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Aaaah, I can feel it….

I can feel the rush and fuss, the nervousness and anxiety that my classrooms will be filled with tomorrow. I love the start of the semester. I absolutely love taking command of a classroom, allowing my students to be free to be who they are, and giving them the space to explore who they are for a full sixteen weeks. I also love allowing them to see that writing is not scary. I love showing them that they can do it; writing is a part of life, and we do it everyday whether we know it or not. Giving them their words, their truths, and their power through the written word is what thrills me the most. Those moments that they get it…aaaah. I love those moments more than I should.

But that won’t happen tomorrow. Nope. Tomorrow, they will come into the classroom, nervously shifting their notebooks and pens (provided they have them). Checking their phones. Talking with old friends. Checking out new friends. And I will walk in, looking like one of them due to amazing genes. Standing in front of them, I will begin. And there will be syllabus talk, getting to know you talk, and this is what I expect talk. Questions. Any? No? Not yet? Ok, you have time. Get your books. Yes, we are reading Orange is the New Black. Yes, the same as the show. Maybe we can watch some of the show later. We have a lot of time.

But, we don’t have a lot of time. It may feel like it, but before we all know it, it will be week 13 and final paper prep will be in high gear. We will have read a book, watched a documentary on a local war hero gone too soon, and talked about our own choices. We will have learned and grown, lost members for sure, but we will have done it all together. They will have celebrated. complained. discussed, and digested. And then? A month or so after that, I will do it all again with different classes, for another 16 week session. Isn’t that great!?

I don’t get nervous the first day. I have not been nervous one time, and I suppose I could be allowed to be this time around as I am teaching something totally new, in a new way with new materials… But I don’t get nervous. I get excited. For myself. For them. For this wonderful (though underpaid and overworked) opportunity to touch lives and illuminate students to the importance and power of language and writing. I may not make a difference to some of them, but to a few, I could make all the difference in the world. And that is why I walk in with my head held high, making them comfortable while pushing them outside of their comfort zones. Be not afraid. Don’t worry, I’m not.

They’ve got everything they need to succeed. They just need me to show this to them.
And it never feels like work. I’m having far too much fun for it to feel like a job.

truth
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f you do what you love everyday for a living,
You won’t work a day in your life.
Writing and teaching writing are my passions…
And I can’t wait to see how many minds and souls I can open this semester….

Hello!

I am still alive. With three kids, and three part time jobs that add up to a full time job and a half, I have been a little busy. But, it’s November now. So I figured I’d come over and say some things before WordPress kicked me out for not being an active blogger. I present to you, Friday Night Randomness!!

1. Teaching is so busy. So, so, so, busy. It’s nothing I can’t handle, but I have definitely hit my max. It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t go to two campuses, and then two nights a week I teach until 9:30 at night. And that is just too late with three kids, one of which is only 4 months old. (Sidebar: HOW IN THE HELL IS FINOLA 4 MONTHS OLD TOMORROW?! HOW I ask you…). But it’s a lot. I feel like I am always grading, grading, grading…marking, emailing…grading, grading, grading… I love my job. I do. And I am blessed to be able to do what I am passionate about. But this semester has shown me my limits in glaring, bright red Sharpie with white back lighting.. I will never again teach late at night until the baby is older (If I even need to worry about that), and I will not work as many days. It’s too much. And I am blessed beyond measure that my husband is the breadwinner, and I can afford to work part time. I take none of that for granted, and I know I have that privilege. I don’t deny it. I just know my limits now, and that’s always a good thing.

2. The girls are good. Caelan loves the ever–loving shit out of Kindergarten. We got her first report card today, and I was not surprised by any of it. The only thing she needs to work on is rushing through her work to be able to read a book after her work is over. That is exactly what I did in school, and she proves everyday that I am raising myself. It’s creepy sometimes, but I am able to understand her. Ellery is calming down a lot now that school is in swing, and she doesn’t act like a lunatic as much as she did whenever Caelan goes to school and comes home. She says Finola is her best friend, and I believe that with every fiber of my being. Finola is so hilarious. She laughs and screams, giggles and shrieks. She sleeps, eats, poops. She does what she is supposed to do. The only concern we have with her is her neck will cock slightly left most of the time. It’s like one side of her neck isn’t as strong as the other. Her doctor said she could have been at that angle in the womb, and that the problem is correctable with physical therapy if she hasn’t grown out of it by the time she goes to her four month appointment, which is in a week. So, we will see what happens. But she’s a happy little lady, and it’s not anything that is affecting her development. I love my girls; I am so blessed to be their mommy….

3. Speaking of mommy, my little Finola stole all of my calcium… I went to the dentist the other day and found out that I have six cavities. Four of them need filled ASAP; they have to get in there to see the other two and how severe they are. Six. Cavities. I haven’t had six in my entire life, and now I have six in one year. ONE YEAR. That is nonsense. And I have a deep fear of the dentist from a previous traumatic experience, so I am not looking forward to it. I am getting laughing gas; I guess that is supposed to help or something. I am nervous as hell. I have headphones and a playlist in the works…They won’t do them all at one time. So I have an appointment for 5 one day, and 1 the next week. Yippee. Can’t wait for that.. and this is why I cannot have any more babies… what’s next? My bones?!

4. My birthday was last week. I turned 32. That’s..meh. We went and painted pottery which I wanted to do, and we ate at Wendy’s, which is what Ellery wanted to do. I couldn’t care less what we did. Last year on my birthday, I got a layoff notice. So, I didn’t give a shit what we did; Shawn is back at Timken, and things are good. So, birthday schmirthday. Bring it, 32. Let’s rock. (A post on this will be coming later when I have more time to compose).

5. I reorganized my living room today with my husband and kids. I love the way a quick rearrange makes the house feel new and clean. It isn’t new. And it’s not all that spick and span… but it’s ours until whenever…so, rearranging for freshness it is.

6. I am newly addicted to Duck Dynasty. More on that in a future post…

I am running out of steam.

I leave you with these:

r-DUCK-DYNASTY-large570My new favorite family…

JASEThis is for my Sister of the Universe. She knows who she is 😉

It’s summer! Pass the Kleenex!!

Hey friends. I bet you thought I left. Nope. I’ve been mega busy (who, me?) and haven’t had five seconds to really get around here. It’s not neglect if I had good intentions, right? 🙂

Anyway, what I’ve been up to has been a mix of bittersweet, LOVE, motivation, and sheer fun! I have cried more this summer so far than any other, and today’s the first official day! It’s been crazy. What has me interested in purchasing stock in Kleenex? A list…

1. Caelan graduated from her old preschool on June 5. And while I don’t want to get all mushy here and start crying again, just know that the whole experience this year has been bittersweet. She walked into that school building a shy, timid child who felt no control over her surroundings. She didn’t want to stay when it first started, and by June she didn’t want to leave. She had the best teacher I could have ever wanted for her, and she has become a close friend for both Caelan and me. I am so happy we decided to place her there, and I am so excited for her journey in Pre-K next year. I love you, Caelan!!

That’s my little graduate!

2. My sister married her wife in the most tear-filled, romantic, fun wedding I have ever been in. It was a marvelous day, even though Caelan had meltdowns due to being tired and hot. All of their friends and family were there to witness their love. I cried almost the whole time, off and on. I am so proud of her for standing up with her wife, and professing her forever love. And though Ohio doesn’t recognize it as legal (why not!? UGH!), I will stand proudly with them both when it becomes legal and support them, as I do now. Caelan was the flower girl (too cute). I was a bridesmaid (equally cute, as you will see in a minute). It was just a splendid day to celebrate love and all of its glory and splendor. I feel myself tearing up again, so I am going to stop here…

Cutest moment ever!!

The moment that made the entire place break down in sobs.. my sister and my dad….

The ridiculously happy couple…

The cutest couple ever!!

She’s not a diva, no really she’s not … lol

3. My sister in law finally had their baby girl, Zoe Elena! She’s perfect and wonderful. And I know I am totally done having kids because when I hold her, my uterus is juuuuust fine… 🙂

In other news, my summer class is going well. I love teaching and am at my best in the classroom most days.

I can’t believe it is almost July!! What has your summer looked like, kind reader? What’s still on tap for you?

Don’t tell me if you’re going somewhere exotic or international… unless you share pics so I can live vicariously through you…

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