shoe tie-er
tear drier
nose wiper
ponytail repairer
encourager
hall monitor
math instructor
learning assessor
laundry folder
casserole baker
gas pumper
four square referee
swim team booster club member
bill payer
.....and there's still 40 minutes left in my day
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
The Waiting Room
Waiting rooms can be a bit awkward: sitting next to or across from strangers, not sure where to look, avoiding eye contact. We were "blessed" to be able to sit for an hour and a half in such a room this week.
Seventh grade is a grade in which booster shots are needed, and since the new school year came up so quickly, of course I had to scramble to get San in for his shots. Other seventh graders apparently were in the same boat.
This found us sitting together in said waiting room, San looking down, me looking around, but not looking in one place very long.
Then there was music. We couldn't really place it, until one seventh grader suddenly picked up her purse. She looked up and glanced around the room, only to see all of us staring at her. Her eyes went back to her purse, her fingers fumbling with the zipper. "Oh my gosh, the ZIPPER'S BROKEN," was her frantic cry as she worked to quickly silence the music.
Finally, the zipper budged. She grabbed her phone, clicked the button, put the phone to her ear and walked out of the waiting room. There was silence again. But a quick glance around the room revealed knowing smiles, since we all at some time or another had been in this exact circumstance.
But the silence was again suddenly broken by a young male voice:
"All I gotta say is she is NOT my sister!"
Then peels of laughter.
And for that brief moment, all of us strangers enjoyed a small, shared moment. It was adorable, fun, and relieved a lot of tension.
And it was something worth writing about.
Seventh grade is a grade in which booster shots are needed, and since the new school year came up so quickly, of course I had to scramble to get San in for his shots. Other seventh graders apparently were in the same boat.
This found us sitting together in said waiting room, San looking down, me looking around, but not looking in one place very long.
Then there was music. We couldn't really place it, until one seventh grader suddenly picked up her purse. She looked up and glanced around the room, only to see all of us staring at her. Her eyes went back to her purse, her fingers fumbling with the zipper. "Oh my gosh, the ZIPPER'S BROKEN," was her frantic cry as she worked to quickly silence the music.
Finally, the zipper budged. She grabbed her phone, clicked the button, put the phone to her ear and walked out of the waiting room. There was silence again. But a quick glance around the room revealed knowing smiles, since we all at some time or another had been in this exact circumstance.
But the silence was again suddenly broken by a young male voice:
"All I gotta say is she is NOT my sister!"
Then peels of laughter.
And for that brief moment, all of us strangers enjoyed a small, shared moment. It was adorable, fun, and relieved a lot of tension.
And it was something worth writing about.
Tuesday, August 09, 2011
Excellence
I know I've said it before, and I've gushed too much about the people I work with, but I'm going to gush some more.
These past two days our school retreat has been taking place. It's a time when we as a staff get together and focus on our theme for the year. Sometimes the theme is specific, like focusing on standards or data, but this year our focus is Excellence. We were given a card with a quote by Brian Harbor, and I am going to display it in front of my desk so I see it every day:
"The pursuit of excellence is not to be a quest for superiority, and is not about competition or about outstripping others (which is usually done for one's own glory or significance, or for the praise or applause of men.)
Instead,
SUCCESS means being the best.
EXCELLENCE means being your best.
SUCCESS, to many, means being better than everyone else.
EXCELLENCE means being better tomorrow than you were yesterday.
SUCCESS means exceeding the achievements of other people.
EXCELLENCE means matching your practice with your potential.
~Brian Harbor
I'm pumped. Looking forward to see what a year of excellence can do!
These past two days our school retreat has been taking place. It's a time when we as a staff get together and focus on our theme for the year. Sometimes the theme is specific, like focusing on standards or data, but this year our focus is Excellence. We were given a card with a quote by Brian Harbor, and I am going to display it in front of my desk so I see it every day:
"The pursuit of excellence is not to be a quest for superiority, and is not about competition or about outstripping others (which is usually done for one's own glory or significance, or for the praise or applause of men.)
Instead,
SUCCESS means being the best.
EXCELLENCE means being your best.
SUCCESS, to many, means being better than everyone else.
EXCELLENCE means being better tomorrow than you were yesterday.
SUCCESS means exceeding the achievements of other people.
EXCELLENCE means matching your practice with your potential.
~Brian Harbor
I'm pumped. Looking forward to see what a year of excellence can do!
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