Anais Nin Quote

"Living never wore one out so much as the effort not to live." Anais Nin

"A life undocumented is a life unlived."

Friday, July 28, 2017

Free Stuff for Shelby County Schools Teachers

As a newly graduated teacher, our main question was, Where's the free stuff?? Because honestly, what grad student can afford to buy the basic stuff they need for their classroom, much less decorate their classroom to Pinterest standards??

For those of you who have hit this page, my hope is that I can provide you with a few Memphis freebies that I discovered over the last year.

New Teacher Orientation

I've heard new teachers ask time and again, "Will we really learn anything at the new teacher orientation because I just don't really have the time/don't really want to go/already made plans?" My answer to that is, "GO". Number one, you really will learn some stuff especially if you go in with the mindset that you're going to pick up one or two things you didn't know already know. Yes, it's long. Yes, you will sleep with your eyes open sometimes. BUT, you will also be able to visit a ton of vendors who are dying to give you FREE STUFF. You will also get FREE FOOD and CHOCOLATE. So go. You'll meet other new teachers, you'll be able to network, and you'll have drinking buddies who will serve as a sounding board for when the first nine weeks have ended and you find yourself questioning your life choices.

SchoolSeed/Teacher Toolbox 

I discovered this little gem last year. SchoolSeed works hard to raise money for Shelby County Schools in various programs, but one of the things they do for teachers is provide a teacher store where teachers can grab a grocery cart and get supplies FOR FREE. Go to schoolseed.org and click on the Teacher Toolkit picture on the left side about halfway down. You'll register and then you'll pick a time to go in and get your supplies. That time has a window of 30 minutes so while you have more than 30 minutes to shop, you need to arrive within 30 minutes of your registered time. Elementary, Middle, and High all have their own supply lists. You have access to this once a month for the entire year. They have reams of paper, highlighters, markers, notebooks, pencils, pens, and the list goes on. Show some love to Sam when you get there. He works hard to be sure this store stays up and running for us. AND you get a special little supply kit courtesy of Kroger:


Now isn't that just cool??

Your School

While I can't vouch for every school, most give their new teachers a welcome bucket that contains whatever their budgets allow. I was able to get quite a bit at mine: an electric pencil sharpener (disclaimer: You WILL go through one every year so if the opportunity presents itself to get more than one, go for it.), a couple of reams of paper, Expo markers, erasers, whiteboard cleaner, pens, pencils, highlighters...

You also should get $100-200 for spending in your classroom. The particulars are different for every school, but we were allowed to buy supplies from Office Depot and the supplies were delivered to the school for us.

Warehouse Inventory

When I was a student teacher, I heard whispers of this magical place that housed free furniture for classrooms - filing cabinets, bookcases, you name it. Someone else mentioned it during my first year of teaching. No one, however, knew quite where it was or who to talk to about it. It was a magical pot of teaching gold at the end of the rainbow. I did finally manage to track someone down and she let me know that yes, such a place existed, but no, you couldn't just go in there and get what you want. There was a process and you had to know what you need beforehand. So! Go to the Shelby County Schools website at http://www.scsk12.org/, click on Employees, click on Central Office Directory over there on the right towards the bottom, select the office of Business Administration and look for Warehouse Supervisor. You'll see multiple ones - just call the Department Number. You tell them you need such and such and they'll tell you whether they have such and such and arrangements will be made. I haven't actually gone through this process yet so if I'm off a little bit, please forgive me. Also, please let me know what additional steps need to be taken so I can update it here.

Teachers get all kinds of cool, free, and heavily discounted items. I get a great 20% discount with ATT, I get a not-so-great discount with Apple, but it covers a little more than tax which is good. Plenty more discounts are out there to be had with a Google search, but the ones I suggested above are the ones specific to Shelby County Schools in Memphis, TN and hopefully will help you get going this year. Have fun, stock up, and may the odds be ever in your favor this year! :D

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Why Am I THIS Tired??

I'm currently four weeks post-op from having an abdominal hysterectomy. Yesterday, I was feeling pretty good. We had been on a little weekend vacation and although I was pushed around in a wheelchair most of the time, my energy level stayed up and aside from occasional twinges, I felt pretty good. So good that I thought I could get out yesterday and do things that other normal, non-post-op people do. 


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I went to Taco Bell, I went to the genealogy library, I went to Starbucks to spend my awesome gift card (just to let you know, one of the best teacher gifts in the ENTIRE WORLD is Starbucks gift cards), 


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and had Bryan help me clean my fish tank. By the end of the night, my body was telling me, no girl, you AIN'T back to normal. You are STILL RECOVERING. I had a bit of bleeding and this morning, I feel like I have just run a 10k marathon. 



So my day today is going to consist of catching up on some reading and Netflix. Lots of Netflix. Because you're supposed to listen to your body, right?? 


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Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Edward D. O'Kelley (or is it Ervin...maybe Irvin??)

One of the easiest ways to trace members of your family tree is through census records. I've found not just information on the person I'm trying to trace, but more often than not, relatives lived right next to them so I was able to add them to my family tree as well.

Today marks my first day back in the genealogy library since...well, since a long time. I wanted to focus on just one person today - Edward O'Kelley, my great-great grandfather. Typically, I run across last names that have multiple spellings, but this time, the first name was all wonky. Edward has been called Irvin, Ervin, Irian, and Eryin. Which one was correct? I'm not sure. After you read this post, you be the judge. And let me know. 😀

So! Here's a quick little timeline on Edward's life:

Edward D. O'Kelley was born October 23, 1874 somewhere in Alabama. The first time he shows up in census records is 1880. He's listed as Eryin Okelly alongside his two brothers: Mack and Jacob, a sister: Emerline, and his parents, Rebecca and John W. They lived in Newburg, Franklin County, Alabama.

The 1890 census was pretty much obliterated in a 1921 fire so there's not much to get from that year.

The next time we see him is when he gets married. In the Lawrence County Alabama Marriage Records book, he's listed as Erven D. Okelly married to Nancy Elizabeth Harden. Date of marriage is Sept. 24, 1891 in Book K, p. 447. He was 16. The strange thing is he's listed again a couple of lines up. Two things are different: his last name is Okelley and under the Book column, it says Original.

His son, Mackey O'Kelley, was born July 1892 in Alabama when Edward was 17.

His son, Daily Amorn O'Kelley (another one whose name has has multiple spellings), was born March 3, 1895, in Haleyville, Winston County, Alabama.

His son, Alfred Willis O'Kelley (my great-grandfather), was born Jan. 8, 1896 in Alabama.

His daughter, Elizabeth O'Kelley, was born May 1898, in Alabama.

His son, George W. O'Kelley, was born May 1899, in Alabama.

The 1900 census shows he was still living in Newburg, Franklin County, Alabama. Now, he's listed as Irvin D. O Kelley with a different birth year: 1873. By now, he's 26-ish and has been married for 9 years. His place of birth is listed as Alabama. His father and mother are both listed as being born in Georgia. His occupation is a farmer and they rent their home. By now, we know he's never been to school. He can read, but he can't write.

A few years later, his daughter, May O'Kelley, was born in 1907, in Mississippi, so in that 7-year span, they've moved from Newburg to somewhere in Mississippi.

The 1910 census shows us they moved to the Burnsville Precinct in Tishomingo County, Mississippi. His name is still Irvin D. Okelley (although whoever transcribed it to an online record recorded it as Irian), married to Nancy E, and kids: Daly (age 16), Alfred W. (age 14), Effie (maybe Elizabeth-age 12) J., another name that I can't make out (I'll have to wait until I go back to the library, but they're 11 and male), George W. (age 7), Rebecca (age 5), and May (age 3). We have another change here. He's listed his father as being born in Kentucky. I'm not sure how you get Kentucky confused with Georgia, but whatever. He's still a farmer and renting his home.

In 1913, his son, Herman O'Kelley, was born in Alcorn County, Mississippi so one of two things has happened: 1) they moved again or 2) the county boundary lines moved. I haven't researched this so I don't know which one is the case.

On May 18, 1917, the Selective Service Act was enacted and Edward was one of many Americans to fill out a draft card. This is another interesting document. He's listed as Ervin David Okelley, married to Nancy Elizabeth. His DOB is Oct. 23, 1874. Their address is 10 Corinth, Alcorn County, Mississippi. These draft cards are cool because they provide physical features. Edward was tall with a medium build, had blue eyes, and grey hair. At 44. The other interesting feature is that it lists he has one eye. Needless to say, he wasn't sent off to war. Remember how the census stated he couldn't write? He obviously either learned or just knew enough to sign his name: E. D. O'Kelley.

The 1920 census shows he's still living in Alcorn County, Mississippi. The west end of the 4th district, to be exact. In this census, he's listed as Irvin O Kelley Sr because now there's a Jr. At this point, Irvin Sr. is 45, Nancy is 50, George is 16, Rebecca is 15, Rosie Mae (nickname??) is 13, Pearline is 10, Jr is 8, and Herman is 5. Alfred is *ahem* boarding with a family and will eventually marry one of the daughters. Irvin/Edward's father's birth place is now Alabama (I'm thinking at this point he's just pulling random states out of his head). He's still a farmer, but this census doesn't say whether or not he owns his own property. I'm guessing he's probably still renting (see the 1930 census). Everybody but Jr and Herman can read and write so Edward learned at some point.

On August 5, 1921, Herman died.

The 1930 census has him listed as Ervin D. O'Kelly. He's renting the home and is still farming. He stated he could read and write so that's his story and he's obviously sticking to it. He's gone back to saying his father was born in Georgia, though (you see why this can start becoming a pain to research???).

In 1934, he died as Ervin Dewey O'Kelly and is buried with his wife, Nancy, at Holly Baptist Church in Alcorn County, Mississippi. His date of birth is listed as 1871.

After seeing all the evidence, what do you think? What was his real name? When was he actually born? Where the heck was his father born?? His father, by the way, is a vital connection for me because it's a vague possibility HIS father is the Rev. James O'Kelley and if that's the case, I'll be able to trace the whole O'Kelley/O'Kelly line back to Ireland. Which would be very cool. We'll see. For now, I obviously have some holes to fill, but that's the fun of genealogy research.

Monday, June 19, 2017

Summer Fun Reading List

One of my favorite things to do is read. I remember being a kid, sitting on my bed with books scattered everywhere, completely immersed in a good story. I read everything - Sweet Valley High, 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, Ramona Quimby, Superfudge, Stephen King books, Nemesis (my first Isaac Asimov book). These days, it's harder for me to find the time to read as I did back then. Too many things pull me away from my books whether it's something to do for work or simply the pull of Facebook. Summer break and a forced convalescence have given me back some of that time. I've been able to actually enjoy reading again. I'm back to reading everything, but this time, I have a small goal. I want to read Pulitzer Prize books. For the next few weeks, I'm still reading my other books, but I'm throwing in a Pulitzer Prize one. I figured I would be able to get through the ones from the past decade so here is my list:

2017 - The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead
2016 - The Sympathizer by Viet Thanh Nguyen
2015 - All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr (I'm reading that one now)
2014 - The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt
2013 - The Orphan Master's Son by Adam Johnson
2011 - A Visit from the Good Squad by Jennifer Egan
2010 - Tinkers by Paul Harding

After that, I may do a theme reading. Remember all the characters from A League of Extraordinary Gentlemen? That would be a good theme - reading the books those characters were based on. We shall see. The nice part is that I can read without feeling as if I need to take notes which is refreshing.

Saturday, June 17, 2017

Teacher Summer PD Resource

I just completed my first year of teaching high school English. During the year, I spent time planning, grading, lamenting, crying, drinking, and sleeping in various proportions depending on the time of year (does inadvertently becoming an amateur wine connoisseur count as teacher PD??).


I had a lot of OMG moments - good ones, bad ones, and ugly ones. By the end of the year, I was a wet mess and couldn't wait for it to be over. 


The other interesting emotion I had was panic. It's all over! I had so much more to do! So much more to teach! How could I have fixed things?? I have failed as a teacher!! Oh, the horror! Within the first few days of summer break, however, that feeling blissfully passed away and I was in full teacher summer break mode. 


Now, I'm in that wonderful state of being where I'm not panicked and I'm not dreading the upcoming year. I'm looking forward to setting a new classroom up, and piecing together some of the things I'll be teaching this next year. I can reflect on my first school year without going into a depression. I can read articles without a sense of dread. I can watch videos and be inspired. Speaking of which, one of my favorite video resources is Teaching Channel. A colleague from my CREP days at the University of Memphis introduced me to this website and I have found myself going back again and again (you're my hero, Sarah Brown Wessling!!).  Teaching Channel has every video you can imagine and I look at a ton of them. I don't even limit myself to English or high school. Most of the videos you watch on this site can be adapted to your particular grade in some way. AND they also have a place where you can add and save notes for any of the videos so you can go back and review. 

It IS summer break, though, so I also have lots of time to stay in my jammies, sleep until 10 am, binge-watch Netflix, eat whenever I want, and read books that I don't have to make notes in. Here's to enjoying summer break in all its unstructured bliss!



Saturday, June 10, 2017

The Many Shades of Student Loans

Many moons ago, I bought a house with my now ex-husband. By the end of that first year, our mortgage had hopped from one bank to another to another, like a hot potato. That was the world of financing – juggling money to make more money.

Fast forward to today. I currently don’t have a mortgage, but I do have student loans. A few years ago I realized I needed to go back to college in order to be able to make it on my own. Grants, scholarships, and many loans later, I am now a high school English teacher. Not a bad trade-off, right? Currently, some of my student loans are being serviced by FedLoan Servicing and others are now serviced by Navient after they’ve been bounced around a couple of times (like a mortgage). So far, I haven't had many issues. The customer service has been very cooperative in helping me navigate payment plans as well as answering any questions I've ever had about my student loans. However, Navient has received its share of complaints over the years and recently has been involved in a lawsuit for negligence and unethical practices - not exactly the type of behavior that inspires confidence in a loan holder (Google them). That was in January.

Today, I received a note from Navient stating that the Department of Education was transferring my loans from Navient to FedLoan Servicing. A safe assumption would be that action is a direct result of the pending lawsuit. So now, all my loans are under one loan servicer that has had its own share of complaints (yeah, Google them, too).

I’m not sure what all that means outside of conjecture. I’m assuming all will be made clear here in the next few months. On the one hand, it’s nice to have all the little loans combined under one umbrella and away from the craziness of what is now Navient. On the other hand, I’m not entirely sure I trust that umbrella.

Why don’t I transfer them all to a private loan, you ask? Well, the main reason is a neat little program called the Public Service Loan Forgiveness Program. If I make regular payments on my loans for 10 years as a teacher (some restrictions apply), then the remainder of the loan will be forgiven at the end of that 10-year period.

THAT is all getting ready to change under the new leadership of Betsy DeVos. The forgiveness program is getting ready to go away along with some other major changes to student loans:

The $1.3 trillion student loan problem facing Betsy DeVos

Also, the Public Service Loan Forgiveness Program has had its own share of issues, one of which involve lack of clarity on whether or not your particular job qualifies for the loan forgiveness program. This issue wouldn't be much of a problem except that it's rearing its ugly head after participants have already been approved and have been certifying each year:

Student Loan Forgiveness Program Approval Letters May Be Invalid, Education Dept. Says

All of this combined doesn't exactly inspire confidence in the system. My hope is that the loan forgiveness program is stepping aside to make room for a new and improved loan forgiveness program of a different name and that everything will settle down soon. If not, I predict a lot of banks are going to be receiving an influx of student loans with the promise of lower interest rates and a more stable environment – me included.

Wednesday, June 07, 2017

Hysterectomy Adventure

A few years ago I noticed some pain in my abdomen. Now, I’ll be the first to admit that I typically ignore aches and pains these days. I’m 44. Random aches and pains have been part of my life for a while. But for whatever reason, I noticed these pains even though they had probably been around for quite a while. It wasn’t cramps, although it did feel a little cramp-y. It wasn’t severe pain. It was just simply a dull ache as if my body was saying, hey! You’ve got a little something going on here. Turns out it was fibroids and they had made home in my uterus for a lot of years, multiplying like little tumorous rabbits. The pain slowly increased to the point where I realized they were going to have to be evicted somehow. Since I had so many of them, my doctor suggested a full hysterectomy. I was fine with that since I didn’t plan on having any more children anyway. This was the fall of 2016, my first year of teaching high school. Over the course of the next few weeks, I made plans, appointments, and eventually came up with a date for the surgery: May 30th, the Tuesday after school was out for the summer. The date was far enough in the distance where it didn’t really seem real. Life went back to normal.

About a month away from the date of the surgery, I started getting a bit concerned. I had never really had surgery outside of an emergency C-section almost 20 years ago. I had never been put out completely with anesthesia and for someone who has a bit of trouble giving up control, that was a bit of an issue. Then I did the worst thing possible. I started Googling it. DON’T DO IT! the discussion boards screamed. YOUR DOCTOR IS WRONG! *sigh* I read about all the horrific things that could happen before and after surgery. Even my nurses were jumping on the band wagon, lamenting that my body will look old before its time. I quit Googling. I got a haircut. For bravery.

The weekend before the surgery was the first weekend after school let out. I had a bunch of friends over for cards and we had a great time. It was the perfect distraction. Sunday was pretty quiet. I worked my second job delivering pizza. Monday was spent vegging. We ate a quiet dinner and I went to bed. I wasn’t allowed to eat or drink after midnight which was just fine with me as I had to get up at 4:30 anyway. That next morning, I packed, looked at my coffee pot in longing, and my boyfriend drove us to the hospital. I had bathed in Dial soap, I was lotion-less and makeup-less. I did wash my hair.

That day was a bit surreal. I checked in and we waited until it was time for me to go back and get prepped. I had to wipe myself down completely with antiseptic pads, clean out my nostrils with some type of antiseptic iodine (gross), and crawl into the traditional backless gown. And wait. We talked. We laughed. We left the TV off. They set me up on an IV. One of the nurses explained that the nose cleaning thing was part of long-term research, looking at ways to cut down on bacterial infections (cool!). The doctor came in to chat and gave me the disclaimer – all the things that could go wrong. I listened with half an ear. I figured since I was already on the table, I was pretty committed anyway. I wonder if anyone has ever backed out after hearing about all the bad things that could happen during surgery? The two nurses came back in, told me they were putting something in my IV to help me relax and proceeded to wheel me out of the room. I’m on my back, idling looking at the ceiling, watching the fluorescent lights float by, and that's where my memory stops.

My memory comes back when I’m in my room. I have no memory of the surgery, of course. I have no memory of the recovery room. I first remember my parents and Bryan walking in, talking to each other and talking to me. The surgery was over. I was now minus a uterus and two ovaries and the scar tissue that had built up over the years from my C-section incision was now cleaned out. I have a nice, even horizontal scar that stretches from leg to leg.

Day 1 post-op: Wednesday. That first day was a a blur of nurses coming in and out, checking things, administrating medication, and me chatting with Bryan. Mom and Dad left after a while. I had some pain in the beginning, but they got it regulated pretty quickly. It was nice and hazy and cozy. The room was huge. Bryan was impressed with the size of the bathroom. The TV had horrible reception. The nurses were friendly. At some point during the day, I realized I was on a catheter which was weird. I had never been on one before and it was odd not having the sensation of needing to go to the bathroom. A nurse occasionally came in and emptied the bag and if it weren’t for my seeing that, I would never know I had urine going out of my body. After about an hour or so of being in my room, they came in and removed the monitor once my vitals were stable. I have no idea what Bryan and I talked about.

By the time night came, I was a bit more aware of things. I was able to talk to the nurses without sounding drunk.

By morning, I was attempting to sit up and eat some actual breakfast – oatmeal, yogurt, and some juice. The plan was to get me out of bed and moving around. They removed the catheter about mid-morning and by mid-afternoon, I was up, going to the bathroom on my own, eating solid foods even though I still didn’t have much of an appetite. I was sent home that evening, with a binder for my waist, prescriptions for pain meds and a stool softener, a patch on my arm that gave me the hormones I was now missing, and the cool yellow socks they issue (a friend says I am now officially part of The Yellow Sock Club). I had been advised by one of the nurses to not pick at the glue on my incision. It was a little bit unnerving knowing that my incision was held together by glue and dissolvable stitches on the inside of my body. I was a bit panicked that first evening – what if something went wrong? I no longer was under the safety of the hospital where if things went badly, I could have the nurses and doctors right there to fix it. We made it through, though. I tried eating some soup, just enough to get something in my stomach for the medication. I crawled into bed and slept through the haze of pain medication. I really was happy to be back home. 

Day 2 post-op: After about three doses of the generic equivalent of Percocet, I'm done with it. It makes me feel as if my head were detached from the rest of my body and I don't like that feeling at all. I stop taking it and instead start taking the generic Tylenol-3. Much better. I feel like my couch is going to have a permanent butt-print on it. I don't feel like doing much other than watch movies on TV. I’m gassy and gurgly which I’ve been told is actually a good thing because that means my gastro system is functioning.

Burning question of the day. What happens to that gaping blank space where my female innards used to be?? Turns out that my bowel takes up a lot of the space. So basically, I’m even more full of shit than I was before. haha

Day 3 post-op: Friday. I’m still eating foods that are easy on my system – soup, things like that. Breakfast has been oatmeal or yogurt. Bryan gets take-out from Dixie café and I'm able to get some mashed potatoes, turnip greens, squash, and black-eyed peas. I’m still drinking a ton of water along with some cranberry juice. He had brought me some coffee that morning and I was able to drink half of it. By now, my stomach has been rumbling so much that I fear I’m going to have the Mount St. Helen’s version of a bowel movement at some point soon.

Day 4 post-op: Saturday. I’m reading my books, playing around on my computer, and watching TV. I have a new appreciation for high-fiber foods. I’ve been able to poop little poop nuggets at this point. I’m feeling pretty good. My incision was a little achy, but I haven’t had to worry about any adverse reactions to the Tylenol-3 or the stool softener. We watched the Nashville Predators game that night (Go Preds!).

Day 5 post-op: Sunday. I'm not able to go to church, but a couple of my church buddies stop by afterwards with some altar flowers which made my day. They're beautiful. White hydrangeas. One of the parishioners had a wedding there the night before and typically the flowers are always left for the next morning.

Day 6 post-op: Monday. While everyone else is at work, I’m looking forward to a week of Netflix binging and guarding the couch. Today is my first day eating REAL FOOD. Pizza. That was the best thing I had ever put in my mouth. I ate two pieces and a couple of the little mini-cupcakes that Bryan brought over. He’s been the best care-taker.

Day 7 post-op: Tuesday. I’m paying for the pizza. But it's worth it. My gastro system is obviously working. Today is follow-up day, one week since the surgery. The doc is happy with my progress and how my incision worked. The nurse removes the tape that was on either side of my incision. She pops a small blood blister that had formed through a part of the glue (ow!). I mention that I have a bit of restless leg syndrome at night and that I had a bit of diarrhea. Both are part of the healing process, nothing to worry about. He says I'm free to drive a little if I want to. That seems a bit soon for me so my plan is to wait until the beginning of the third week unless I just had to go somewhere. Luckily, I live in town so everything I need is a 5-minute drive away, tops. He encourages me to walk as much as my body would allow. We go to Arby’s for lunch and I can eat about half of my food. I spend the rest of the day relaxing on my back patio. I hadn’t been wearing the binder since I got home, but I did use it for the first time that night and slept like a rock. I think I’ll probably continue to wear it to bed for at least the next week.

Day 8 post-op: Today-Wednesday. I have regular bowel movements (you don’t realize how much you appreciate those until you’re not able to have them), I’m no longer on any type of pain medication, and I’m on hormone therapy. Hormone therapy was another hurdle to jump over. I’ve heard opinions from both camps on this and yes, I Googled it, which was another mistake. Don’t do it! they screamed. I stopped Googling. My plan is to stay on hormones for a few years until the time that my body would naturally go into menopause and then start weaning myself off of the hormones at my doctor’s direction.

Here on out, it’ll be continued recovery, but so far, so good. I don’t miss having a uterus. I don’t miss having ovaries. I do wish the doctor had sucked out some of the fat while he was in there, but whatever. I have another battle scar on my stomach which is fine. It’s just a physical thing and I never really worried too awful much about what my body looked like. I'll wear it with pride. As long as I’m able to walk and do the things I want to do, I could care less. I’m thrilled the surgery went well, I’m thrilled I’m recovering well, and I’m looking forward to enjoying my summer break in a way only a teacher can enjoy it.

Saturday, March 25, 2017

Lesson Gone Wrong

For those of you who have worked with me before, you know one of the things I constantly do is reflect. Where did I go wrong? What could I have done differently? What worked and gave me that giddy holy-crap-they're-really-getting-it feeling? What could be improved? What? What? What? I'm constantly asking myself these questions as a first-year teacher. What can I do to improve myself going into the next year of teaching? I constantly am on the lookout for websites that will help me hone my craft of teaching. One of my favorite ones is Teaching Channel. I can watch a video and see how another teacher approaches a concept, the tools they use, and the techniques they implement in the classroom for student engagement. Teaching Channel recently began a new series called Tchr's Cut and I just watched the first video. I love, LOVE this series already. Veteran teachers are discussing what goes on in the background of the videos posted on Teaching Channel and provides us with a look at the sometimes dirty business of teaching. This series makes me feel wonderful as a first-year teacher because I know that even veteran teachers make mistakes. None of us are perfect, but we are all looking at becoming better teachers. My favorite thing about this series is being able to see these veteran teachers reflect on what worked, what didn't, and how they can improve their teaching in future lessons. Here's the link:


This first year of teaching has been a series of dramatic highs and lows for me and I'll be the first to admit that I'm mentally counting down the days until summer. However, I'm also encouraged that even though I have been frustrated, even though I have felt I haven't taught students well, even though I sometimes feel like a total failure as a teacher, I also know that I'm looking at these experiences through the lens of a new teacher. I've been praised as a teacher who has done very well for a first-year teacher, that I work well with my consulting teacher, that I show a positive attitude in wanting to better myself as a teacher, and I have good relationships with my students. This fall I'll be starting a new phase of my teaching career which really excites me. Here's to the next few years of my teaching adventure!

Monday, March 13, 2017

Spring Break

Today is my official first day of spring break. 

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I count it as the first day because it’s the first day where I’m supposed to be teaching and it’s very obvious that I’m not. Instead, I slept until 10. Drank my coffee at an unaccustomed slow pace. Ate my Cocoa Pebbles as if I had all the time in the world. Watched Netflix. I’m still in my pajamas. 

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Don’t hate. I’m actually trying to force myself to do this. My brain wants to plan for next week when we’re back in class. I want to look at lesson plans, peruse education articles online, and organize my teaching files on my laptop.

What I AM going to do this week, instead, is read fun books, play video games (Rocket League is calling my name), stretch my writing muscles again, stretch my physical muscles again (I haven’t exercised in an embarrassingly long time), crochet, play on my piano, and do all the things that I don’t have time to do during the school year. I might even clean and do laundry. But that’s at the bottom of the list.

Enjoy spring break if you're on it!




Saturday, January 21, 2017

What the Twit??

The inauguration is over. The Trump voters have spoken while the rest of us continue to speak. Across America, citizens are marching for their voice and the voice of others – immigrants, the Black Lives Matter movement, women for women’s rights, planned parenthood, access to birth control. While I don’t condone the violence that’s erupted over the last 48 hours, I do condone voice. Our voice as Americans is part of what makes us who we are as a nation. My fear is over the next four years, our voice is going to be slammed down at every opportunity. While the Trump administration can’t stop us from having a physical voice, they apparently can be more successful in stopping our virtual voice via social media, more specifically Twitter. The National Park Service has been banned from posting tweets as are all Department of the Interior bureaus. Posting anti-Trump tweets on a government site now that he’s President shouldn’t be allowed. I do get that. What I don’t get is a sweeping mandate stopping all Twitter activity until further notice. On one side, maybe it’s so proper training can be given to those in charge of the various Twitter accounts – “don’t post negative things about the President”. I really hope that’s the case because on the other side, the Trump administration is setting up a dangerous precedent for what would be a direct violation of freedom of speech from the very office that’s sworn to protect it. 

Sunday, January 01, 2017

2017 New Year's Resolutions

I love the beginning of a new year. Everything’s new and fresh. You get a chance at another start. Plus, I like making lists so it's my chance to update my resolutions list. 

Here's an edited version of my 2016 resolutions with a little thought into how I'm going to update them for 2017:

1. 2016 - Keep up with my resolutions. Score! I did it. So for 2017, I’m keeping that resolution.

2. 2016 - Lose weight! Well, this one is a little harder to gauge because somewhere between the move to Mom and Dad’s house and in the move out of Mom and Dad’s house into my condo, my scale has up and disappeared so I really don’t know how much I weigh. It’s actually been a bit liberating not knowing for sure how much I weigh and so this year’s resolution may be a bit updated. For 2017, I want to be sure I take care of myself – walk for the health benefits of it, do some light yoga for the health benefits of it. Eat well, but in moderation. If I happened to lose weight because of it, yay! If I don’t, then I’ll still feel healthy. I’m still not 100% sure I’m going to go out and buy a scale…

3. 2016 - Fun read more! I failed miserably at this one. I think I have read fewer books this year than I have in my entire life. So for 2017, I have my Goodreads book goal set to 100 books as you can see in the little box to the right there towards the bottom of the page.

4. 2016 - Manage my time better. I feel like I did better some days with this one than others. I’m getting better at it, though. It’s been a slow process. For 2017, I’m going to continue to try and manage my time better, but forgive myself on the days when I don’t/can’t. 

5. 2016 - Relax. Let’s just say it’s a work-in-progress. I feel like my ability to relax correlates to my ability to manage my time. For 2017, I’ll just keep trying to relax more and forgive myself when I don’t. 

Now that I’ve edited my 2016 goals to match my 2017 goals, they need a little re-ordering. 

1. Relax!
2. Manage my time better.
3. Read more.
4. Take care of my body.
5. Keep up with my 2017 resolutions.

Done! I like keeping my resolutions to just five because if I add more to it, then they're less likely to get done and more likely to get lost in the business of the year. Now, off to work on item #1...



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