doesn't even count the 4th week in which I write a research paper.
However, I will put a smile on my face and only complain (after this post) to Gayla for the next 3 weeks!
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Tears
Tears, Tears, and more Tears. This is how I have spent the last two days. When the bell rang at 2:35 on Friday I said to my kids, "Wait, you can't leave. I'm not ready." They had to go though so we parted ways with hugs and promises that they would come and visit. However, that didn't stop the tears.
I started crying on Friday afternoon and the tears have yet to stop. Ryan actually just asked me what I was doing over here and as I was explaining that I was blogging and the waterworks started again. He thinks I'm crazy but he teaches high school. There is no way he can understand.
Back to my year... Though parts of the year were stressful and my kids weren't always angels I had a great year and I believe that my students did too. We learned and laughed together. Fifth grade was arranged differently this year so not only did I get to know my homeroom students but I also got to know the 80 other fifth graders. It is hard to walk away from 105 students. That is probably why I spent Friday afternoon at Southland Pool with about 30 of them and Saturday at a couple ball parks watching games and hanging out. I know I am silly but I LOVE THESE KIDS!
Everyone says that other great groups will come through but I think it is something extra special this year. I can't wait to see what they do with the opportunities placed in front of them. I hope they reach their dreams and then come back and tell me all about it. I guess this means I will have to stay at Clays Mill forever that way they know where to find me!
It is off to bed for me now. It has been not only a physically but also mentally exhausting two days. I am sure that as I drift to sleep tonight more tears will flow. I can't wait till next year but at the same time I don't quite want to let go of this year.
I started crying on Friday afternoon and the tears have yet to stop. Ryan actually just asked me what I was doing over here and as I was explaining that I was blogging and the waterworks started again. He thinks I'm crazy but he teaches high school. There is no way he can understand.
Back to my year... Though parts of the year were stressful and my kids weren't always angels I had a great year and I believe that my students did too. We learned and laughed together. Fifth grade was arranged differently this year so not only did I get to know my homeroom students but I also got to know the 80 other fifth graders. It is hard to walk away from 105 students. That is probably why I spent Friday afternoon at Southland Pool with about 30 of them and Saturday at a couple ball parks watching games and hanging out. I know I am silly but I LOVE THESE KIDS!
Everyone says that other great groups will come through but I think it is something extra special this year. I can't wait to see what they do with the opportunities placed in front of them. I hope they reach their dreams and then come back and tell me all about it. I guess this means I will have to stay at Clays Mill forever that way they know where to find me!
It is off to bed for me now. It has been not only a physically but also mentally exhausting two days. I am sure that as I drift to sleep tonight more tears will flow. I can't wait till next year but at the same time I don't quite want to let go of this year.
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