It got me thinking about my favorite teachers.
Why were they my favorites?
8th grade science
She made the idea of asking questions and finding the answers interesting
She taught us to follow directions
That sounds remedial...but I had never been taught that before.
Teacher's Assistant in 2nd grade
She listened to me about the reading group I was in and let me switch
8th grade History and English
The first time we ever had in class discussions
or autonomy to select projects to work on
8th grade drama
she valued our opinions
and let us make choices
She had the most experience with Special Ed.
and had so many practicle applications for teaching
He was so passionate about education
it was infectious
He taught us it was more important to understand and intrerpret for yourself instead of listing what all the experts believed.
It is interesting to see that 8th grade and college were the two times I had the teachers I liked the most.
Were they so inspiring because they loved their subject matter? Had a passion for their students? Created and environment that fostered exploration?
This one had a swim party on Friday.
And turned 11 on Saturday.
This one had a karate party on Saturday.
And turns 6 on Tuesday.
And this one was just along for the ride because it is/was not his birthday this weekend.
I can't believe I have an 11 year old.
Or that my baby is 6.
Or that I have 3 boys...somedays.
I mean, it is believable
because they are, like, right there
(homeschooling= right right there all the time)
I'm reaaaallllly glad there wasn't an entrance exam for getting to do this job
because I am not sure I would have passed.
I mean...11 is half way to 22.
I feel like I should be imparting some serious wisdom
Maybe this is all the wisdom I'm going to have to work with.
Most days that = pretty good.
Some days that = yipes.
1. Got up at 5:30 to clean the house.
2. It is 9:24 and I feel like it should be quitin' time.
3. Taking the kids to the pool today...it is finally an easy thing to do that doesn't feel like we are moving to the pool...but mearly visiting it.
4. Did this lo about Max as a scraplift of Ryeagmom over at Two Peas in a Bucket as part of a Pub challenge.
5. Max is getting way more face time in my scrapbooking than the other guys.
6. The poleroid thing: I drew it on an overlay, cut it out and then painted the back of it.
7. Yes...that was easier for me than figuring out how to do it digitially.
8. Drowning in e-mails and stacks of stuff.
9. The computer is not cutting down on my paper. It is just making me have less time to manage all the paper in my life.
10. What are you doing for Father's Day?
I got to kiss these little piggies
when I went home to NC
for a long weekend.
My niece, Madison.
The nice and very talented ladies
over at The Creative Therapy Blog
asked me to participate in their challenge this week.
A lo about thanking someone.
I actually did a LO
about a Thank You I received.
Who would you thank?
Who has thanked you?
Alex and Dad are playing a vintage video game!
Vintage = my youth.
back in my day
we had only a joystick
and 5 games
and everything was pixelated
and we liked it.
I was awesome at Ms. Pacman
before they made it super fast.
Not awesome at the super fast version.
Or that table version they only seemed to have in pizza places.
I was awesome at the standing up
Were you awesome at any "vintage" video games?