Well, here you go: some before/after shots of my new haircut/color that my dad affectionately dubbed “skunk hair” because of the blonde panels I had put in underneath. And I somehow magically look a lot tanner in the “after” pictures, even though I swear I’ve had no major sun exposure lately or faked it through makeup. …
Tips for Surviving Your First Year of Teaching {Part One}
In celebration of my very last school day as a first-year teacher, I have decided to share some of the vast amounts of wisdom and experience I’ve gleaned (let’s be honest–mostly from my own mistakes). And, to make it even more exciting, you get to hear one for every week of school I’ve taught …
Tuesday Tell-Something
Judging by the fact that I got home from the school at about 8:15 PM tonight (almost six HOURS after the dismissal bell rang), you are not going to get a Tuesday Tell-ALL today. However, I will tell you 3 things: 1. I finally finished grading the last of my students’ book projects. For the …
What Does Memorial Day Mean to You?
What does Memorial Day mean to me? Perhaps not surprisingly, I found that it means a lot of things: It means the gathering of family at cemeteries, to remember those we love and miss. I love how the photo below shows the bringing together of posterity that happened because of one truly great man: my grandfather. Even …
First Harvest
With some things, I have an extraordinary amount of patience (like with 12- and 13-year-olds, apparently). However, when it comes to other things, such as learning new skills, finishing books, and now, waiting for my own vegetables to come to harvest, I’m not. So when I found out that there was a vegetable that …
Ironic
I find it funny that now, during one of the most exhausting and stressful weeks of my life to date, I am reading Walden each night before going to bed. Why is this funny? Well, if you’re unfamiliar with Walden (which 90% of the phlebomists at the plasma center are), it is the part-philosophical, part-memoir account …
Tuesday Tell-All
*Warning! Warning! I am one massive, writhing, fatigued stress-case today, and so if the various parts of my post don’t add up to make some kind of holistic sense, you can blame the fact that I’m 6.5 school days away from being finished, and I’m out for blood due to some misbehaving students. *Just thought …
In Which I Dance Alone and Not Alone
So some journalism students at my school put out a newspaper each month to the whole student body, and somehow or other, I seem to end up in every issue. Maybe it’s because the social dance class I teach twice a week is a hot debate (is it awesome? is it lame? is it mortifying?), …