Martha Stewart, I am not!!!

I decided to help with the pies this year.

Mom and I got exctied and tried to make fancy pie crust.  You can see the adorable leafs decorating the pie crust.   You can also just about make out that they are falling off the pie crust and burning at the bottom of the oven.  

Martha Stewart has nothing to worry about.

My family has nothing to worry about the pies will still taste the same with or without the decorated crust.

 

Coming to an END!!

This is my last week in my practicum class.  I am going to miss those third graders!!!!

I hate saying good-bye!

This is turning into another sad post.  I need to stop it!!!

Happy news. . . .

1. I went to Portland and saw Guys and Dolls this weekend, thanks Jessica.
2. I get to teach a reader theater tomorrow.
3. It is time for BED!!!

GOOD NIGHT!

I am going to VENT. You have been warned.

Why my life makes my head ache. . . . 

1. I am going to lose a tooth and get a fake one.  28 years-old and I am getting a fake tooth!
2. My car leaks.  Every morning there is a small pond in the back seat of my car.  Not to mention the smell of damp car.
3. A Fake tooth cost $4000.  Who knew?!?
4. I sleep in my little sister's room.  She has a whole shelf filled with stuffed dogs.  I love you, Lu.  But the dogs staring at me is creepy! :)
5. I sleep on the top bunk in my little sister's room.
6. I don't get enough sleep because there is always one more thing to do. . . (the curse of the student teacher)
7. the fact that I am sure that I have forgotten some assignment.
8. Willamette's MAT program.

ENOUGH of the complaining.  I am going to bed.  I've vented, feel better and I'm determined to go find happier days! :)

Doing homework. . .

I quote my textbook ". . . carving a face on a hallow pumpkin is not a rational idea."

So true!

It is about time.

The first time I voted in a presidential election it took a month to figure out who was president.  

Four years later, I revolted and decided if we can't figure out how to count the votes.  What is the point of voting?  

Fast forward four more years, I've reconsidered, voted and harassed the family until they voted.

It took 8 years but finally the president I voted for won.   

No recounts this time.

  

The life of a want-a-be teacher that's ME!

Lulu suggested that all bloggers should blog everyday this month, as it is national blog month.  I've already missed one day but I am going to try.   I just wish my life was more then  the 7 continents, maps, third graders and the evil work sample that is due in two days and one month.  Not to mention all my homework for my ELL (english language learners) is due a week from Saturday.   It is all very important to me but extremely dull for all of you.  

I did enjoy the following two moments from my teaching day.  

One:

Ms. Laws look at my shoes.

Those are nice shoes.

Yeah, they are Globe shoes.

Oh, are they skater shoes?  

Yeah but they are GLOBE shoes

Oh . . . (I have no idea what is so cool about his shoes that he is staying in during his recess to show them to me) are they really cool shoes?

You know globe like the earth globe.

(I have only spent the last 6 days cramming the globe into the class.  I love when they tell me all the random things they know about globes and continents.)

Two:

Ms. Laws this is for you. (Hands me a picture of a blue oval blob with brown spots.  No idea what it is?!?)

Thanks.  What is it a picture of?

A globe!

(Of course, What was I thinking?)

I've decided that they kids are learning something.  It may not be what I want them to learn but the concept about a globe is seeping into their brains.  Most times when I'm teaching I really wonder . . . 

The last part of the day was spent in my methods class were I realized and relieved my stress by spending to much time cutting out a butterfly.  We were studying how to use the butterflies to teach science.  Art is theraputic and cheaper then a therapist! 

Where did my life go?

It has been just over 2 months since I've started the MAT program at Willamette.  It has completely taken over my life. . . it is my life.  It has been hard, stressful and I don't remember what free time feels like or even what free time is.  Then only reason it is worth it, is that next year I will be a teacher.  Next year I will not spend ten hours in class as a student. I won't have to write a work sample scrutinizing every decision and idea I have about teaching to the point that I don't know anything.  I hate not knowing!!!

I miss my life before Willamette.  I can't wait to say good-bye.  It will be a grateful good-bye (I am learning and becoming a teacher) but it will also be a happy and long awaited good-bye. 

I CAN"T WAIT!