23 June 2010

Happiness is...

... having eleven kids in summer school. Even if there's never been a day when all have come at once.
... having eleven kids who seem to truly enjoy learning and the activities that are planned.
... hanging out at the pool with K and B twice a week. Or more.
... taking K on "girl outings". She loves to shop and I am usually content to take her along.
... planning baseball with B. He loves it. I love it. It's the perfect date for the two of us.
... the LUSH and Crocs stores in Boulder. I brought more than 15 pairs of shoes with me to Colorado. I've worn one pair for the last week.
... getting to spend lots of time with a friend who you've known for many years, but hadn't seen in about 4.
... planning a road trip 800 miles the wrong way, a weekend before you're supposed to return "home".
... being truly appreciated by the people around you.
... gaining such confidence as a teacher that you feel like you can conquer anything. Even a complete non-English speaker.
... introducing K and B to two of your favorites. We watched Mary Poppins. We're reading Matilda. It's awesome.
... having this many things to write about that make you happy. I should write these lists more often. I'm the happiest right now that I've been in a long time.

13 June 2010

Eleven months, one day

In the last month or so, I have tried to stay more positive and I think it has worked. I certainly hoped that it how I have come across here, on Twitter and on Facebook. I'm not saying I haven't complained, because I have (did I mention how boring Wyoming was? or the unfairness of a review that I'd have to pay to complete?), but overall, I've smiled more and laughed more than I have on a consistent basis in the last year.

I considered not typing this, but I was hit hard today. For a reason, I'm not entirely sure of. And I need to let it out, because even if it only helps a little, I'm hoping it'll will help some.

Last night, as I mentioned, I went to baseball. It was the eleven month anniversary of my aunt's death. My aunt who is the whole reason I love baseball. She took me to the first game I truly remember and the memories that were created on that trip hit me every time I'm at a ballpark, any ballpark. And yet last night, despite being cold, I was happy. I enjoyed the game (what I could see when people weren't standing in front of me).

Today, I was supposed to go to another game. But, it has been raining for three days. And although it stopped for the game yesterday, this morning showed no signs of letting up, so we decided to not go. We made plans to hang out at my friend's house and watch the game, as well as another game where it was warm. I agreed. I didn't hesitate. This was a choice that made sense.

And yet? I fell apart five seconds later. No part of hanging out in the rain appealed to me. But canceling baseball plans caused an emotional breakdown. I started crying and couldn't stop. I sent a tweet and received support. This is invaluable to me. Over the last 11 months any time I've truly needed it, I had people reaching out. When others don't understand it and ask why I use Twitter? I can easily say for the community. Because people reaching out? I don't get that all the time. I can't get that all the time. But I know at any point I can turn there and say I'm a mess. I'm having an anxiety attack or a breakdown and right away I have people lending support.

After my mini-meltdown and some hang out time with my friend and her family, which included some cuddle time with her little girl (is there anything better really?) - I can honestly say that I'm okay now. This day turned around dramatically and quickly. It ended up being a perfect ending to a weekend. Even if the weather didn't cooperate and my baseball team didn't win. I ended the weekend on a high note and that's what really matters.

So, thank you. If I haven't said it enough, thank you for being there through the challenges this year has presented. I appreciate it more than words can possible describe.

12 June 2010

One week down.

This has been a crazy week, to say the least.

I started my teaching on Monday with only six children in my class, by Thursday, I had 9 and I think I'll have 11 on Monday. We have been super busy, with a very tight schedule and a lot to get done each day. So far, we have managed to stay mostly on schedule even with the many times when something has been thrown at me at the last second. I also seem to have fallen into a nice routine with the students, where we do the science curriculum and then do many more laid back activities.

K and B spent the week at an especially exhausting camp. There was much whining and fussing after school, along with a lot of bossing around from a big brother. This is something we will work on this summer, otherwise, I'll go crazy.

Tonight, I spent a (freezing!) couple of hours at the baseball game, which would have been a whole lot more fun had it been a bit warmer and had the people behind us not been freaking obnoxious. Oh, and had people spent just a little time sitting and watching the game instead of standing up and walking around and blocking the view.

Next week should be a bit calmer. B is at a sleepover camp and K only has a camp in the morning, so she should be far happier and more rested. Hopefully I'll fall into an even better routine with the students and we'll make good progress towards our goals this summer.

05 June 2010

Saturday Morning Randomness

I'm sitting in front of a coffee shop in Colorado Springs as I type this. I'm even more convinced that this city is where I'd like to live. It's pretty down here. There were a half dozen places I wanted to stop and take pictures on the drive, but when I drive I tend to never stop.

Speaking of driving, I'm at something like 2000 miles in the last week. Which is insane on a lot of levels but totally typical on others. I'm quite used to travelling far to accomplish simple tasks.

K and B came home yesterday. It is awesome to see those kids. I love them so much. K is *thisclose* to making the jump to reader. That is for sure a goal this summer. I think we'll spend lots of time sitting and reading anything and everything to push her over that edge. She also no longer qualifies for speech services, and it's obvious when listening to her.

I have a bunch of things to review/giveaway. If I'd try the products that have been sent to me! I'll work on that this weekend. Really.

I totally know this is rambling. That's what happens when I'm a more than half an hour early, apparently.

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03 June 2010

I made it!

Not only did I make it to my new "home" uneventfully (except Wyoming - did you know Wyoming was super boring? I didn't until Monday), but I've managed to find my way around quite easily. Except for one occurrence of getting on the wrong freeway. Not bad for a country girl.

I also made it through days 1 and 2 of training. Without tears. For the first time EVER. During introductions/icebreakers, I have always frozen and ended up crying. Not this time. Thank goodness.

Summer school starts Monday and I cannot wait. I will have about 15 fourth graders (who speak little to no English) and we will be talking about measurement and plants all summer long. I need to go on a hunt for good books/poems/other resources to support literacy with out curriculum.

Thankfully, two of my three packages arrived as well (and so did something else but K and B’s grandma has it). I also got to catch up with a friend from Oakland and meet her little girl.

What I have not done is sleep in. Or explore enough. I have tomorrow off and K and B don’t get home until 4pm. I’m thinking it will be the perfect opportunity for both of those things. And finding the teacher store. And possibly a library. And maybe even a post office. I had thought I wanted to go into the mountains. Now, I'm not so sure that's a good option. Perhaps that can come on Sunday.