Frustration of the new year…I have so much house work it is unreal, my classroom wasn’t even clean when I got back to school (janitor quit the first day of Christmas break) and then my computer crashed on the full work day we had yesterday, the day I needed to put grades in, the day I needed to make the newsletter for the new year, the day I had all day to work and research things…grrr. Today was ok. Late start day, I treated it like the first day of school review each rule and going over our positive goals in our class. I started new “club” more like tricking my students into making goals for themselves this semester. They are really getting into it. I hope they keep it up.
More frustrations….a teacher that can’t do things with their own creative spark…since the beginning of the year (he/she) has to copy everything I do, which normally won’t bother me to take an idea an run with it…but that isn’t what is going on. It is like they are lacking in the ablility to teach and no matter how many ideas I through their way they don’t truly listen because their class is just out of control and there is no going back….grrr I don’t want to say no you can’t use this or that….but when they don’t take it upon themselves to research and get ideas or what not it pisses me off. This was me venting…sorry. All I have to say is if you think that you are or wanting to be a teacher...then work towards it...set goals....it isn't all a natural ability thing...it isn't just the love of kids that makes you what you are.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Monday, January 01, 2007
Happy New Year
Bringing in the New Year, Did you A) Watch the ball drop on TV B) don't remember much of New Year's Eve because you were to trashed C) spent it with a group of your friends D) spent it alone or a sleep because it is just another day?
I was watching the ball drop on the tube and the first thing that popped into my head was, I hope that you wouldn't have to go to the restroom during that time. How do you walk through a million people on the street saying excuse me, I'm going to pee my pants, while doing it politely? The color of the night seemed to be red (was there significance around that?)
New Year’s resolution to myself: read a book (personal not for any other reason than reading it for entertainment) work on a six pack (I would be ok with a 4pk, I can dream can’t I ;-) ) I’m not saying the loose weight thing (just being sick week after week or so it feels) ummm oh I have another one. I plan on getting published or working toward that! I think that about covers it.
Have a Happy New Year
I was watching the ball drop on the tube and the first thing that popped into my head was, I hope that you wouldn't have to go to the restroom during that time. How do you walk through a million people on the street saying excuse me, I'm going to pee my pants, while doing it politely? The color of the night seemed to be red (was there significance around that?)
New Year’s resolution to myself: read a book (personal not for any other reason than reading it for entertainment) work on a six pack (I would be ok with a 4pk, I can dream can’t I ;-) ) I’m not saying the loose weight thing (just being sick week after week or so it feels) ummm oh I have another one. I plan on getting published or working toward that! I think that about covers it.
Have a Happy New Year
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Happy Holiday
The cards were signed, sealed, stamped, and sent. Christmas parties were in full swing at school and there are cookies everywhere. It is the time for the roads to be filled and cars to be filled to the rim with gifts and luggage. Christmas is a wonderful time for most, sad times for others. I personally like the traditions that Christmas brings. In our family we start out by going to Christmas eve service and then opening one present before going off to bed. My mother now, still to this day, waits until everyone is ready for bed and puts things in our stockings. Christmas day we always get up (not so early any more) and open gifts and have a large lunch that normally includes ham and noodles. Christmas in our home use to not be about material items per say. We normally only got things that you have needed all year long like new socks, pajamas, and all that kind of stuff. I only remember getting the unnecessary things like dolls, blocks, and games from my grandparents. Money normally came in envelopes that are placed in the tree resting on the branches. Every year we use to get my grandfather a Budweiser holiday stein that is only issued once a year, since he has passed I have continued to pass that tradition on with my father. When he built the addition on the house he built a shelf to display the steins. Those are my Christmas traditions not counting the way that I decorate my tree after Thanksgiving and all of that jazz.
I have traveled home for break, spent time at my parents, joined my friends for a little girly gathering with games and holiday drinks. Managed to get the flu Christmas Eve, (come to find out like many of my other friends…bla) Christmas day I spent in a chair, eating little, and sleeping as much as I could. John (nephew) fell on a pan and had to go to the emergency room to get staples put in his chin. I came up to my sisters after that, did the sale shopping after Christmas in Des Moines and met up with Mr. Hopper for hot chocolate and a stroll around the mall. I went to Ames and saw some of the formative year gang, lunch with Leah, met with Pastor Osslund and Pastor Mark, then for ice cream with Phil at Cold Stone. I hung out with Anderson and his parents whom I haven’t seen in a while and with Eberly. I was in a room full of too many Josh(es).
I’m heading home on the 31st to Missouri, skipping RUSH, because of the fear of getting stuck or having it take forever to get home on the 1st and having to be at school on the 2nd all day. Without going to RUSH I feel a little empty right now, like I’m missing out on something special. This is Pastor O’s last time before he retires from ministry and becomes a full time grandfather. I miss out on Jason’s birthday and seeing his family, filling up the box of transgressions and lighting them on fire out at the point on New Year’s Eve. I miss the devotions and the game of mafia that we sit around and play out of tradition and fun. I miss the worship and the feeling of renewal of my spirit.
How is your new year starting off? Do you have ambitions, goals for yourself. The typical “I want to loose weight, eat less” doesn’t apply to me and I normally don’t set a new year’s resolution. I do have goals for myself like writing a book or two, getting published in magazines or with a book company, another goal is to redo my resume to get ready for a decision that I will need to be making soon about my future in education…where will I teach? Another goal for myself is to find a new friend or two, to find a companion. That leaves the door open for meaning a dog or a man.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
I have traveled home for break, spent time at my parents, joined my friends for a little girly gathering with games and holiday drinks. Managed to get the flu Christmas Eve, (come to find out like many of my other friends…bla) Christmas day I spent in a chair, eating little, and sleeping as much as I could. John (nephew) fell on a pan and had to go to the emergency room to get staples put in his chin. I came up to my sisters after that, did the sale shopping after Christmas in Des Moines and met up with Mr. Hopper for hot chocolate and a stroll around the mall. I went to Ames and saw some of the formative year gang, lunch with Leah, met with Pastor Osslund and Pastor Mark, then for ice cream with Phil at Cold Stone. I hung out with Anderson and his parents whom I haven’t seen in a while and with Eberly. I was in a room full of too many Josh(es).
I’m heading home on the 31st to Missouri, skipping RUSH, because of the fear of getting stuck or having it take forever to get home on the 1st and having to be at school on the 2nd all day. Without going to RUSH I feel a little empty right now, like I’m missing out on something special. This is Pastor O’s last time before he retires from ministry and becomes a full time grandfather. I miss out on Jason’s birthday and seeing his family, filling up the box of transgressions and lighting them on fire out at the point on New Year’s Eve. I miss the devotions and the game of mafia that we sit around and play out of tradition and fun. I miss the worship and the feeling of renewal of my spirit.
How is your new year starting off? Do you have ambitions, goals for yourself. The typical “I want to loose weight, eat less” doesn’t apply to me and I normally don’t set a new year’s resolution. I do have goals for myself like writing a book or two, getting published in magazines or with a book company, another goal is to redo my resume to get ready for a decision that I will need to be making soon about my future in education…where will I teach? Another goal for myself is to find a new friend or two, to find a companion. That leaves the door open for meaning a dog or a man.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
Monday, December 25, 2006
Christmas Card
Dear Friends and Family,
Tis the time of year when the stores are filled with Christmas items, decorations, gift baskets, and everything in-between. The televisions have holiday shows one after another and radio’s fill the airways with holiday music. Most of us are sitting inside away from the cold, but secretly wishing for a white Christmas.
The last few days I’ve to enjoyed snow-days, when school is closed and the roads are packed with ice and snow. It is a wonderful time to scoop the drive, sit by the warm heat with a cup of my favorite hot chocolate, and make my very own snow angels in the backyard.
The year is going by quickly and I start to think about holiday plans and even plans for the upcoming year. School is wonderful, for those who don’t know, I’m teaching down in the Ozarks in southwest Missouri. It is taking a lot of time to get use to the area, but my fifth grade students and cheerleaders are magnificent. All is well. Over Thanksgiving my sister, brother-in-law, and my nephew John (14months of age) came to my parents’ in southwest Iowa. The weather was breathtaking; we spent a lot of time outside soaking up the fall air. We will all be joining together at my parents’ again this Christmas season. Being farther away from home makes me appreciate the opportunity to spend time with my family, friends, and all the things I feel I left behind to go on to the next stage in my life as I start my career in education.
Christmas is a great time to bring families together, many people focus on the gift giving and the real spirit of Christmas has faded in to the background. Suppose you could give a gift to Christ, what would it be? I caught Red Boots for Christmas, a children’s Christmas cartoon on television just yesterday. An older shoemaker has been visited by and angel and told that he going to be given a great gift from God. In return he wanted to give something back to God. He went all over town to find the best gift he could. When he couldn’t find it he decided to make the best pair of shoes with only the best materials he had. On Christmas he was prepared to give that gift to God, the best gift he could. God didn’t come to him like he thought. There was a little girl, homeless, cold, and wearing a hole filled pair of shoes while walking through the snow. The shoemaker ran inside to get the boots from the window. He gave the red, spectacular boots, the best he has ever made, to the little girl.
How could you possibly select a gift for the One who not only has everything, but who made everything? The Wise Men did. They, like the man in the movie, can be an example to us this holiday season and all year round. In addition to the gold, frankincense, and myrrh, they gave the Savior some gifts we can still give him today: hope, time, and worship. The wise men came to seek Christ, to give their gifts, show their presence so that we can do the same. You will seek him and find him when you seek him with all your heart. (Deuteronomy 4:29) Christmas has taken a turn in the wrong direction. The reason for the season isn’t a jam-packed stores and gifts overflowing under neither the tree. It is a birthday celebration to share with the world. Think of the gift you want to give to each other out of love and friendship, but also think about the gifts you can give because of the love of Christ to those you don’t even know. The reason for the Christmas season is Christ.
Merry Christmas & Happy New Year,
Kris
Tis the time of year when the stores are filled with Christmas items, decorations, gift baskets, and everything in-between. The televisions have holiday shows one after another and radio’s fill the airways with holiday music. Most of us are sitting inside away from the cold, but secretly wishing for a white Christmas.
The last few days I’ve to enjoyed snow-days, when school is closed and the roads are packed with ice and snow. It is a wonderful time to scoop the drive, sit by the warm heat with a cup of my favorite hot chocolate, and make my very own snow angels in the backyard.
The year is going by quickly and I start to think about holiday plans and even plans for the upcoming year. School is wonderful, for those who don’t know, I’m teaching down in the Ozarks in southwest Missouri. It is taking a lot of time to get use to the area, but my fifth grade students and cheerleaders are magnificent. All is well. Over Thanksgiving my sister, brother-in-law, and my nephew John (14months of age) came to my parents’ in southwest Iowa. The weather was breathtaking; we spent a lot of time outside soaking up the fall air. We will all be joining together at my parents’ again this Christmas season. Being farther away from home makes me appreciate the opportunity to spend time with my family, friends, and all the things I feel I left behind to go on to the next stage in my life as I start my career in education.
Christmas is a great time to bring families together, many people focus on the gift giving and the real spirit of Christmas has faded in to the background. Suppose you could give a gift to Christ, what would it be? I caught Red Boots for Christmas, a children’s Christmas cartoon on television just yesterday. An older shoemaker has been visited by and angel and told that he going to be given a great gift from God. In return he wanted to give something back to God. He went all over town to find the best gift he could. When he couldn’t find it he decided to make the best pair of shoes with only the best materials he had. On Christmas he was prepared to give that gift to God, the best gift he could. God didn’t come to him like he thought. There was a little girl, homeless, cold, and wearing a hole filled pair of shoes while walking through the snow. The shoemaker ran inside to get the boots from the window. He gave the red, spectacular boots, the best he has ever made, to the little girl.
How could you possibly select a gift for the One who not only has everything, but who made everything? The Wise Men did. They, like the man in the movie, can be an example to us this holiday season and all year round. In addition to the gold, frankincense, and myrrh, they gave the Savior some gifts we can still give him today: hope, time, and worship. The wise men came to seek Christ, to give their gifts, show their presence so that we can do the same. You will seek him and find him when you seek him with all your heart. (Deuteronomy 4:29) Christmas has taken a turn in the wrong direction. The reason for the season isn’t a jam-packed stores and gifts overflowing under neither the tree. It is a birthday celebration to share with the world. Think of the gift you want to give to each other out of love and friendship, but also think about the gifts you can give because of the love of Christ to those you don’t even know. The reason for the Christmas season is Christ.
Merry Christmas & Happy New Year,
Kris
Sunday, December 03, 2006
school site
i haven't had time to edit my side pannel or switch blogs so here is the site to my school site!
www.exeter5grade.blogspot.com
www.exeter5grade.blogspot.com
snow days
Well I have been shut into my house now since Thursday! We had a little ice/ snow storm. Teachers enjoy not having school just like the students do. I did get out to shovel my drive, went a while without electricity for a few hours, and had one tree broken into 4 smaller pieces because of the weight of all the ice. My neighbor said that this is the most snow they have gotten total in 3 years….I must have brought that Iowa weather with me. I was going to be sad if I missed all the beautiful snow!
My small break wasn’t all it was cracked up to be the only thing I have done is sleep, eat, sleep some more and today I got ¾ of my Christmas cards ready to send out.
I hope all is well in the world, I don’t get out much in it any more. I went home for Thanksgiving break and spent time with my family, went to a lighted parade, played in the park with some beautiful children, and met the girls for doughnuts and drinks down on main street. Before that was my birthday…someday it is hard to remember how old I am, the older I get the more I have to think about it. 24 that is my age….it is young I know, but some days it feels very old. For my birthday some of my co-workers and friends went to the new bond movie (would love to know what people thought of it) and went what was suppose to be ice cream end up at Applebee’s for a drink and chocolate cake. Well I’m off to bed…little up date on my life it is hard to keep up with so many small writing tasks. I hope everyone is in the holiday spirit!
God Bless
Ps sorry if this makes no sense and has many errors…I typed and didn’t reread any of it.
My small break wasn’t all it was cracked up to be the only thing I have done is sleep, eat, sleep some more and today I got ¾ of my Christmas cards ready to send out.
I hope all is well in the world, I don’t get out much in it any more. I went home for Thanksgiving break and spent time with my family, went to a lighted parade, played in the park with some beautiful children, and met the girls for doughnuts and drinks down on main street. Before that was my birthday…someday it is hard to remember how old I am, the older I get the more I have to think about it. 24 that is my age….it is young I know, but some days it feels very old. For my birthday some of my co-workers and friends went to the new bond movie (would love to know what people thought of it) and went what was suppose to be ice cream end up at Applebee’s for a drink and chocolate cake. Well I’m off to bed…little up date on my life it is hard to keep up with so many small writing tasks. I hope everyone is in the holiday spirit!
God Bless
Ps sorry if this makes no sense and has many errors…I typed and didn’t reread any of it.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Talk about the Weather
“Try not to become a person of success, but rather a person of value.” ~Albert Einstein
Last night I went through a box to find my old poms. If you didn’t know I am coaching cheerleading (again J ). I found a quote in a box along with many fine memories of high school; it is amazing how times seemed not so good then, always stressed and all that jazz….now I look back and wish some days I could have it just that easy.
School is almost to a break, which is great. Thanksgiving break, a great time to go back home and spend time with my family and a girly get together. Oh and a break so I’m not so grumpy with my students would be great!
I know my students are trying or attempting to try to listen and behave, but I haven’t really been feeling well since last week. Friday I lost my voice and it isn’t fully back yet. I have bronchial infection of some sort. We had a carnival on Friday too, talk about stress level at an all time high. My classroom was awesome. Pitch black with student traipsing around scaring people, livers, worms, and bloody eyeballs, cob webs everywhere.
So back to my quote above….why did I type it? Well today in a meeting we talked about Ruby Pyane and her books written on poverty. Talking about rules that we have in middle class, upper class, and in lower class. I thought about what class level I fall in. I thought about the things that are important to me…and what are important in other class levels. To me success is important, not just success today…but in the future as well. Sometimes working towards that success is blinding and I feel like that takes away from my value as a person cause I don’t always focus on the goals in front of me and making the full connection with people around me. As much as I want to be successful in my life I want to be excepted in many different lights as a hard working person with good values. What are your values...that may define values in the class that you place yourself in society?
Sorry for the ramble…it was either this or the rainbow I saw on my way to school this morning even though there was no rain. ….or I could talk about how it is suppose to be 80 tomorrow…it is fall…80 degrees blows my mind!
Last night I went through a box to find my old poms. If you didn’t know I am coaching cheerleading (again J ). I found a quote in a box along with many fine memories of high school; it is amazing how times seemed not so good then, always stressed and all that jazz….now I look back and wish some days I could have it just that easy.
School is almost to a break, which is great. Thanksgiving break, a great time to go back home and spend time with my family and a girly get together. Oh and a break so I’m not so grumpy with my students would be great!
I know my students are trying or attempting to try to listen and behave, but I haven’t really been feeling well since last week. Friday I lost my voice and it isn’t fully back yet. I have bronchial infection of some sort. We had a carnival on Friday too, talk about stress level at an all time high. My classroom was awesome. Pitch black with student traipsing around scaring people, livers, worms, and bloody eyeballs, cob webs everywhere.
So back to my quote above….why did I type it? Well today in a meeting we talked about Ruby Pyane and her books written on poverty. Talking about rules that we have in middle class, upper class, and in lower class. I thought about what class level I fall in. I thought about the things that are important to me…and what are important in other class levels. To me success is important, not just success today…but in the future as well. Sometimes working towards that success is blinding and I feel like that takes away from my value as a person cause I don’t always focus on the goals in front of me and making the full connection with people around me. As much as I want to be successful in my life I want to be excepted in many different lights as a hard working person with good values. What are your values...that may define values in the class that you place yourself in society?
Sorry for the ramble…it was either this or the rainbow I saw on my way to school this morning even though there was no rain. ….or I could talk about how it is suppose to be 80 tomorrow…it is fall…80 degrees blows my mind!
Monday, October 02, 2006
Yeild Sign
Ever feel like life is at a dead end? I’m not sure I’m there at a deadend, but I just feel like I’m driving down the road and I’m stuck behind a really slow vehicle and there isn’t any place to pass them. You know it is possible, but there is on coming traffic. Well that is what life feels like….I have things coming at me…I can deal, but I’m hesitant, I’m at a slow down…not quite a yield. I can’t wait until coming to Iowa! School is going great, I get called the over achiever because I don’t have a life outside of school yet. I get my grades done on time, I decorate my classroom. (spider webs for October, how very fun) I pray that my life gets a jump start I don’t like yield signs.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
5 Years of Remembering
5 years ago today my grandfather passed away. I sit here in my living room and it feels like it was yesterday…911 was called at 2:08pm they said my grandfather suffered from a heart attack. He was dead when the ambulance arrived. My grandma tried to save him. I remember being at work after a long day as a freshman in college. My parents were suppose to meet me in Clarinda for dinner something we hadn’t done since we were all so busy. We had planned it all week. I was outside on the playground with some 3 year olds when my boss Shirly came out and said I was to go to Corning as soon as I could. I knew right then something was wrong, but didn’t know what. So many things flashed in my mind. I ran and got my stuff and started driving. It is a 40min drive to Corning from work and the whole time I just kept trying to get a hold of my parents and anybody else I could. I finally got a hold of my sister as I hit hwy 34. By that time the tears were steaming down my cheeks. My sister didn’t know what was going on but would keep calling to find out. 5min later she called and told me the news. I had just reached corning and stopped at my other grandmother’s store to collect myself, because of so many tears and shaking so hard I couldn’t drive.
I had seen him the day before and he was fine, he looked so good. He had just got back from being in the hospital with some blood infection and pneumonia. I was going to be seeing him that evening before a game. ( I was coaching at the time) He had just come back from a little vacation with my grandma at the clay county fair in spencer. Since 9/11 he had been stressed and worried about things. I feel that my grandmothers thinks it may have been too much for his heart. I never thought his heart would go, I always thought it would be his lungs (one lung and didn’t quit smoking until about 6months before his death)
I remember rushing to hold my grandmother. His face looked like he hadn’t shaved in days. His skin was blue and purple tent. I couldn’t stay at the hospital. I left soon after and went to the church and cried for what felt like eternity on the altar.
I made it back before they took his body away. I touched his right hand and left the room so my great grandmother could spend a minute alone. She out lived both her children and her husband.
I had never cried so much.
I remember staying at my grandma’s that night, she slept in his bed and cried all night. I don’t remember going to class that next day or work. I went to SYAP at the high school I coached for and ended up in tears while Josh held me up and gave me a tight embrace.
My grandpa and I were really close, we were sooooo much alike. We are very rational thinkers, most often like to eat the same food…like bacon. He stood me and listened to me. I saw him almost every day. When I was born they moved to Colorado to live with us and then came back to Iowa with us. I miss him and it is hard to know that he never got to meet his great grandson or to see any of his grandchildren get married.
Here is the end of my little saga of remembrance.
“ To you, O Lord, I lift up my soul; in you I trust, O Lord.” Psalm 25: 1,2
I had seen him the day before and he was fine, he looked so good. He had just got back from being in the hospital with some blood infection and pneumonia. I was going to be seeing him that evening before a game. ( I was coaching at the time) He had just come back from a little vacation with my grandma at the clay county fair in spencer. Since 9/11 he had been stressed and worried about things. I feel that my grandmothers thinks it may have been too much for his heart. I never thought his heart would go, I always thought it would be his lungs (one lung and didn’t quit smoking until about 6months before his death)
I remember rushing to hold my grandmother. His face looked like he hadn’t shaved in days. His skin was blue and purple tent. I couldn’t stay at the hospital. I left soon after and went to the church and cried for what felt like eternity on the altar.
I made it back before they took his body away. I touched his right hand and left the room so my great grandmother could spend a minute alone. She out lived both her children and her husband.
I had never cried so much.
I remember staying at my grandma’s that night, she slept in his bed and cried all night. I don’t remember going to class that next day or work. I went to SYAP at the high school I coached for and ended up in tears while Josh held me up and gave me a tight embrace.
My grandpa and I were really close, we were sooooo much alike. We are very rational thinkers, most often like to eat the same food…like bacon. He stood me and listened to me. I saw him almost every day. When I was born they moved to Colorado to live with us and then came back to Iowa with us. I miss him and it is hard to know that he never got to meet his great grandson or to see any of his grandchildren get married.
Here is the end of my little saga of remembrance.
“ To you, O Lord, I lift up my soul; in you I trust, O Lord.” Psalm 25: 1,2
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Gas Prices
Can you believe the gas prices? Honestly I didn’t think I would see the price go under $2.50 in my life time again. $2.09 I remember when I was 14 and just started driving gas was $0.98 then I remember when it got over $1.50 wow what a leap…then it hit $3.00.
Grades are due by Wednesday…..wow the pressure of perfection and not procrastinating. All through college I worked well under pressure paper after paper. I think I can do the same here…even though I haven’t been procrastinating anything.
I went shopping today, got a nice bottle of wine to start of the next episode of nip/tuck!
Oooo and Today was the ISU vs. Iowa game. Sad day L I can’t wait to come up and go tailgating for the ISU vs. Nebraska game! Dancing in Ames will be a nice treat too!
Hoping by October my little nephew will be walking???
This is just random thoughts!
Grades are due by Wednesday…..wow the pressure of perfection and not procrastinating. All through college I worked well under pressure paper after paper. I think I can do the same here…even though I haven’t been procrastinating anything.
I went shopping today, got a nice bottle of wine to start of the next episode of nip/tuck!
Oooo and Today was the ISU vs. Iowa game. Sad day L I can’t wait to come up and go tailgating for the ISU vs. Nebraska game! Dancing in Ames will be a nice treat too!
Hoping by October my little nephew will be walking???
This is just random thoughts!
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
In the Fog
Do you ever feel lost in the Fog. Hidden from things? How think is the fog really? This morning I drove to school in the thickest fog I have seen in a long while. For most of the drive I sat in silence. (not normal for me...singing is the only way to get to school) Back to the fog...the thickness really made me think about how think everything always feels to me in my life. That may sound ridiculous...but My life is so full of stuff that fogs my judgment on everything else. Since I moved I have tried to focus on finding a church, getting along with my peers at school settling down with my career. I am struggling on finding myself...I don't feel like myself...I'm all foggy. I don't want to say depressed, cause I'm not...a little nub, confused...sure. I know that the foggy drive I can make it through and with God's mighty hand the fog always clears. In the back of my mind I can't wait to go back home to see my family, my friends. I have none of those things where I'm at and people are either way to old or way to young and in grade school...there isn't much in-between. I have been contemplating going to the Y just to me people....to be social (to me that is just sad) I don't really look forward to much at the end of the day, I just hope that I get better at leaving my school work at school and not letting my career take over my life. Any ideas for some low cost hobbies?
ps school blog http://exeter5grade.blogspot.com/
ps school blog http://exeter5grade.blogspot.com/
Monday, September 11, 2006
How or What do you remember?
Monday, September 11, 2006
We started reading about volcanoes today in reading. There seems to be tons of questions on the topic. English we are focusing on nouns. Today team one (the left side of the room) won by a land slide with a game of Name that Noun. We had buzzers and everything. The math test didn’t go as well as planned. It appeared people are forgetting all of the divisibility rules: 2 goes into the product if it is an even number, 5 goes into the product if the number ends with a zero or 5, 10 goes into it if the number ends with a zero, and 3 goes into the product if the sum of the digits is divisible without a remainder. Ex 123 is divisible by 3 because 1+2+3=6 and 3 goes into 6 evenly. The rule is the same for 9 except the sum of the digits must be divisible by 9. The last rule we learned is that 6 is a factor if the number is divisible by 2 and 3. We got brand new journals the other day. We write normally for 3-4 mins. Without stopping everyday before lunch. Today we talked about the students feelings of remembering 9-11. “Where were you when the airplanes hit the World Trade Center and the Pentagon?” Most replied in kindergarten or preschool learning. They said they remembered seeing it on the TV a little bit and heard it on the radio. “How has this event effected your life?” It hasn’t? “What about those you know in the Armed Forces?” Response was Oh Yeah! “ What has changed in our country since that day?” 1 replied airport security has gone up….there was nothing else said. They were asked to go home and ask this question to their parents….and how did their parents feel, where were they when 9-11 happened? If not that situation have them think back to when JFK was assassinated. Teacher: I wasn’t alive when JFK was assassinated, but 9-11 I remember clearly. I remember I was a freshman in college leaving my parents house and commuting to school. I was driving when information came over the radio and no one was clear as to what was going on. I felt shocked and scared. I knew we had been in red alert. I remember trying to call my dad. He is in the service and I couldn’t get a hold of him. I was crying all the way to school. I walked in to my first class with a solemn look on my face. No body new what was going on and we found a tv with cable and turned to CNN. All morning not a TV was off, nobody attended classes hoping to do work. I remember not going to work that day because I couldn’t get a hold of my dad. I have family friends 3blocks from where the crash took place, I have friends and acquaintances in D.C.. I feared for their lives. I remember the days after 9-11 with SYAP a students’ right movement of prayer outside my old high school and a moment of silence that following week. My grandfather entered into the hospital after being glued to the TV. The thought of my father having to go off to war was setting at the back of his mind and was ultimately stressing him to the point where his heart gave out. He died later following the tragedy of 9-11.Question of the day: Where were you when the 2 towers fell, when people gave up thier lives for those of the unknown, when the side of the Pentagon was hit? How did if feel? How will you remember?
We started reading about volcanoes today in reading. There seems to be tons of questions on the topic. English we are focusing on nouns. Today team one (the left side of the room) won by a land slide with a game of Name that Noun. We had buzzers and everything. The math test didn’t go as well as planned. It appeared people are forgetting all of the divisibility rules: 2 goes into the product if it is an even number, 5 goes into the product if the number ends with a zero or 5, 10 goes into it if the number ends with a zero, and 3 goes into the product if the sum of the digits is divisible without a remainder. Ex 123 is divisible by 3 because 1+2+3=6 and 3 goes into 6 evenly. The rule is the same for 9 except the sum of the digits must be divisible by 9. The last rule we learned is that 6 is a factor if the number is divisible by 2 and 3. We got brand new journals the other day. We write normally for 3-4 mins. Without stopping everyday before lunch. Today we talked about the students feelings of remembering 9-11. “Where were you when the airplanes hit the World Trade Center and the Pentagon?” Most replied in kindergarten or preschool learning. They said they remembered seeing it on the TV a little bit and heard it on the radio. “How has this event effected your life?” It hasn’t? “What about those you know in the Armed Forces?” Response was Oh Yeah! “ What has changed in our country since that day?” 1 replied airport security has gone up….there was nothing else said. They were asked to go home and ask this question to their parents….and how did their parents feel, where were they when 9-11 happened? If not that situation have them think back to when JFK was assassinated. Teacher: I wasn’t alive when JFK was assassinated, but 9-11 I remember clearly. I remember I was a freshman in college leaving my parents house and commuting to school. I was driving when information came over the radio and no one was clear as to what was going on. I felt shocked and scared. I knew we had been in red alert. I remember trying to call my dad. He is in the service and I couldn’t get a hold of him. I was crying all the way to school. I walked in to my first class with a solemn look on my face. No body new what was going on and we found a tv with cable and turned to CNN. All morning not a TV was off, nobody attended classes hoping to do work. I remember not going to work that day because I couldn’t get a hold of my dad. I have family friends 3blocks from where the crash took place, I have friends and acquaintances in D.C.. I feared for their lives. I remember the days after 9-11 with SYAP a students’ right movement of prayer outside my old high school and a moment of silence that following week. My grandfather entered into the hospital after being glued to the TV. The thought of my father having to go off to war was setting at the back of his mind and was ultimately stressing him to the point where his heart gave out. He died later following the tragedy of 9-11.Question of the day: Where were you when the 2 towers fell, when people gave up thier lives for those of the unknown, when the side of the Pentagon was hit? How did if feel? How will you remember?
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Running in the Rain
Can you believe what a beautiful day? You may think what in the world is she thinking…it has been raining all night….not just a little sprinkle, the full down pour. I am in Southwest Missouri now and they are just as dry as every other part of the mid west. This rain is a delight. I woke up this morning to a bird running into my bedroom window…(didn’t die) My windows aren’t clean like the Windex commercials so I don’t know what its deal was…lol After the rude awakening I decided…it isn’t 100 degrees outside so I should go for a run. What a run it was…nice and cool. I came back extremely soaked, but it felt wonderful. The whole time I was running I was thinking that people sometimes say that the rain is God crying…I would like to think of each drop as an answered prayer at this point in time. For those of you who love rain go take a run!
God Bless
God Bless
Sunday, August 20, 2006
school days
Wow I made it through the first week of school. I got kids in my class on Wednesday. Most are the same size as me, but they still call me ma’m. I am enjoying the idea of teaching….but scheduling my time and making sure that everything gets covered in the day sure is tough. I find myself thinking about what I need to get done for school even out boating this weekend. I can’t wait until I get in a stedy rutine. I can’t believe that the next break I have is Labor day weekend…Oh and I’m looking forward to coming back to Ames for Amanda’s wedding in Oct. and staying for 5 whole days! Little John didn’t recognize me and I was only gone for a few weeks….so sad. I miss not being in college I will admit. I miss seeing my friends. I get along with my co-workers and hope that I can build on that relationship with all of them. I am longing to find a church down south still. I hope things are going well for you, the reader. Well I’m off to work some more.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Thursday, July 27, 2006
All Move and nothing to Do
Well here I am….sitting in my house way down in southern Missouri. I went to set up part of my classroom. It is huge…as far as classrooms are concerned. I’m excited to start school and get on with the whole new step in my life.
The move down here didn’t start of so smoothly. Friday it was raining in Iowa all morning and in fear of getting my favorite couch really wet we didn’t get on the road until like 9am 3 hours later than planned. Then the lights kept going out on the trailer (which was packed full….I know I have a lot of stuff) We got to my new house that I am renting for now. Got everything unpacked even though it smelled like know one had let air in the house for years. (nice and musky)Not too mention really BUGGY. The pink bathroom is ok, meaning I’m getting use to it. I planted some greenery outside in front to make it more homey for me, but I’m not sure they are going to live cause the soil down here is hard and there is little rain right now. I went to the lake tubing on Sunday, managed to get a good upper body work out and feel the burn as well as the burn on my body…nice and red. Oh did I mention that I’m feeling alone down here and a little different. I know Keith is helping a lot, but I miss my family and friends back home. I can’t even go for a walk around here without the strange looks and honking. People are a little scary. At least my neighbors are really nice. There is this older couple that lives across the path from me that seem great. The people at my school are nice, a little scatted right now but nice. I hope everyone keeps in touch and knows how much I miss them.
God Bless your day~Love Kris
The move down here didn’t start of so smoothly. Friday it was raining in Iowa all morning and in fear of getting my favorite couch really wet we didn’t get on the road until like 9am 3 hours later than planned. Then the lights kept going out on the trailer (which was packed full….I know I have a lot of stuff) We got to my new house that I am renting for now. Got everything unpacked even though it smelled like know one had let air in the house for years. (nice and musky)Not too mention really BUGGY. The pink bathroom is ok, meaning I’m getting use to it. I planted some greenery outside in front to make it more homey for me, but I’m not sure they are going to live cause the soil down here is hard and there is little rain right now. I went to the lake tubing on Sunday, managed to get a good upper body work out and feel the burn as well as the burn on my body…nice and red. Oh did I mention that I’m feeling alone down here and a little different. I know Keith is helping a lot, but I miss my family and friends back home. I can’t even go for a walk around here without the strange looks and honking. People are a little scary. At least my neighbors are really nice. There is this older couple that lives across the path from me that seem great. The people at my school are nice, a little scatted right now but nice. I hope everyone keeps in touch and knows how much I miss them.
God Bless your day~Love Kris
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Moving Day
I successfully passed my Spanish classes with flying colors if I do say so myself. Taking two years worth of Spanish in 35 days isn’t bad….don’t think I would ever do it again. I feel like I haven’t accomplished anything this summer because I was in class everyday for two months. I haven’t been working any where or at least not enough to do any good financially. I have spent the last week in my home town or at my parents’ house I should say. I got to watch my nephew all week (which is more tiring than one may think) He is almost 9 months…but is very intelligent has is close to standing on his own. He has a wonderful recognition of everything and responds well to things. Fine motor…great…throwing ability is massive. Give the boy a beach ball and a bos and he is set for the day. I came home yesterday with a bunch of stuff to pack….my sister was nice enough to help me and it was still late when we went to bed. (not past midnight)…but I was up at 4:30am with her son so I was “hitting a wall” it is starting to sink in that I may not see a bunch of people ever again…and how drastically my life is about to turn. My dad came up and we loaded all of my stuff up filling a whole trailer nice and tight in just under an hour. Now it is cleaning time. I’m going to spend my week visiting people and saying some good byes and see ya laters. I want to make a memory page for a scrapbook from some of my favorite places in Ames so I will do that some time this week if anyone is up for a walk give me a shout out. Don’t let this 100degree weather get ya down! Well I’m off to nap and then get cleaning. Hope all is well in the world…I’m moving ONE week from today…..wow….where does the time go. Missouri can’t be that bad can it. I was given a lot of advice…I’m not sure I want to follow example: knock out a few teeth…get some flannel…forget a few letters here and there when I talk, grow a mullet….find a cousin that I know and date him instead of my boyfriend…..I could go on with other helpful advice but I don’t think I’m going to take any of it because it all scares me.
PS Side Note:if you have moved and I don’t have you new address please send me a little postcard so I can write it down or just message me via email.
PS Side Note:if you have moved and I don’t have you new address please send me a little postcard so I can write it down or just message me via email.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Summer Blues
Wow it has been a long time. My internet hasn’t wanted to work fast enough to do anything so I apologize for the long awaited side notes of my life.
Well things are going well. I’m overwhelmed and stressed out. The story of my life….but at the same time anxious and excited to be moving on in my life.
I am currently taking some fast track espanol. Which I will tell you SUCKs. I don’t think I have ever studied so much in my life and that isn’t even a full effort. I had a finally this past Friday and am starting the second round of what is going to be a hard, long, boring 4 weeks.
I started back to work at Formative Years…last resort to making money that and Target didn’t want to hire me to work for just a month. Ggrrrrrr o-well. Ciara and I have hit up a lot of garage sales on early Saturday mornings (I have found a lot of really good stuff for school!) I realized garage sale-ing is only fun if you go with lots of friends, you can talk people down by ½ the price, and you can drive all kinds of crazy.
John (my nephew) now has 6 teeth 4 on top and 2 on the bottom. He is full of drool so some more are bound to come in this week. 7 months old…wow where does the time go? He can sit up, army crawl everywhere….and pull himself up on things as well as walk everywhere using walkers and your fingers. I get to see him every 3 weeks or so, but soon it will only be once a month or every other month depending on what is going on.
I am moving to Monett Missouri in a month. Starting school the first part of August. I’m so excited and over planned for before even getting there. I have talked with some up coming 5th graders I know in the area and they have given me the inside scoop on what to expect. I will miss so many people here at ISU and in my home town…and state. I will return. The school I am at doesn’t have a spring break instead they space it out amongst the different months there aren’t holiday breaks and create seasonal breaks using 4day weekends! I have lots of weddings coming up so Congrats to Amanda (October) Taylor &Ann (July) Jen (August) and my cousin Josh E. (this fall?)and another cousin Kendra getting married next fall! Oh and who could forget Luke (July wedding) I can’t believe that people I babysat for as young children are getting married too….wow! (I’m getting old)
Well I’m off to get some packing started. I don’t want to feel to rushed when moving, I’m already freaking at so many other things in my life….I want to take my time on what I can.
I hope all of you are having a wonderful summer. God Bless.
Well things are going well. I’m overwhelmed and stressed out. The story of my life….but at the same time anxious and excited to be moving on in my life.
I am currently taking some fast track espanol. Which I will tell you SUCKs. I don’t think I have ever studied so much in my life and that isn’t even a full effort. I had a finally this past Friday and am starting the second round of what is going to be a hard, long, boring 4 weeks.
I started back to work at Formative Years…last resort to making money that and Target didn’t want to hire me to work for just a month. Ggrrrrrr o-well. Ciara and I have hit up a lot of garage sales on early Saturday mornings (I have found a lot of really good stuff for school!) I realized garage sale-ing is only fun if you go with lots of friends, you can talk people down by ½ the price, and you can drive all kinds of crazy.
John (my nephew) now has 6 teeth 4 on top and 2 on the bottom. He is full of drool so some more are bound to come in this week. 7 months old…wow where does the time go? He can sit up, army crawl everywhere….and pull himself up on things as well as walk everywhere using walkers and your fingers. I get to see him every 3 weeks or so, but soon it will only be once a month or every other month depending on what is going on.
I am moving to Monett Missouri in a month. Starting school the first part of August. I’m so excited and over planned for before even getting there. I have talked with some up coming 5th graders I know in the area and they have given me the inside scoop on what to expect. I will miss so many people here at ISU and in my home town…and state. I will return. The school I am at doesn’t have a spring break instead they space it out amongst the different months there aren’t holiday breaks and create seasonal breaks using 4day weekends! I have lots of weddings coming up so Congrats to Amanda (October) Taylor &Ann (July) Jen (August) and my cousin Josh E. (this fall?)and another cousin Kendra getting married next fall! Oh and who could forget Luke (July wedding) I can’t believe that people I babysat for as young children are getting married too….wow! (I’m getting old)
Well I’m off to get some packing started. I don’t want to feel to rushed when moving, I’m already freaking at so many other things in my life….I want to take my time on what I can.
I hope all of you are having a wonderful summer. God Bless.
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