I am sitting on my chaise lounge, next to the fire, writing this blog. Drooly cat has just figured out my location via some advanced form of cat ESP, and my Christmas cards are done. Well, to clarify, they are being done somewhere, far away, but the point is I actually got the order done this year!
I wane between a Type A and a Type B...is there a type C? Answer thanks to Google: There is indeed, and actually a D too, but neither are me. Since you asked, C's are detail oriented and not assertive. D's are plain depressed all the time. Seriously, it looks like whomever made up that personality scale was definitely going off a report card. Looking back, who made the A's? People stressed, competitive, and/or geeks who liked school (before you chastise me for that, know that was me). B's are less competitive, but still achievers. They can be major procrastinators. (That's me now. I no longer care about the A. I just want it done...typically at 11:58 pm PST.) Who was that in school? The kids bright AND social. A good mix., So mark me a B+.
What does this have to do with break?
I am happy...
ecstatic....
over the moon thrilled that I never made it in to my classroom over the last 4 days.
To be honest...I was there once...for 20 minutes to feed the fish...and then I left and I was joyful!
Only because I was mindful and gave all of the break to me....(and my daughter). I believe it's partially due to that Type B personality. I felt no need to run in and do things I am sure do not matter to the kiddos. They need good teaching and materials with fun thrown in. I own this.
Instead,
I:
Enjoyed an AWESOME Thanksgiving with my sister and parents. I love to laugh until I cry and it always happens when we gather for a family meal (Watch out for the cardboard, Christine! Megan, are you really staring at yourself in the mirror while talking to me? Mom, did you really say that? One more rendition of Jessie's girl please!)
Ate all the leftovers, twice, the next day. I would have eaten them 4 days in a row if I had more. I could live on Spinach Rice Casserole, rolls, and gravy.
Cleaned and organized Sierra's room removing one full bag of non-essentials (I told her it was trash). It made her, and I, both happier. She played in that room, actually finding things, for the next three days.
Took Si out for black Friday at noon (which in our town, means going to the store) followed up by her favorite place in the whole world, Carl's Jr. (Note to McDonalds: removing your playground was not a good idea. CJ gets all the kids now.)
Wrote 3 times on my blog, 3 times!! That's more than I've managed in the last 3 months.
Ordered online for black Friday, scoring things I really wanted, without leaving the couch.
Dressed Si up to see Santa and visited him, free of charge, leaving with a killer picture that adorns my Christmas card (no long line and saved $50 this year!)
I cleaned out Sierra's collection of clothes and shoes that rival Barbie's. Letting things go that we didn't need.
Hung up our own Christmas lights and brought in the tree.
And let's not leave out one of the best things this break....a daughter sleeping in her own bed! I'm excited to get real sleep, even if I am freezing as she took my electric blanket...I better get online. Maybe Cyber Monday has a sale on them...
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Thursday, November 26, 2015
What Are You Thankful For?
In the past I did one of those challenges where I posted something I was thankful for each day in November. I didn't do it this year, feeling some pressure from those who think it is annoying. However, I cannot over emphasize the need for mindfulness...the ability to step back and think about what is happening.
On my wall hangs canvas art that states, "Life doesn't have to be perfect to be wonderful..."
And that is so true. If you wait for life to be perfect to be wonderful, I'm pretty sure you will be waiting a very, very long time.
Many times we can get focused on the negative so much so that we miss the obvious day to day joys in life like:
*the giggle when my daughter is having immense fun
*the purring cat who thinks I'm the bomb
*the niece who actually thinks I'm cool enough to be around
*the beauty of a star filled sky on a crisp night, a orange moon rising, a beautiful sunset
*the feeling of the sand under your feet at the beach
*the joy you feel when you haven't ran out of money mid-month
* a student telling you they love you
*talking to a friend and laughing uncontrollably
*the feeling of a warm fire
*helping others
*baby chickens
Cherish the little things...its better that way...
On my wall hangs canvas art that states, "Life doesn't have to be perfect to be wonderful..."
And that is so true. If you wait for life to be perfect to be wonderful, I'm pretty sure you will be waiting a very, very long time.
Many times we can get focused on the negative so much so that we miss the obvious day to day joys in life like:
*the giggle when my daughter is having immense fun
*the purring cat who thinks I'm the bomb
*the niece who actually thinks I'm cool enough to be around
*the beauty of a star filled sky on a crisp night, a orange moon rising, a beautiful sunset
*the feeling of the sand under your feet at the beach
*the joy you feel when you haven't ran out of money mid-month
* a student telling you they love you
*talking to a friend and laughing uncontrollably
*the feeling of a warm fire
*helping others
*baby chickens
Cherish the little things...its better that way...
How Do You Know if You Make a Difference?
I write, A LOT, in my head...I just don't always have time to write it down, or in today's way, blog it.
I have had so many inspirational moments this last week that shout out, "Pick me! Pick me!" for which I truly plan to enact, only to be won over by sleep. Which, by the way, is not going well according to FitBit. I swore last night was a little better amount of sleep...than the night before but FitBit yet again proved me wrong, citing that I was only truly asleep for 4 hours with 17 restless cycles. Seriously?? Seriously??? I really need better sleep, but I digress...
I had a parent share a post to my Facebook that made my day. It showed, in a real, concrete way, that I do make a difference in my students lives.
We like to think we make a difference, we hope, sometimes we even pray, but we don't always know the end result. Feedback is not just for students, but imperative for teachers too. Although this example should have you chuckling...I do teach kindergarten. :)
Sorry for the sideways video...I attempted...many ways...to get it into an editing program to no avail. I seriously need a computer tutor. Apply within :)
I have had so many inspirational moments this last week that shout out, "Pick me! Pick me!" for which I truly plan to enact, only to be won over by sleep. Which, by the way, is not going well according to FitBit. I swore last night was a little better amount of sleep...than the night before but FitBit yet again proved me wrong, citing that I was only truly asleep for 4 hours with 17 restless cycles. Seriously?? Seriously??? I really need better sleep, but I digress...
I had a parent share a post to my Facebook that made my day. It showed, in a real, concrete way, that I do make a difference in my students lives.
We like to think we make a difference, we hope, sometimes we even pray, but we don't always know the end result. Feedback is not just for students, but imperative for teachers too. Although this example should have you chuckling...I do teach kindergarten. :)
Sorry for the sideways video...I attempted...many ways...to get it into an editing program to no avail. I seriously need a computer tutor. Apply within :)
Sunday, October 18, 2015
Stepping Out of My Comfort Zone
My principal is always talking about moving the cheese. Maybe you are familiar with the story? I'm more in the party of the "I moved your cheese."
It's all about change and the inability, or refusal, of some to accept it.
I'll admit, change is hard. I'd love to move somewhere warmer, but you don't see me packing my bag...yet.
Yet, I am more than willing to shuffle my cheese for the students. It's something we do (or should do) on a daily basis. Try X, reframe, change it, try again for a better result.
I was thinking of my upcoming K kiddos when I realized I was really missing last years class, you know, the ones already trained?
For those of you unfamiliar in the newly discovered dwarf planet, it's called kindergarten, and it indeed exists. It's the only place where you experience the inexperience of kiddos first hand as you attempt to teach them how to drink water from a fountain, how to use the bathroom with the door closed, and how to help them understand you truly do see them digging for gold even if their hand is in front of their nose.
Then it hit me...how about a video for my students showing some major fundamentals in my class. A video that could be referred to over and over if need be.
It was hard, seeing my face on the video, getting past the, "I'm an utter dork" phase to see the point and purpose. It's not how I look that matters, it's getting across the important parts of classroom survival.
I uploaded the video Friday night and got many positive comments.
Even though half the folders were still missing from the cubbies, I didn't think about the video this morning. But later, when I asked if anyone saw it, about 50% of the class raised their hand.
As the day came to a close I stood there, feeling successful. After a hard first 3 days of wrangling kittens, during which I questioned my ability to manage, teach, or otherwise be in the same room as kinders, I felt calm...eerily calm for the 4th day of K.
I moved the cheese and it felt great.
It's all about change and the inability, or refusal, of some to accept it.
I'll admit, change is hard. I'd love to move somewhere warmer, but you don't see me packing my bag...yet.
Yet, I am more than willing to shuffle my cheese for the students. It's something we do (or should do) on a daily basis. Try X, reframe, change it, try again for a better result.
I was thinking of my upcoming K kiddos when I realized I was really missing last years class, you know, the ones already trained?
For those of you unfamiliar in the newly discovered dwarf planet, it's called kindergarten, and it indeed exists. It's the only place where you experience the inexperience of kiddos first hand as you attempt to teach them how to drink water from a fountain, how to use the bathroom with the door closed, and how to help them understand you truly do see them digging for gold even if their hand is in front of their nose.
Then it hit me...how about a video for my students showing some major fundamentals in my class. A video that could be referred to over and over if need be.
It was hard, seeing my face on the video, getting past the, "I'm an utter dork" phase to see the point and purpose. It's not how I look that matters, it's getting across the important parts of classroom survival.
I uploaded the video Friday night and got many positive comments.
Even though half the folders were still missing from the cubbies, I didn't think about the video this morning. But later, when I asked if anyone saw it, about 50% of the class raised their hand.
As the day came to a close I stood there, feeling successful. After a hard first 3 days of wrangling kittens, during which I questioned my ability to manage, teach, or otherwise be in the same room as kinders, I felt calm...eerily calm for the 4th day of K.
I moved the cheese and it felt great.
Wednesday, September 9, 2015
It happened...I'm in Love
I didn't plan it.
On the contrary, I was definitely against it.
I stood firmly on the edge and vowed not to falter.
It wasn't going to happen to me. Not this year. Not today.
See, I was already in love...in love with summer, all things warm, all things beautiful, and happy, and unscheduled.
So when I showed up to my classroom today, after over a week of working from 10 am to 10 pm on class set up, to meet my first new student during our orientation conference, I was not expecting much.
In all honesty, my mind was racing with thoughts of what was to come...images of children running amok, short staffing, minimal help, and most likely a kid lost on a bus...(it happens).
And then in she came...short, very short...dark brown hair, a single pony tail, little almond shaped eyes, with a smile that spread from ear to ear. She was beyond excited to come in, and I, all serious and dedicated to my infinite love of summer, fell into a puddle at her feet.
She was why I became a teacher. She was the reason I come back each year after surviving the first 6 weeks of kids using the bathroom with the door open, eating their nasal discharge, and running amok, all the while speaking the constant threat of turning into a Starbucks barista.
She is the reason Starbucks is still hiring, because there is no better feeling than that of a student eager to learn, whose eyes are filled with wonder and promise, and whose lips carry nothing but kindness and sweetness.
Thank you, little C, for reminding me of what I forgot...
On the contrary, I was definitely against it.
I stood firmly on the edge and vowed not to falter.
It wasn't going to happen to me. Not this year. Not today.
See, I was already in love...in love with summer, all things warm, all things beautiful, and happy, and unscheduled.
So when I showed up to my classroom today, after over a week of working from 10 am to 10 pm on class set up, to meet my first new student during our orientation conference, I was not expecting much.
In all honesty, my mind was racing with thoughts of what was to come...images of children running amok, short staffing, minimal help, and most likely a kid lost on a bus...(it happens).
And then in she came...short, very short...dark brown hair, a single pony tail, little almond shaped eyes, with a smile that spread from ear to ear. She was beyond excited to come in, and I, all serious and dedicated to my infinite love of summer, fell into a puddle at her feet.
She was why I became a teacher. She was the reason I come back each year after surviving the first 6 weeks of kids using the bathroom with the door open, eating their nasal discharge, and running amok, all the while speaking the constant threat of turning into a Starbucks barista.
She is the reason Starbucks is still hiring, because there is no better feeling than that of a student eager to learn, whose eyes are filled with wonder and promise, and whose lips carry nothing but kindness and sweetness.
Thank you, little C, for reminding me of what I forgot...
Sunday, August 30, 2015
Making My Way in K: It's the LAST Day, Please Help My Fantastic Friend...
Making My Way in K: It's the LAST Day, Please Help My Fantastic Friend...: Hey all, I've never done Donors Choose before, but I jumped in! I am attempting to get 3 Nexus Tablets for my kiddos to use in our cla...
It's the LAST Day, Please Help My Fantastic Friends!!
Hey all,
I've never done Donors Choose before, but I jumped in! I am attempting to get 3 Nexus Tablets for my kiddos to use in our class.
When I signed up, I didn't know it, but it's DOUBLE DONATION week. That means if you give $10, the Gates Foundation gives $10, so it's like you get 50% off!! (But you get nothing but the good feeling of helping others.)
Helping adorable little kiddos like this:
This kiddos come in eager to learn and are so deserving of the best. However, I'm not in a place where I can buy things I would like to give them.
So here is where I beg, plead, and offer friendship in exchange for money. Who said money can't buy admiration?
Can you help?
10 people at $100 would cover it, 20 people at $50 would too, but if they give TODAY, the LAST day, did I mention LAST?? 10 people giving $50 would cover it because you can tell Bill Gates to Pay the REST!! Wouldn't that feel good?
Here's the project:
Fantastic Friends Need Technology!
To have your donation matched, enter the promo code SPARK on the payment screen. This offer is good through August 30.
My students and I would be so grateful for your support!
Sincerely,
The Fantastic Ms. Foley
I've never done Donors Choose before, but I jumped in! I am attempting to get 3 Nexus Tablets for my kiddos to use in our class.
When I signed up, I didn't know it, but it's DOUBLE DONATION week. That means if you give $10, the Gates Foundation gives $10, so it's like you get 50% off!! (But you get nothing but the good feeling of helping others.)
Helping adorable little kiddos like this:
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| Notice most kids not looking? This happens when you ask the janitor to take the picture. Ha Ha. |
So here is where I beg, plead, and offer friendship in exchange for money. Who said money can't buy admiration?
Can you help?
10 people at $100 would cover it, 20 people at $50 would too, but if they give TODAY, the LAST day, did I mention LAST?? 10 people giving $50 would cover it because you can tell Bill Gates to Pay the REST!! Wouldn't that feel good?
Here's the project:
Fantastic Friends Need Technology!
To have your donation matched, enter the promo code SPARK on the payment screen. This offer is good through August 30.
My students and I would be so grateful for your support!
Sincerely,
The Fantastic Ms. Foley
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