Gee! I sure love my job!
Can you sense the sarcasm in my voice? Ok, in all honesty, it is not that I don't like my job...it is that I don't like my job this week. The children are bonkers. It is very sad. Lately I do not feel like a teacher. Drill sergeant is probably a better description. I feel like all I do all day is yell. "Sit there!" "Don't sit there!" "Stop that!" "Do as I say!" Ahhhhhhhhh! Some of the problems these children want me to solve for them...well, here is the classic example...
"Miss Heather, I told Sean that I could make a sound like a mongoose and he told me that's not what a mongoose sounded like so I kicked his ball and then he pinched me!"
Excuse me, what? A mongoose! You had a fight about the noises that a mongoose produces! Do you even know what a mongoose is? Do I even know what a mongoose is? Do I even care?
However, this little incident pales in comparison to the darling little child who thought it would be funny to poop...yes...poop on the floor of the boys' bathroom. So, I am truly at a loss. Am I really making a positive impression on these children's lives? Am I a good teacher? Is this really the career for me? This week really has made me take a good, hard look at some of the things I thought I have always wanted, but in the end, I am always happy to be a teacher because all it takes is that one kid to say something that makes it all worth it. It was just after I had finished yelling to the class that they needed to sit down, close their lips and not move because they were on my last nerve and I was sick of it when Gary walked over to my desk and said..."You're having a bad day Miss Heather and I am sorry." And I said, "You know what Gary, you're right. I am having a really bad day, but I am still glad to be your teacher."
7.18.2002
6.15.2002
6.10.2002
6.09.2002
How many sets of eyes does your mom have?
I just started working for a summer program for school age kids and throughout the summer I will be entertaining you all with the many exciting, interesting, cute, and funny conversations I have with the kids at my center. So, sit back, relax, and prepare to be amazed with story number one!
Jessica: Excuse me, Miss Heather, are you a mom?
me: No, I am not a mom yet. Do I look like a mom?
Jessica: No.
me:Well, how do you know what a mom looks like?
Jessica: I know you are not a mom because you don't have eyes in the back of your head. My mom does! I've seen 'em!
Kids! I love them!
I just started working for a summer program for school age kids and throughout the summer I will be entertaining you all with the many exciting, interesting, cute, and funny conversations I have with the kids at my center. So, sit back, relax, and prepare to be amazed with story number one!
Jessica: Excuse me, Miss Heather, are you a mom?
me: No, I am not a mom yet. Do I look like a mom?
Jessica: No.
me:Well, how do you know what a mom looks like?
Jessica: I know you are not a mom because you don't have eyes in the back of your head. My mom does! I've seen 'em!
Kids! I love them!
6.03.2002
What is going on here?
I have had some time to deal with the fact that on Sunday night, my Sacramento Kings lost to the Lakers in game seven of the playoffs. It was a sad, sad end to the exciting series but worth the extra time I got to spend with Grant. But I was so sure that it was in the bag! My Kings were going to win.
Which brings me to my next point...my Kings? What is that about? To be honest, I am not really a fan of the Sacramento area as a whole and yet, I love the Sacramento Kings. Strange. This newly discovered love has been doing some weird things to me and created a person that I have never met before. The only time I have ever been interested in basketball was in 5th and 6th grade when I played forward and scored a whopping zero points total both years I played. Now, it is my favorite sport.
I find myself saying strange things like: "Webber seems a little off his game today," or "Geez! Divac's in foul trouble again!" or joining in while a crowd chants, "Bibby Baby! Bibby Baby! Bibby Baby!" Why am I doing this? Furthermore, I seem to suffer from the disease that makes one think that the people inside the TV can hear you if you shout directions at them loud enough. I don't get it.
Similarly, I now hate the Lakers! I have never cared about the Lakers in my life, but now the thought of Shaq making all those free-throws despite his reputation makes me cringe. And I dont think I can ever enjoy the sweet, sweet goodness of Nutella hazelnut spread ever again because, well, see for yourself!
I am at a loss. Why I now love the game of basketball, refer to the Kings as "my" team, know all the players by name and shout orders at a screen that can't talk back is beyond me. Perhaps I feel the need to belong to something. Perhaps it is a strange phenomenon that occurs when you live in a city with its own sports team for too long. Perhaps it is none of these. Who knows the answer. Well, until I find it...GO NETS!!
I have had some time to deal with the fact that on Sunday night, my Sacramento Kings lost to the Lakers in game seven of the playoffs. It was a sad, sad end to the exciting series but worth the extra time I got to spend with Grant. But I was so sure that it was in the bag! My Kings were going to win.
Which brings me to my next point...my Kings? What is that about? To be honest, I am not really a fan of the Sacramento area as a whole and yet, I love the Sacramento Kings. Strange. This newly discovered love has been doing some weird things to me and created a person that I have never met before. The only time I have ever been interested in basketball was in 5th and 6th grade when I played forward and scored a whopping zero points total both years I played. Now, it is my favorite sport.
I find myself saying strange things like: "Webber seems a little off his game today," or "Geez! Divac's in foul trouble again!" or joining in while a crowd chants, "Bibby Baby! Bibby Baby! Bibby Baby!" Why am I doing this? Furthermore, I seem to suffer from the disease that makes one think that the people inside the TV can hear you if you shout directions at them loud enough. I don't get it.
Similarly, I now hate the Lakers! I have never cared about the Lakers in my life, but now the thought of Shaq making all those free-throws despite his reputation makes me cringe. And I dont think I can ever enjoy the sweet, sweet goodness of Nutella hazelnut spread ever again because, well, see for yourself!
I am at a loss. Why I now love the game of basketball, refer to the Kings as "my" team, know all the players by name and shout orders at a screen that can't talk back is beyond me. Perhaps I feel the need to belong to something. Perhaps it is a strange phenomenon that occurs when you live in a city with its own sports team for too long. Perhaps it is none of these. Who knows the answer. Well, until I find it...GO NETS!!
6.02.2002
5.19.2002
Movie Quotes
1. -"If he gets up, we'll all get up! It will be Anarchy!"
2.-"p b and j with the crust cut off. Well Brian, this is a very nutritious lunch, all the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?"
-"uh no, Mr. Johnson"
Can you guess what movie these are from...can you? If you guessed Breakfast Club, you get a gold star. Right now, this fantastic film is effectively distracting me from the paper I am writing.
1. -"If he gets up, we'll all get up! It will be Anarchy!"
2.-"p b and j with the crust cut off. Well Brian, this is a very nutritious lunch, all the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?"
-"uh no, Mr. Johnson"
Can you guess what movie these are from...can you? If you guessed Breakfast Club, you get a gold star. Right now, this fantastic film is effectively distracting me from the paper I am writing.
5.06.2002
Done!
I made a website for my Cross-cultural child development class! Don't check it out! It's really boring!
I made a website for my Cross-cultural child development class! Don't check it out! It's really boring!
4.16.2002
4.09.2002
...and in the distance, the melodic tune to "Pomp and Circumstance" could be heard.
Do you know what I did today? I picked up an application to graduate. GRADUATE! Perhaps you don't feel the same excitement as I do. In fact, I am sure you don't, but for me, this is huge. I mean, so far I have been in school for 15.5 years of my life and that does not include preschool or the year and a half I have left to complete. But the thought of being done with school...FOREVER, blows my mind. So, wish me luck...because next spring, I will walk across that stage at Arco Arena and prove to the CSU system that by taking an overload of classes each semester, you can obtain a Bachelor's Degree in Child Development in just 4 years!
Do you know what I did today? I picked up an application to graduate. GRADUATE! Perhaps you don't feel the same excitement as I do. In fact, I am sure you don't, but for me, this is huge. I mean, so far I have been in school for 15.5 years of my life and that does not include preschool or the year and a half I have left to complete. But the thought of being done with school...FOREVER, blows my mind. So, wish me luck...because next spring, I will walk across that stage at Arco Arena and prove to the CSU system that by taking an overload of classes each semester, you can obtain a Bachelor's Degree in Child Development in just 4 years!
3.13.2002
My Job Rocks!
It's true! If you would kindly look at the bio to your right, you will notice that I get paid to hold babies. That's right. My Monday and Wednesday mornings are spent in the infant room at the ASI Children's Center on campus. I do admit that getting up at 6:00 am is not what I would call fun. However, as soon as I walk in that room and see all those bright eyed babies smiling up at me, I remember that it is all worth it. And you know what the best part is? They love you unconditionally! Granted, I am no replacement for mom, but I am the next best thing and there is definitly something to be said for that. Now, I know what you are all thinking...spit-up, crying, germs and stinky diapers. I have had my fair share of all of the above. But all it takes is that one sweet, innocent, pint sized person to lift their arms up to me with a smile across their pudgy little face, and I forget about all that other stuff. And if they won't stop crying, spit-up on my clean shirt...for the third time and wiped their boogers all over my shoulder it is especially nice to be able to say, "I don't have to take you home with me tonight!"
It's true! If you would kindly look at the bio to your right, you will notice that I get paid to hold babies. That's right. My Monday and Wednesday mornings are spent in the infant room at the ASI Children's Center on campus. I do admit that getting up at 6:00 am is not what I would call fun. However, as soon as I walk in that room and see all those bright eyed babies smiling up at me, I remember that it is all worth it. And you know what the best part is? They love you unconditionally! Granted, I am no replacement for mom, but I am the next best thing and there is definitly something to be said for that. Now, I know what you are all thinking...spit-up, crying, germs and stinky diapers. I have had my fair share of all of the above. But all it takes is that one sweet, innocent, pint sized person to lift their arms up to me with a smile across their pudgy little face, and I forget about all that other stuff. And if they won't stop crying, spit-up on my clean shirt...for the third time and wiped their boogers all over my shoulder it is especially nice to be able to say, "I don't have to take you home with me tonight!"
3.12.2002
...testing, testing...is this thing on?
I would like to welcome you all to my very own website. To be honest, I was never really interested in "web journaling," but Grant convinced me that all the cool kids were doing it, so I decided to have a go. I am a very busy girl, but I will try my best to update you on various events occuring in my life. My only hope is that you find these many events as interesting, hilarious, exciting or as noteworthy as I do. Enjoy!
I would like to welcome you all to my very own website. To be honest, I was never really interested in "web journaling," but Grant convinced me that all the cool kids were doing it, so I decided to have a go. I am a very busy girl, but I will try my best to update you on various events occuring in my life. My only hope is that you find these many events as interesting, hilarious, exciting or as noteworthy as I do. Enjoy!
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