Hump Day – Week 1 of Internship


Hey Guys!

Sorry for the silence, but the internship doesn’t allow me much time to actually get to blogging during the day and I am too tired to do it at night.  I know, excuses, excuses.

So I am on day 3 of the first week.  So far there aren’t kids – per say – we had some freshman and then the sports students running around this week, but no ‘teaching’ yet.  I did get to teach some of the staff how to use Office 365 (THANKS GOVERNMENT JOB!!!!) as PWCS are all switching to that this year.

My mentor teacher is AMAZING.  Like.  AMAZING.  I love her.  She is brilliant, kind, nurturing and hilarious.

Today is an inservice where we have to go to another school for training.  I am very lucky that I am starting this semester because I get the low down on the beginning of school, I get training – a lot of training – and the culmination of this experience is Christmas.  I mean hello.  Christmas.

But, it’s August.

So I have 16 weeks of this semester, and I am already almost through week 1.  My teacher is also so nice that she is letting me take Friday off so I can prepare as much as possible.

I take over the class on September 15.  I should say classes.  I will be teaching 1 AP 11th grade English Class, and 2 regular English Classes.  I’m not really nervous about the regular ones, but I am kind of scared about the AP one.  I mean how do you teach kids who are most likely going to be smarter than you?

Also… dress code.  I am going to have to be the skirt and shirt police.  Great.  How am I supposed to tell girls that the skirt is too short, when it’s their cheerleading uniform?  Eep.  I’m sure the words will come – but they won’t be eloquent.

I have a massive unit project I have to do to get through this semester, and while I am going to have more than enough time to prepare, I am worried that it will flop.  Like a belly flop.

I will start out with a pre-assessment, then go through the unit with formative assessments, and then culminate with not a test, but a Multigenre Research Project.  I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS.

Since it is for the Revolutionary Period of Literature this is how I saw it going:

  • Pre-assessment Quiz:
    • 10 questions on the period of the revolution (Historical and Literature)
  • Formative Assessment 1:
    • Create a pamphlet (like Benjamin Franklin did) to persuade others to your side of an issue
  • Formative Assessment 2:
    • Vocabulary Quiz on terms regarding this time period
  • Formative Assessment 3:
    • Research sources, notes, and outline of project
  • Culminating Project
    • Multigenre Research Project and Presentation

Each item will come with a grade, 0-100, holding a certain percentage like this:

  • Pre-assessment Quiz – 0%
  • Formative Assessment 1 – 25%
  • Formative Assessment 2 – 15%
  • Formative Assessment 3 – 25%
  • Culminated Assessment – Project 25%/Presentation 10%

Or something to that effect.  Any teachers our there that would like to give me some advice are more than welcome to!

The running is still going.  I am trying to do something active everyday, whether it be  run or something else.  I ran the past two days, and plan on 4 miles this afternoon, with a Workout DVD tomorrow.  I might run 8 miles today and then 4 miles on Friday to shake out my legs for Saturday’s long run.  We shall see how I feel.

Well that’s all I got folks!

Marine Corps Marathon Training – Week 9


Week 9/18

  • Monday: Rest Day
  • Tuesday: 4 Mile Run – 49’56” – 12’29” pace
  • Wednesday: Rest Day
  • Thursday: 4.20 Mile Run – 44’00” – 10’29” pace
  • Friday: 3.10 Mile Run – 35’34” – 11’28” pace
  • Saturday: 11.5 Miles – 2:27:43 – 12’51” pace
  • Sunday: Rest Day

Monday: I had orientation part 2 on Monday for the Student Teaching.  I was running around like crazy afterward trying to get all the chores done before having to go to therapy so I ended up not working out.  I had time at the end for a short workout, but decided against it.  I am trying to follow my training plan which states rest on Mondays.  Ugh.  Does anyone else feel like a fat cow on Rest Days?

Tuesday:  Woke up at 5:15 am got up and took care of the dogs and then set out for 4 miles.  I am not sure if my mind needs reconditioning or if the fact that I have gained so much weight is killing my pace.  I am going to go with both.  I am trying not to care about finish times and more about finish lines, but it’s so hard when I ran a half marathon at a 10’22” pace just last November.  Oh, how the mighty are falling.

Wednesday : I just didn’t care.

Thursday: I cared some, just not enough.

Friday: I tried to care?

Saturday: I had planned on 16 miles, and actually set out on the parkway, with all intentions of doing the whole damn thing.  Did it happen?  Nope.  I got to 7 miles and decided to turn around.  Then I got to 11.5 miles and called my husband to pick me up.

Guess what children?  I need to go farther than that for a marathon.  Let’s hope Week 10 is better.

Mileage: 22.80 Miles

Last Day


Today is my last day at my current job of being a Systems Engineer.  I walked through these doors in December 2009 and didn’t know what to expect or how to be.  I was so afraid of being laid of or not having an idea of how to do my job, that I kept my mouth shut, my filter up, and my head down for the majority of the first few months.

That quickly left.

I grew up here.  I made friends here.  I loved it here.  There were problems along the way – as there always are – and I worked through them.  It wasn’t until I realized that what I am doing is fine for now, but what I want to do is “over there”.  The “over there” is what I wanted to do originally, which is teaching.

I took a chance, grabbed it, and succeeded, not without failures along the way (Don’t get me started on the Praxis II… bitch of a test).  I maintained a 4.0 GPA through the entire program up to this point, I have recommendations from all of my professors that are glowing to say the least.  I have a great mentor teacher that I will be learning under for the next 15 weeks.  I have the world at my fingertips.

But I am sad.

At the Sub in Norfolk, VA. (L-R) Jason, Myself, Shery, Grace, TK.

I learned so much from these people, and formed such beautiful friendships, that now it makes leaving so much harder.  When I started this journey of switching careers, I didn’t really have a person – let alone people – to connect with.

That changed.

I’m desperately trying to convince myself that these people will only vanish if I let them vanish.

I sit here, tears behind my eyes at this point, a lump in my throat, and an unsettled nature in my stomach as I leave this behind.

If you are a coworker and you read this blog, I love everything you have done to mold me into the person I am now.  You have touched my life in such ways that I can’t even begin to form into words.

I love you, I thank you, I admire you.

Goodbye, my friends.

Things I Found On The Internet


Since my job is winding down and I don’t really have much to do at work, I’ve been really going hard (that’s what she said) on scouring the internet for anything that will keep my interest.

First.  Someone buy me this mug:

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It’s not only adorable, but functional.  It has TWO handles.

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Will Smith and DJ Jazzy Jeff REUNITED.  The performed at a Las Vegas party or something, and my life was made.

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I actually came upon this quote when I was just looking through pinterest, but it was like the pinterest God’s KNEW I needed to read it, because it popped up on my feed 9 times.  NINE TIMES.  This is what happens when all the people you follow, also follow everyone else.

 

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Marine Corps Marathon Training – Week 8


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Week 8/18

  • Monday: 4 Miles – 46’34” – 11’39” pace
  • Tuesday: Rest Day
  • Wednesday: Rest Day
  • Thursday: 5.8 Miles – 1:08:37 – 11’55” Pace
  • Friday: 3.1 miles – 34’27” – 11’06” pace
  • Saturday: Rest
  • Sunday: 5.55 miles – 1:10:14 – 12’39” pace

Mileage Total: 31 Miles

Monday’s 4 Miler – I woke up at 5 am and got this done.  I know.  I’m shocked too.  It was pretty good.  I was actually happy with everything about it – including pace.  I knew I was going to have to slow it down a bit because 26.2 miles is a lot.  s

Tuesday – REST DAY

Wednesday – Unplanned rest day.  Missed morning run, no time this afternoon.

Thursday’s 7 Miler –  5.8 Miler  – ugh

Friday’s 4 Miler – 3.1 – because I suck

Saturday’s Rest Day – because I was hungover

Sunday – 5.5 Miler – because 16 wasn’t going to happen

 

Bad week.  On to week 9.

Suicide and Why The Word Needs to Go Away


I was given this article from a coworker, and frankly, had to share.

It’s from a Christian perspective, but the least judgmental thing I have read since the passing of Robin Williams.

Moratorium on the word suicide, please.

To quote the “Barefoot Pastor”

Cardiac disease can be a terminal disease if left untreated.  And sometimes, even when treated, it still kills you.  The mechanism by which it kills you is heart failure.  You have no choice.  It’s never called suicide, especially not if a person has done everything “right” – eaten healthy foods and exercised etc.  Family and friends of someone who dies of cardiac disease get sympathy, not shame.

So too mental illnesses can be terminal diseases if left untreated and, even if treated, sometimes are too powerful to heal.  The mechanism by which some mental illnesses kill you is suicide.  Suicide is how an illness kills, not how a healthy person kills.   People who commit suicide because of mental illnesses are no more at fault for their deaths than people who die of heart disease are for theirs. Their family and friends also need only sympathy and not shame.

Mental illness is a big spot of debate in this country from various religions.  If left untreated, it can be as dangerous as cardiac disease.

Bipolar disorder makes me feel like a ticking time bomb sometimes.  I feel like the slightest thing could set me off into a downward spiral.  I am already the queen of self loathing, and wish beyond a measurable amount that I could, for once, see myself as the way others see me.  The way my husband sees me.

When I was untreated and barely holding on – even in recent years – while putting on a mask and being the person I thought I could hide the most behind (including on this blog at times) the thought and contemplation of ending my life was a possibility.  I lacked the key component of actually acting on it, but the idea of freedom from this mental anguish, and physical pain of bipolar disorder and depression seemed like the light at the end of the tunnel.

Now that I am working through things, like my medication and therapy it’s hard to imagine that hole I was in.  But that’s the key.  You need to be treating this instead of stigmatizing it.

We should have better drugs for mental illness and more research going to it, over how to grow your eyelashes longer, or solve the problem of erectile dysfunction.

Mental illness, to me at least, is like an infection, like a cancer that just eats away at you.  It can just be as deadly as both of those things, and suicide is not the real persons choice, but the diseased person’s killing.

Weight Watchers – Week 4


 

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  • Loss/Gain: – 0.8 :-D
  • Meeting Topic: Tracking Activity Points Values

I didn’t really listen so much to this meeting, because I already track AP values, and I felt that I knew what she was saying already.  BUT I did earn my 4 week key chain!

The next one is 10% and I want to meet that by September 30th – which just so happens to land on a Tuesday.

I wasn’t good this past week, so I am really focusing this week.  I am really going to focus on what I am eating and work towards staying with in my points and earning APs.  I would like to stay green for the week, and really that’s my choice.  So here we go!