>I made myself an M&M creature at PlanetM&M, and then I couldn’t download and publish it here. It even had a cool, color-coordinated coffee cup, so I was a little down about the whole process.
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>Spring Break — but not a week off.
>My to-do list for Spring Break is much too long. If I work on at least one pile of schoolwork each day, I’ll get through everything in my bag. Well, that is the correcting and scoring part. I also have lesson plans to prepare. Social Studies is ready (did that before I left for break, and even ran the copies). Math is ready for the first day back, but I need to run the copies when i get there Monday morning.
Reading. Writing. Language Arts in general. That’s still hanging over my head.
Spelling is ready.
But before I start a Book Club or Literature Group unit, my class needs a little more practice in teamwork. Cooperation. Reminders that every Me is part of a We. No, not a Wii, a group of individuals where the total can be greater than the sum of its parts – if the kids can learn to work together instead of fighting against each other.
Fighting isn’t as much a problem as the attitude of I Am King of the World. Do Not Disturb me with Learning; I Am King. Cooperation is a little tough to come by with kids who imply they’re getting interrupted when I tell them to put down their Pokemon books and pick up their math. Then there are the kids who are highly gifted, but don’t lift a finger to do the regular work, much less the advanced work of which they’re capable, and then go home and whine, “I’m bored.” but that’s another story. I won’t worry about them during break.
Writers Workshop needs to be planned, too. I brought home the next book in the series we’re using, and I’ll examine it and sketch out the unit while I’m home. This takes thought and analysis. I’ll have to plug in some strong coffee to get this unit planned, I can tell. Oh, such a sacrifice.
Maybe that’s the philosophy I need for the next week. Coffee + Schoolwork. The only variable will be the coffee type and flavor. My supply may run low before the week is out. Jo to Go, I’m on my way! I saw my favorite hazelnut listed in your whole bean flavors!
>Like you have spare time in your life — right. Uh-huh.
>Take a break anyway. That’s what I’m doing. I have too much on my to-do list, but I decided I’d earned a short mental health break and I’ll hit the blogs to relax my mind. Deep breath now —
Like prizes? Try these.
Win a lovely beaded bracelet.
Go to Scribbit for her weekly Saturday Giveaway.
Check out Mir’s latest contest with a gift card for Outback Steakhouse.
Take a survey for BlogHer. I did!
Sally forth and read the latest episode of Saffron Sally, a woman with spice. Er, I mean a well-seasoned woman. She gets updated regularly, too, in true serial style.
Check in on Mir’s latest advice and buy something. You know you want to.
Speaking of shopping, this is La Petite’s new favorite clothing store.
Read a book, join a discussion group at MotherTalk.
All this and coffee, too? Life must not be as bad as I thought.
>Things to do when the teen is sick
>Read his cues.
How are you?
I don’t know. A little better.
Do you want to go to school?
Maybe. I don’t know.
(after breakfast of toast with jelly)
I feel weak and shaky.
Okay, I think you need to stay home.
He slept on the couch from 6:30 until 9:30 AM. He wanted to stay home, but wasn’t sure how to say it.
Make jello.
His stomach is feeling better, now he needs to fill it with safe foods that won’t irritate him and set him back to square one.
Work on schoolwork and other home projects while he sleeps.
He doesn’t really need me; he just needs the security of not being home alone.
I wrote a rough draft of a grant application, made jello, and drank half a pot of coffee while he was asleep. Still on my list: correct two stacks of papers, thaw something bland but tasty for supper, brainstorm a few fun blog posts just for fun.
Watch daytime TV.
Even in summertime, we don’t do this together very often. Today we watched The Price is Right and enjoyed seeing people get excited and jump up and down and win fabulous prizes while we snuggled up on the couch and drank coffee (me) and sprite (Amigo).
Chop ice on the driveway.
Well, any ice I chop will melt faster.
I only chopped a little because A.) it’s not really that warm out, and B.) I don’t want to reinjure my wrist or back. A little goes a long way.
Email his doctor about a related issue.
His acne medication can upset his stomach.
She agreed that he could stop taking it until he’s back to full strength because it could cause a relapse.
>What a difference a year makes
>I woke up Friday morning and didn’t feel the dread that used to envelop me after a difficult day. What was the difference? Location, location, location.
School personnel talk about building climate, and we don’t mean the heating and cooling systems. The current climate in my building is one of support and collaboration. My rough day was shared by others, and we got together to take positive action for change. Those changes were for kids, and we teachers were simply the means to the child-friendly end. Exhausting, yes, it was. I faded quickly after supper and didn’t even do my homework. Shhh…don’t tell my class!!
Now — yesterday, I woke up and went through my morning routine not whistling a happy tune, but at least looking forward to the day ahead. When I got to school, I had to let the bread supplier in the building. Poor guy was out there standing at the locked door in below-zero wind chill. Then I loaded two reams of paper into the copier as long as I was waiting for it to warm up. As I left the copy room through the cafeteria, a young girl had arrived at school much too early, so the chief cook and bottlewasher (don’t call her a lunch lady!) invited the girl to help set up for breakfast. It’s considered a privilege to Work Lunch or Breakfast, so this girl was smiling and feeling important.
Later that morning, the principal came zooming by and closed a few strategically located doors, letting us know that we should be prepared to secure the building if need be. I hurried my kids out of the gym and to the room, and they cooperated (for a change). Fortunately, the threat never became real, but I was relieved to know that my bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, bouncy bunch could handle a quick change like this without falling apart.
There were more issues and incidents throughout the day. It wouldn’t be teaching if a few memories weren’t created each day! But in the big picture, while I didn’t forget the difficult Thursday, I didn’t need to move to Australia, either.
>No-Good Very Bad Days can happen to anyone.
>Clues that my day wasn’t exactly stellar:
- Getting out of the driveway was a major challenge (even for me!) because of the sheer size of the snowbanks.
- I ran a yellow light rather than stop at the Longest Light in Town on the way to buy coffee from Jo to Go. Don’t tell the liaison officer from my school. She thinks I’m a law abiding teacher-citizen.
- I touched base with five different staff members en route to the lounge to put my lunch in the fridge. At that point, I realized I was no longer holding my coffee.
- The secretary (she was a bright point in my day!) made an all-call announcement that there was a cup from Jo to Go sitting behind her desk rapidly cooling. Mine!! My hazelnut!!
- My students came in this morning with a major chip on their collective shoulders, making my work much harder and forcing me to be much meaner. Contrary to popular belief, “mean” is not good teaching.
- Two computers in the lab were not turned off properly last night, leaving my youngsters to cope and wait. I can troubleshoot, but I can’t speed up the network. Fourth graders do not wait well.
- Cardboard keyboard covers kept falling apart. I’ve asked and asked for replacements, but I haven’t gotten an answer — not even a definite no. I ran out of tape for repairs in the lab, and I’m doggone tired of fixing them every. single. lesson.
- Four kids didn’t have their reading homework done, and that’s an improvement over yesterday’s seven. !!!
- Instead of bringing a concern to the boss as a team, each team member ended up going in separately, therefore making the issue seem much less important.
- Even though I needed to work at my desk over lunch, I needed the break more. I went to the lounge to vent a little and relax a lot.
- Several students had put the chips back on their shoulders when they came back from lunch (see above). Not good.
- I had to threaten detention to get one student to stop clowning around as he blew his nose. You don’t want the details: trust me.
- A meeting was announced that I wasn’t certain included me, so I turned up just in case. Yes, it included me, but I didn’t have paper and pencil to take notes, so I’m sure I appeared clueless.
- The coffee I bought at 6:45 and rescued from the school office at 7:30 was still 1/4 full and totally cold when the dismissal bell rang.
- I drank it anyway.
>Seven Reasons I Wouldn’t Survive Survivor
>I’ve been tagged! Dorit at Pieces of Me tagged me for the Seven Random Facts meme. The last time I shared seven random facts about me, I shared Green Bay Packer playoff tidbits. This time, I’ll share seven random facts on another rather random theme.
Husband is a big fan of the show Survivor. I’ve watched it with him occasionally, but I rarely get attached to the players the way he does. Early on, I knew I wouldn’t be a good player in this game. So in answer to the latest tag for seven random things, I offer seven reasons why I wouldn’t be a good contestant on the show Survivor.
7. I don’t have a tattoo. It certainly seems like everyone on the show, and I do mean everyone, has a tattoo of some sort, somewhere. Motherly stretch marks don’t count.
6. I’d probably insult the others inadvertently. When I watched the early shows, Australia especially, I kept wondering why these people were so uninformed. They were completely unable to forage food for their tribes. I kept wanting to say, “Haven’t you people read My Side of the Mountain? Or Hatchet? Or any wilderness survival stories? Do you read, period?!
5. I’ve never, ever been good at group sports. I’d fail the physical challenges, and my tribe would say, “Out!”
4. Hearing aids like mine don’t work well in warm, damp climates. If they do Survivor UP (Michigan’s Upper Peninsula), I’m ready!
3. I don’t look good in a bikini. That’s not a put-down or negative self-talk; it’s simply true.
2. I’m a peacemaker, not a backstabber. I couldn’t handle the suspicion and the alliances that lead to tribal council. I’m much more likely to be a go-between, a mediator. Can’t you see it? “Daisy, you’ve ruined the intrigue! Everyone gets along now! They’re not willing to vote each other out of the tribe!”
1. And last, but not least, I’ve never seen them making coffee. For me, doing without coffee for 36 days would be the true test of Survival.
Here are the rules…
1. Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
4. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
Tagging seven is the hard part. I read soooo many blogs, and I’ve tagged most of them already or they’ve tagged me. I’ll leave this one open: if you’d like to be tagged, go for it! Drop a comment here telling us where we can read your post.
>Fur Elise is not for amateurs
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“Fur Elise” may be a standard, but it’s not easy. When middle school students realize this, maybe they’re stop butchering the piece. Poor Ludwig must be turning over in his grave — or at the least, decomposing.
Student performers introduce their own pieces before they play. This can lead to some interesting statements. “An interesting aspect of this piece is that it’s pretty.” “Something unique about this piece is, um, is, um — I’m sorry, I’ve done six of these intros today and I just can’t remember any more.”
Tears before the festival judge will not improve a rating — but it won’t harm it, either. We only judge the performance.
Excuses for mistakes will not improve a rating, either. See above.
Yes, I did overhear the neighborhood police liaison officer teasing the volunteer by telling her not to spill the donuts or she’d get a ticket.
Festival judges like coffee. At least I do. Keep it coming, and I’ll be more alert for much longer! (That’s a message to the festival managers, not to the performers, by the way.)
>View from the dining room window of a snowbound Midwesterner
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>Random thoughts while feeling under the weather
>Drinks that feel good on my throat:
Cranberry – grapefruit juice. Mmm. So smooth on my raw throat!
Coffee: a dark chocolate-peppermint blend from Harry and David, half and half with regular Folgers.
Peppermint tea from Celestial Seasonings. I ordered a free sample last year and it worked; I’m hooked. This is delicious without being too sweet. It feels wonderful, and has no caffeine to keep me awake.
Water. Cold, refreshing water.
Food that feels good on my throat:
A fresh orange and a bowl of oatmeal. I’m way beyond the need for preventive vitamin C, but it tastes good.
A Nutrigrain bar. Smooth, nothing sharp, slides down my throat without making me cough any more.
Hard boiled (organic) eggs. Husband buys them from a coworker, and they’re delicious. They really do have a richer flavor than store-bought eggs.
Things to do while awake, not napping:
Reread a good book or two. Confessions of Super Mom and SuperMom Saves the World were on my list this week. They made me smile while I was feeling down.
Start a new book: All the Numbers is sitting by my side. Look Me in the Eye is upstairs on my bedside table, too.
Check in on old favorite blogs and new blogs. My trusty old laptop on top of my blankets, pillows propping me up to avoid the coughing fits that happen when I’m horizontal, make the couch a great place to settle.
Watch the Weather Channel. I don’t watch much TV, but I enjoy seeing classic episodes of Storm Stories and watching the updated weather in all parts of the country. It amazes me that our own little state can rate a story on this national and even international station. Madison, WI, has had record snow this year. People who live there seem to be almost matter-of-fact about it. “Well, if we have to shovel and snowblow, we might as well get the satisfaction of scoring one for the record books.” That’s the good Midwestern outlook on life!
Work on simple schoolwork. This is a necessity so I don’t go back feeling totally overwhelmed. I’m feeling fortunate for the way I structure my reading classes and my social studies, due to the major variety of needs in the class. It takes more thought and more work to get a unit up and running, but once it’s up and running, the students almost handle it themselves. It made sub plans easy, too. “Group 1 to station 3, group 3 to station 5” etc. And the kids will know what to do! That’s a relief for me and for the students. Fewer changes, less stress for all of us.
I’ll be well rested (I hope) by next week. I have a training day on Friday, and I’ll reserve judgment on whether I”m well enough for that. It looks valuable.
Watch Ellen. I don’t do this often enough. Ellen Degeneres always makes me smile. She is so creative and spontaneous; she should have been a teacher!