May 8, 2007
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DAY 2 at “X” School.
You must be wondering what happened on DAY 1, since it is evident that I didn’t account for it. Well, ladies and gentlemen, for the rest of the week, I will be somewhat “volunteering” my time at “X” school to do what you thought those useless TAs that stood at the back at the classroom and did nothing and were good for nothing are doing: observe. I will be observing how the school system runs, because my teachers college program demands that I do so.
So uh, anybody want to tell me why I need to observe 40 hours of highschool time, when I, myself attended highschool for four consecutive years once upon a time?
However, what is interesting is that I got placed in an Alternative Education class in first and second period, and for those that are not familiar with “Alt. Ed.”, it is different than “Special Ed.” because I don’t work with students with mental dissabilities, but perhaps social and academic dissabilities. And to make it clearer, they are usually labelled as the “trouble makers/delinquents/failures”. What a shame.
Let me tell you, I like it in there. Those students are unbelievably hard working, polite, they maybe give attitude once in awhile, but nothing horrible that I haven’t seen yet. I work with a girl name C. She is the only girl in that class. Mr.M tells me that C’s been giving him alot of problems. I can see why, but her and I are working out pretty well. It’s frustrating as Mr.M and I were talking, that we know that these students are so bright and that they are capable of many things, but they don’t take it into their hands themselves to make it happen. It’s frustrating beyond belief, because there’s only so much a teacher can push a student. They have to first see it in themselves.
I think what caught me off guard yesterday, was when C was hanging out with her friends in the halls, and she caught a glimpse of me and didn’t hesistate to yell out — “Hi Miss!!!!”. She could’ve easily turned her head and ignored me and stayed cool just like any other student, but she didn’t. I wonder if she realizes my purpose. I wonder if I am creating a change already — perhaps, a change in her?
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Mother’s Day.
Oh my god. It’s Mother’s Day again. It wouldn’t be such a hassle if I had a good relationship with my mother and I know exactly what she likes. And I’m tired of buying her pots of flowers that she doesn’t even take care of. It’s like that movie “How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days”, she lets those flowers die like how Matthew McCoghnehey (sp?) lets the love fern die. I’m tired of having those flowers symbolize my relationship with my mother!
So, what are you doing for your mom this Sunday? Suggestions? Comments?
Comments (3)
i asked her what to bring when i fly from dc. she said a bush.
hey! my mom’s a paid TA for the slower learners in high school (not special ed).
Yah, I never know what to do on Mother’s Day. This year the planning was very last minute. I took her out for a late brunch.