Well, another school year has begun. I have been a Special Ed. English teacher for almost 13 years. Last year, someone thought that it would be a good idea for me to teach electives (politics at work). So, I began teaching a course called Succeeding in the World of Work (which we just call Success at Work…easier to say). The other is one year but two courses: Financial Literacy/Digital Technology. Okay, so I can teach the financial literacy but it isn’t much fun no matter how hard I try. The Digital Technology is fun but I suck at technology. Fortunately, I am only teaching one class of it. Now, here is the challenge: How does one teach a computer course without computers? It’s easy, I project mine on the Smart Board…hahahhaaa…The same thing happened last year so I taught Financial Literacy first.
The regular ed. teachers had a conniption. “You can’t do that, they need Excel to do Financial Literacy!!!” NOT IN MY WORLD THEY DON’T. My students have no plans of using Excel to do their budget. I know this because when I taught it to them the second half of the year and tied it into what they learned in Financial Literacy they made comments such as, “What a pain in the ass this is! (yes, they said ass) Why would I ever do all of this? It just seems like more work than necessary (work smart, not hard,…smart kids I’d say). Can we do a fun project now?” And that is what we did…A FUN PROJECT!!!
Most of my students are seniors and took the elective because it sounded like fun…not the financial part…that just sounded necessary. I kinda liked flipping it around so that we had a ton of fun learning when everyone gets into Spring mode (which gets earlier every year).
Sooooooo….I have started off with Internet Safety. blah, blah, blah I am hoping that the computers will be up and running soon. Our tech man is a maniac and can fix anything. He just has too many things to fix. And…surprise, surprise, they wouldn’t give him summer hours to get the job done. Our school houses 200 working adults and about 1400 usually working students. Every classroom has a least one computer and then there are the labs (Oh…did I mention that my lab is a cart of laptops unlike the regular ed classes?), the media center and the offices. That poor man.
That means, the question still remains, can I teach a digital class without computers…that remains to be seen but I am trying my darnedest. If not, I will be that salmon swimming upstream once again…flip-flopping my course around and loving the astonished look of the other digi-teachers who think it is sacrilegious of me to go against the curriculum. Lighten up, close the door and JUST TEACH! I love my job! (And I am not being sarcastic) No day feels like work. Do what you love, love what you do! (My cliche for the day) =)
p.s. Please pardon any typos or grammatical errors. After all, I am just thinking out loud.
Just looking through my facebook page
People complaining ’bout the overcast day
Don’t know what the fuss is over
Great day for layin’ in a bed of clover
Love the cool breeze as it washes my skin
Opened the windows and let the fresh air in
Wrote this little ditty just to say
Thank you Lord for this beautiful day
So….the rain begins last night…run, close the windows on the side of the house where the rain is blowing in…one gutter flowing over the side like a waterfall (no trees anywhere near that one…huh?)…John puts on a raincoat, grabs a ladder and clears it out. He is soaked and my hero. He has fixed a house where the basement leaked for years and is not going to let one gutter ruin that. Love it!
All is quiet and the down pour begins. Resting on the couch, playing games on my phone when not watching the amazing lightning storm and wind-gusting-rain. And then, the unthinkable…wait for it….our 65 pound dog has to go out REALLY BAD! (John is taking an online tax class and can’t rescue me or the dog) So, I brave the weather, he does his business and I think all is right with the world. NOPE!
Oh no, he is pacing again. Put on my soaking wet sneakers, hoodie and run him out again….CRASH ~ FLASH…he bolts for the door! I take off my gear and sit down only I don’t bother to put up the foot rest on the recliner this time. Sure enough…pacing, pacing, pacing. I am afraid this storm has loosened our dog’s grip. I am determined not to go back out. What to do? What to do? Got it! Our 12 pounder (little Sweetie dog) has a tether off the side porch…HOPE IT WORKS!!!! … success! The dogs spends what seems like an eternity outside but what was probably about 7 minutes total. All better! And we have both survived a stormy crisis and I have avoided a clean-up crisis! Woo Hoo!
Running rapidly through life
I try for respite but find none
Perhaps that comatose sleep
But still I am weary
Your musical laughter
Your strong arms
Give me rest…home
Is it once a year?
Once a month?
Or every moment I get the chance?
The latter one would be best choice.
I hope I’ve shown you and not just voiced.
CHANCE OF SNOW ~ 1-3 inches….HA!
It was more like 6-8! My honey woke up late and was in a frantic panic. Big meeting this morning. So, I bundled up, grabbed a hold of the shovel and went to work shoveling the driveway.
AND WHAT TO MY WONDERING EYES SHOULD APPEAR??? THE SNOW PLOW TRUCK!
You probably all know how it goes. You shovel the driveway and then you get plowed in again behind some massive mound of snow bolders. Ugh!
So today…I WAS THE SNOW PLOW! I shoveled from the corner of the street and well past my mail box which is a mere 25 feet or so and about 4 feet out into the street .
(My driveway curves around … one opening on one street and the other side comes out on the perpendicular street). I live on the corner so they get to plow me in twice.
Then I raced to the other end and shoveled from the that side of the driveway to the end of my property which was only about 15 feet but I had to do half way out into the street. God was with me as the snow was light and fluffy. I was a two hour snow shoveling machine!
I BEAT THE SNOW PLOW AT ITS GAME…WOO HOO!
SCORE! ME: ONE ~ SNOWPLOW: ZERO
My honey’s meeting got canceled: PRICELESS =)
When death knocked at her door it wasn’t polite.
It didn’t wait for her to open the door and welcome it in.
It broke open the locks, ran up the stairs and took her.
There will be no justice for this thief, only for her.
God’s beautiful angel…so precious in his sight.