I have two more days of student teaching. T told Mr. Willoughby that he should have had a party when I came because now that we're having parties because I'm leaving, it doesn't make sense. And Mr. Willoughby told him that that was true, but they didn't know how good I was going to be. And Ch said that that was true and that the kids didn't like me at first but now they love me and will miss me. J and Ca told me he'd cry. I wish they were my students because I love them a lot, but I am trusting that wherever I end up, I will like my students and they will like me.
I am sitting in an empty room. Today would be something of what we might call a success. Today my teacher was gone all day. Of course, we had a sub but I did it all day, by myself. And my kids were great. Granted, one did get kicked out due to stupidity, but kids that I thought would go crazy were superstars for me today. I love the relationships that I have been able to build with my students over the past year. God blessed me so greatly with the students I had in my classroom. I have learned so much about praying for my students this semester. And I have had my heart broken and broken for them. When I look at my kids, I see such potential and such greatness. Some kids haven't tapped into that yet, and some kids never will, but I hope that somehow I can love them to their potential. I am not a savior, but I do have the precious opportunity to show a Savior daily who desperately loves these children. So many of them have been labled as "bad kids" or "beyond hope" or "no longer worth effort". It is my sincerest prayer to always be an enabler of my students. It is my sincerest prayer that my classroom will be one of safety and of peace. It is my sincerest prayer that my students learn not only to be better readers and writers and thinkers, but that they learn that they are valuable people.
And now that I am so in love with teaching, I am afraid that I won't even get a job. And I am also afraid that I won't have a group of students nearly so delightful.
[disclaimer: Just because my students are "delightful" does not mean that I don't have kids that aren't difficult.]
currently listening to (and loving): silence currently wearing: my bright blue shoes that match my bright blue shirt and my red sweater. (i am wearing pants.) currently feeling: cold, silly AC
Today in church Tim asked us to close our eyes and reflect. As I was praying, I thought, "I am not ready to leave all this." I was saddened at the thought of leaving Greensboro and the church that I've gone to for 4 years. But another thought struck me and I realized that God knows what I am ready for. He knows whether or not I need to move on from this town, or whether or not I will be back in Greensboro in August. I need to trust.
I'm thinking of ways to put off grading tests on my spring break. Thus I am here on theblogspot.com. I think that when I grow up and get a real job, in like three months, I would like to sponsor a child. I was just on the WorldVision website looking at pictures of children and just look at their faces was heartbreaking. I can sponsor a little girl and for years and years I will watch her grow up and when she goes to school, we will write letters and be friends.
I think that that would be a very good use of my new to-be paycheck. I cannot wait to be a blessing with my money.
currently wishing: for the warm weather that will be here tomorrow currently listening to: Jose Gonzales, because he has a beard and a beautiful voice currently trusting for: God to work out this summer job currently about to eat: pizza, and lots of it futuristically about to grade: only about 35 more tests since I got the big class done with
When I watched the clip earlier today, I was really shocked. Maybe I shouldn't have been so surprised that college students reacted so disrespectfully to someone who was invited to their campus to speak, but I was. The behavior was coming from a group of people who pride themselves on their tolerance toward everyone. Well, UNC protesters, you not only did not merely tolerate former congressman Tancredo, you did not even listen to what he had to say. At the beginning of the protest, they were yelling, "No space for hate" but their actions, to me, said otherwise.
I recognize that both Conservatives and Liberals have people within their parties that act rashly, but I think that this is pushing the line.
Graduation is eminent. I am wayyyy excited. I have two more weeks of student teaching. The good news about that is that I am done with my full teach, so the last two weeks will be spent observing other teachers, stealing as many instructional tools as possible, and saying goodbye. I think I am ready. But for now, I will continue to enjoy spring break. I have been very productive today, I would like to say.
I had planned to lie on the couch and continue with being sick, but time waits for no [wo]man.
We've gotten out of our lease early, so we'll be moving out by the end of May. I will have to say goodbye to my favorite city because I am moving back home for the summer. Or maybe for longer... If all goes well, I will begin nannying on May 4th in Raleigh. So these next two weeks will be spent soaking up as much Greensboro as possible. And we'll see where God puts me in August. Maybe back in Greensboro, maybe in Raleigh, maybe somewhere entirely new. For now my prayer is that God will put me where I'm supposed to be. I will also pray that I get a cup of coffee with everyone who's very important before I go.
and I'd like also to put this on your radar: Tax Day Tea Party [April 15th 2009] because I believe that contrary to popular belief, spending more money doesn't get people out of debt.
Here I am, sick in bed. I've been in bed since Friday. I guess the stresses of the semester have finally caught up with me. I've been using my time to research jobs. I am so ready for the day when I have a job. I am so ready to teach. People keep suggesting other jobs for me, but I know that God has put in my heart for me to be a teacher on purpose. And I know that I am supposed to work with high schoolers. I will not apply for an 8th grade job.
I hate that I all know is hanging in the balance. But on a different note, I am sincerely looking forward to all that is to come. I guess we could say that I am content.
My heart breaks daily for students who have no vision for their lives and who cannot see how cherished and valuable they are. I hope that I can somehow restore truth and hope and show students daily that they are so precious.