Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Glass is the book that follows Crank. It continues with Kristina/Bree's story of her struggle with the monster. Reading this book has been a very eye opening experience for me. It has made me so afraid of drugs, and in some ways sex. In this book she believes she is in love with this boy. But to me it seems like they are just using each other to get off. Then when the other is gone, they just get it from someone else. I never want that to happen to me. I want every part of my life to be filled with love and true wanting. Whether it is sex or simply just watching late night t.v. I really felt sorry for the girl in this book. I wanted to reach inside the story and shake her. I wanted to beg her to step out of herself for two seconds and look at the mess she has made. However I know that even if I did do that, she would never be able to see what I can see. This book has really wrapped me in its crushing arms and has really made me think. Not only think about what I can do to help people like her, but also think about choices I have made that brought me close to the same fate. It is interesting to see how a happy life can be shattered in one kiss, one hug, or even one word. Ellen Hopkins did a great job at showing this to her readers.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
In both periods there have been some students that have been talking when they are not supposed to be, or when I am talking. I would much rather let them talk, and have them think I am the “cool” teacher. However, I know that I need to enforce the rules the same way the regular teacher would. Every time I have had to ask a student to stop talking or get them back on task it puts me out of my comfort zone. Hopefully that feeling will pass in time, and it will come easy to me. When I see my teachers do it, it looks so easy. I know now that it’s not that way. I really have to assert my self and not let them walk all over me.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Some days I do wish I had a nicer car. My boyfriend has a 2000 white Camaro with some very nice accessories, and his car makes me quite jealous. However, I really appreciate my little Nissan Altima. She has really pulled through and been there for me. Sure she has her problems, but the Camaro does to. It seems to me that the problems on the Camaro are more expensive than my problems on the Altima. I know I should not complain. At least I have a car when some don't. At least my car works and is not just sitting in my drive way. Even though my car has stuggles and gives me a massive head ache, I still love it and will continue to take the best of care for it.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
I have had a great experience these past few days. A lot of what I am doing is what I expected but I never thought I would feel the things I do. The first day was the most nerve racking. I was so scared although I am not sure why. I was introduced as Miss. Reynolds and did a few odd end things like running to get things or taking role. I sometimes find it a little frustrating that I do jobs that maybe a teachers aid would do. When I feel that way, I step back and realize that that is part of the process and I need to accept it. I have made a very good connection with the first teacher, Ruth, but it has been much harder to feel that same way with Sari. I find that Ruth is egger to show me something or tell me how she does things. However I have to push my self with Sari. She is much more passive and I have to ask all the questions and ask for things to do. Because it is a studio class there is a lot of work time, so I have to fill up my time with something. I do think it is still fun. I have learned a lot from both teachers, even if I am asking all the questions. I hope that I will be able to be good at the things I am taking over. I also hope that the students will get more comfortable with me being there. I am sure that they are still not quite used to it.
My work place is quite messy because they are both art studio class rooms. That does make it hard for me to know how to dress. There is a lot of work time which I like and don’t like at the same time. It is nice to be able to walk around the class room and talk to the kids, answer any questions, or just observe them. Also, work time is a great time to talk to the teacher about any questions I have for them. I take notes and while they are teaching a lesson I may jot something down and ask them about it when they are done. It is hard for me to get comfortable in my work place simply because it is my school and these are students my age. I really enjoy being in that situation, however weird that may seem. I like the challenge of getting out of my comfort zone. I am so used to working with little kids because of all my little brothers and sisters; I need the experience of working with teens.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
This is a very moving book. Among the Hidden is a book about a time in the close future when our country became too poor. The president came up with a law that stated that families were only allowed to have two children per family. This way there would be enough food to go around so no one would starve. Even though this law was in place, there were still families that went a head and had more than two. Most only had one more, but a few had two extra. The children that were born after the first two were called shadow children. Mothers had to give birth to them in their homes as not to be found out. The family could never talk about their secret brother or sister and the shadow child could never leave home. In this book, the first in the series, the story focuses on a boy named Luke and his fight to freedom. Now, I know this sounds like a depressing book; sometimes it is. However, with the way that it is written, you get so wrapped up in the story that you don't notice the sadness. Instead you cheer him on as he crosses the field for the first time. You anticipate what will happen between him and Jen, and you grieve with him when he hears the news of her death. You feel for the character. Often I would find my self wondering what I would do in his situation, I don't have an answer. The book ends with Luke leaving home, under a fake I.D., to join an all boys school. A suspenseful ending that goes hand in hand with the rest of the book.