16Jun

Make no little plans. They have no Magic to stir Men’s blood.

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One thing about my job is that it has made me consider job options out there. I truly love working in a school; there is no doubt about that. There’s something about it that just makes me happy. I love the environment. I don’t see myself ever having that typing 9-5 office job even though sometimes I think I should just settle for it.

While I would love to teach officially (beyond the capacity of the assistant teacher role or Sunday school position) and get a teaching degree (and if I can get a ‘promotion’ at work and teach, I’m all for getting my certification or Master’s in Special Education since that’s what they’ll pay for), I don’t know if it’s the right position for me even though I love being in the classroom. I don’t know if I could teach year after year and not get burned out or bored (then again, you do get summer vacation as well as winter/spring break to help prevent from burn out). Which is partly why for so long I’ve chased the dream of being a school psychologist but I’m wondering now if I truly want to do that (there are other reasons as well). I mean, I do absolutely love teaching now…I just wonder if it’s something I could do when I’m 35…40?

Which left me at a crossroads: I want to work in a school but as what? I’m not musically or artistically gifted by any means so that rules out specializing. I don’t know if I want to be a guidance counselor even though it’s also something I’ve considered for a long time (though still toying with the idea). Speech Pathology leaves me…eh. So what?

So this is my first time working with children with learning disabilities (I work at a nonpublic school for such children). It’s actually opened up the idea of special education for me because it’s made me realize that special education does not just include autism or children with physical disabilities. When I was in school, the students I think of who were in special education were in wheelchairs (or using walking aids) or they were just off (i.e. the girl who came to school every day with Power Rangers and Mary Kate and Ashley Olson coloring books and wore dog tags in her hair). We never had paraeducators in our room because no one as far as I know needed one. In high school, I understood other kids had IEPS even if they were not in special ed- my “ex” in high school used to use a hand held computer (not a laptop but it was some kind of tiny green machine) to write everything down because his handwriting was worse than chicken scratch and I had other friends who had extended time on tests – never really understood why. The ones who in special education classes were always the ones who again, were in wheelchairs and the like. As I have no desire to work with children with physical disabilities (more power to those who can – it’s not something I could do), I never wanted to go into special education.

However if you look at my students at first glance, only 1 out of my 6 students look like they need to be in special education – only because he has a speech impediment and weak muscle tone that does cause him to drool when he speaks. The other 5 unless you watch their behaviors closely you would never know they need to be in special education program. They appear absolutely normal which for me was a shock based on my experience. When you get down to it though, every one of them have learning disabilities. My students are 10 or 11 and I have one who cannot barely read a primer and another with retention issues. It’s not because they’re lazy because they do work so hard, it just doesn’t stick.

I’ve been exposed in the past month to a lot of reading and writing programs as well as had to figure out how to teach math when I suck at it myself. The reading however fascinates me – all the tools that are available to teach a student how to read from Read Naturally to computer programs and the like. I want to know more. I want to figure out how to teach reading skills to students. I want to be a reading specialist – never thought I’d say that because I’ve seen information on such graduate programs and scorned it – who would want to teach reading, I wondered? What’s so hard about reading, I pondered, that someone needs to be a specialist? I was wrong … because there is a need and I really think it’s something I could do and truly enjoy.

Both Towson and Maryland offer programs so it’s something else for me to consider in the upcoming months if this is a path I’m going to pursue.

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10Jun

She is buried in the music that spills her life story and in that she is happy

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My face and neck (and lets not mention my ears) are sunburned and I did deal with a whiny child for most of the day but besides that, it’s been a good day. We went to Six Flags as the end of the year trip for the students and I got assigned to go with 3 students who wanted to ride the “extreme” rides. Well…it didn’t turn out as planned. One didn’t realize what extreme meant until he saw the rides and freaked the fuck out and the other two I think liked talking more about the rides and didn’t realize what was involved! I did get the child who was freaking out on one roller coaster…and then felt guilty as hell when he burst into tears and told me he wanted the ride to stop because he didn’t feel well and couldn’t breathe! Good one, Hillary! However when we got off, he goes…that was kind of fun! He whined the whole time but he is also the class hypochondriac so I guess that was to be expected! The water park went over much better with them and I ended up swimming in the wave pool in my clothes (a little t-shirt and shorts) – good times! I actually had a good time to my surprise with the 3 of them. My favorite line, after taking one of them on the Twister (a huge water slide) with 2 of the seniors: “That was fun but my butt crack hurts now!” TMI kid. TMI.

Tomorrow begins my series of half days at work from now until next Wednesday! I work from 8-12:30. Sweet. Actually I took off Monday for Mommy’s court case for her divorce so I work Tuesday and Wednesday next week (and potentially Friday to help reorganize the classroom for July) but otherwise I’m free for 2 weeks!

So I’m curious: how many of you like having your picture taken? If so, do you like how your picture comes out? Do you think you’re photogenic?

I ask this as tonight I sat there and looked through Lelia and Adam’s wedding pictures and cringed every time I saw a picture of myself (with the exception of one or two that I liked). I love being in pictures but I hate often times how I come out in pictures. I don’t know if it was my hair that day (the humidity went to town on my hair and left a wreck!), the dress (not so crazy about the bridesmaid dress once I saw myself in it in the photos), or just me not being photogenic at all, but I felt horrible looking at myself in those pictures. But then Jon sent me two pics that were taken of us at Natalie’s wedding and I love them! I look actually cute! One thing is for sure, I do need to lose weight :/

However it made me smile looking at some of Lelia’s pictures of me even though I wasn’t happy with how I looked. My nose is a bit ethnic and steretypical, I will admit to that. It’s more apparent when you see a side photo of me…but as I looked at a side profile pic of me, all I could think was hey, I got Bubby’s nose from the side! Yay!

My other question for you that popped in my head today as I got my eyebrows waxed after work…is what we do for beauty an inherited trait? If so, what have you picked up from your family?

I get my eyebrows done…and have been doing so since I was 13 and my cousin (who’s the same age) and I were with our moms as they got their nails done wanted to try getting her eyebrows waxed and she convinced me to do it. Ever since, I get my eyebrows waxed about every two weeks. However, I like everyone else in my family, adore manicures and pedicures and I do admit I get manicures on a regular basis. Since I was very little, I would go with my mom (and sometimes my aunt who would bring my cousin) and watch her get her nails done. I’ve never seen my mother’s nails unpainted and not done. Same with my aunt. And now for as long as I can remember, I’ve rarely seen my own nails unpainted.

Oddly enough, my whole family is like this. We do all actually go to the same place in Rockville and have been going there forever (at least 10 years – maybe a bit more – ever since this place opened!). My grandmother until her last days had to have her nails done – she couldn’t speak but would get pissed as hell if her nails were unpainted and she did not look up to par! From what I know, my grandfather when he was alive, also was like this – according to my mother, even when she was a child in Poland, he would have someone come to their apartment and do his nails and shave him! Had he been alive today, he’d be the type to get manicures and pedicures. It’s funny to me to think what habits we pick up from our families and carry into our own lives.

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08Jun

Calling whine one one!

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I’m exhausted. I worked all day and then hung out with Jake (i.e. babysat) until about 9…seriously going to be so glad for break next week!

I’m not sure how much of a coherent entry I can make because all I can think about is crawling into bed but I had some random thoughts that I kept making mental notes to myself to save to expand on in an entry but I figure I might as well just make an entry of my thoughts today…

-I don’t understand sometimes how my students cannot add basic numbers when they are given a) a number line b) a calculator c) an addition chart and d) they have 10 fingers! Seriously it amazes me that 5+2 can go over their head but ask them anything about anything else not related to school (i.e. Rey Mysterio, dogs, Naruto, Spawn, girls, Las Vegas, Washington Redskins, celebrities, how to run your life, etc) and they could tell you from A-Z.
-Do students really not realize how obvious they are when they’re faking illness to get out of work?
-Rey Mysterio fails at life. Your signature move should also not be named after the San Diego area code.
-I’m not very sympathetic to tantrums. I’ve also no sympathy for teachers who cater to tantrums and then wonder why their student repeats their behavior. Well duh you gave into them and let them escape doing their work!
-I’m apparently a horrible person according to my students because I make them do work! Oh Em Gee. Call the cops. Better yet, call a whambulance because otherwise I don’t want to hear it!
-Six Flags on Thursday should be interesting as I have 3 students in my group that I’m in charge of and they’re quite awesome … I just hope it’s going to be a good day!
-Either way it doesn’t matter because I’m not working with Jake on Thursday night and Friday is a half day with potential happy hour at night with people from work!
-Just because I’ve only been working for a month does not mean I cannot be excited for a 2 week vacation! I’m damn well going to be excited and I’m going to enjoy the 2 weeks of being a bum!
-Starbucks guy should not be offended at what I say to him! He told me he wanted to help me pick out food and tell me about each item and I responded, do you not think I can read? How was I supposed to know he wanted to tell me about his taste palette? Furthermore, do you think I really want to hear about your taste palette? No it was not a low blow, you just annoyed me! You also annoyed me by not finding me a wrap so therefore you fail.
-Best news in the mail today! I got my contract in the mail for the fall for the synagogue and after 2 years of working there, I got a raise! It’s about time! And apparently I’m working both sessions so I cannot complain!
-I do not appreciate being felt up by an 11 year old or being asked if I’m pregnant! But it’s hysterical because he doesn’t realize how obvious he’s being when he tries to cop a feel so it’s hard to keep a straight face in reprimanding! Am I a horrible person?
-In listening to Eyal Golan’s song, Jungle…I can’t help but wonder if he really thinks Africa is one huge jungle?
-I wonder why at any Jewish wedding I’ve been to (with the exception of Lelia’s), I always hear the song Balbelli Oto (Confuse Him) by Kobi Peretz. While I adore the song, I wonder why a song called Confuse Him being played at a wedding? Should all confusion be done with?
-Glee=<3. Enough said.

Odd thing I realized today thanks to Dana and I’m quite amused to know this…my birthday is September 2nd. This year it is:

9/02/10.

It took me a second and if it’s taking you a second, it’s 90210 – like the tv show (which I used to love as a kid!). Knowing this makes me smile because my birthdate is awesome as it was and this just made it 9232958958x cooler.

Dear Michael Leighton

I was a bit doubtful that you would start in goal tomorrow but I’m glad that Laviolette chose you to start in goal. I just hope you and the rest of the Flyers can pull this off tomorrow and force a game seven! I will be rooting for you! Please please please don’t fail.

Love,

Me

And with that, g’night!

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02Jun

On Growing Up

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It’s been interesting trying to own my own domain. I know next to nothing about owning a site but here I am trying to figure it out. I still can’t find a layout I can stick to (which is odd when I’ve had the same LJ layout forever and a day and no desire to change it!) and I’m still struggling to figure out how plug-ins work for WordPress when I’m so used to having everything handed to me when it comes to LJ. For example, I like on LJ that if people comment, I can respond back to them individually and they get an email (if they have that enabled) if I reply back to them. Today I explored the world of the @reply plugin and trying to install a reply link…only to discover that I still can’t have my response show up underneath an individual’s comment but rather I still have my responses to comments clumped together and that if I want to have it as I want it, I could switch to a different commenting system. I’m not sure how I feel about that! I guess this is part of growing up and discovering what it’s like to own a blog on my own domain.

Speaking of growing up…

So today at work, during my math rotation, I had my students write in their journal. Why they do this during math is beyond my comprehension when I have a spelling/writing/reading rotation with my students but this is the mastermind of the teacher I work with to have them do this during math so who am I to argue – besides it’s only for another week but that’s a different story all together. Anywho, so I assigned them today to write 5 sentences (despite my students being in 4th/5th grade, they are also LD so writing 5 sentences can be a big deal for them) answering the question: if they could travel anywhere in the world, where would they go and what would they do? One of my student’s answers: Las Vegas…so he can see hot girls in bikinis (said with a wink wink nudge nudge!)! He apparently has been watching too much the movie: The Hangover!

His comment led me to think about my own childhood and mine (or my friends as far as I know) was anything like that. I mean I had my crushes – at 10 years old, I had just started 5th grade at a new school and was trying to figure how to make new friends. I had no clothes style whatsoever and I had not met my best friend, the straightening iron! While I could watch what I want for the most part (I used to watch Melrose Place, Party of Five and 90210 with my mom!); my mom was also strict in her own way (I could not watch The Simpsons or Married with Children…go figure!). I can honestly say I never had a boyfriend in elementary school nor was I that sad that I never did beyond having my crushes on guys (or well one guy). I also never had celebrity crushes until late in middle school – ahhh Nick Lachey, JC Chasez and Joshua Jackson <3

I wonder though how my life would have been different though if I were 10 years old now in 2010 rather than being 10 in 1995? I wonder how much does technology play a role? At 10, I was excited to play Oregon Trail at school! When I needed to look something up, I used Encarta! I wonder though if I had grown up now with access to the Internet and being able to find pictures whenever I wanted of hot guys or be much more knowledgeable about sex, would I have this same outlook like this student and be boy crazy? When I think back to being 10, I felt like I was 10…being 10 though in 2010, do these children really actually get to be 10 rather than acting older than they are?

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