Showing posts with label school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label school. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

heart shaped candies and icicles

Snowflakes are kisses from heaven.  
-Author Unkown


Holy blizzard batman!  Missouri is now experiencing some crazy weather, much of which will not be hitting St. Louis too badly, but schools closed early yesterday (yeah, it's weird to have real snow days now that I am back in school) and may be closed tomorrow too.  Not only that, but the weather stations are preaching on the dangers of leaving your home and the stores are bare on eggs, milk, and bread (for some reason people believe they can survive any storm with these three essentials).  So basically we are hunkering down next to the fire and riding out the storm with hot cocoa and some yummy home-cookin'.

It's nice that we are house-sitting (again!) for Uncle Tommy & Aunt Susie and watching Sydney & Trey.  I have to admit Sydney is self-sufficient and Trey just needs someone to make sure he eats and doesn't invite all his friends over on a snow day.

Before I start talking about my exciting first week of school, I have to post some adorable pictures of the serious puppy love I have witnessed lately.


Penny & Buffy are practically sisters.


And Penny & Marley aren't always at each other's throats.


We even saw some deer in the woods behind my parent's house.  They were so beautiful, Bambi & her momma.

School has started!  I have to say I am loving the homework.  I am sure that point of view may change as the stresses of life set in, but for now I am enjoying it.  My classes, well aside from Music Theory which is as difficult as always, are so inspirational.  I came home from the second day of classes beaming.  I told Aaron that I was more inspired in one of my education classes than I ever was in any of my musical theater classes.  

The program is so positive and I am excited to start my observations at the schools and learning how to help those students with special needs within a standard classroom.  Throughout my conservatory training I was constantly reminded of the struggles of living the "actor's life" and the sacrifices one MUST make in their daily life to "make it" in theater.  I was looked down upon when I got engaged, got married, and voiced my desire to have a family and a home life.  Not only that, but the support system is very political and lacks the important foundations I needed to feel supported and happy.

Now that I am in education, a profession that certainly did not come out of the blue as my parents are both educators, I truly believe I have found my calling.  I am inspired and excited to get certified and receive my Masters so I can start sharing my gift and hopefully inspiring kids to pursue music the way they choose.

Class was fun, I feel a little out of place in my music classes as some of my classmates are a few years younger than myself, but overall everyone is nice and very supportive.

In my favorite class, Foundation of Education, we were given this poem at the end of our first class:
You are the molders of their dreams,
the gods who build or crush their young beliefs of right and wrong.

You are the spark that sets aflame the poet's hand,
or lights the flame of some great singer's song.

You are the god of the young, the very young.

You are the guardian of a million dreams.

Your every smile or frown can heal or pierce a heart.

Yours are a hundred lives, a thousand lives,
yours the pride of loving them and the sorrow too.

Your patient work, your touch make you,
the gods of hope that fill their souls with dreams,
to make those dreams come true.

-Clark Malenhoff
Des Moines Register


And then it was time for Jordan's birthday party!  We went over to Becky's, Sydney and I a little earlier because Aaron was busy promoting Better Life products all weekend at Costco.  We got there a little later than everybody else so the girls were dying for us to get there and play with them.  


Aaron and I gave Jordan her very own unicorn pillow pet!  She loved it so much she told her mommy she was going "night-night" and proceeded to get a blanket and pretend to sleep.


Charlotte was even awake for a little while.  She loves her mommy.


After a while, Jordan and the girls got their pillow pets together and rode them around.  Jordan couldn't quite figure hers out, but she sure looked adorable pushing it around the kitchen floor.

We had a wonderful time and then had to get home early for school the next day, a new one for me, and we were all pretty exhausted.

So now we are drinking some cocoa and watching the news while we wait to find out if school is cancelled tomorrow too.  Crossing our fingers!


Sunday, January 23, 2011

students, start your engines!

The whole purpose of education is to turn mirrors into windows. 
 ~Sydney J. Harris


Tomorrow I go back to school.  It seems strange to say that again as I was not planning on saying it for the rest of my life after I finished my undergrad.  I am nervous, excited, and ready to be on my way towards getting certified as a Missouri educator and becoming a Music Teacher.


I am getting a Masters in Education with Specialization in Vocal Music.  In other words, I want to become a music teacher in a grade school much like the school I attended when I was young.  My music teacher inspired my love of music and helped shape the voice I was gifted by God.  I cannot wait to step foot in my own classroom with eager, young voices ready to learn and love music in their individual ways.

After a hectic week and many, MANY phone calls from Grandmama & Opa directing us what to do in light of the disasters and snow I am ready for things to calm down.  My poor husband has been putting up with my high stress levels and I am sure at one point or another I looked much like the woman below.


But, as he always does, he calmed me down and helped me relax.  I am a worrier and am working on living in the moment and not stressing about events the next hour or day or week.  As always, I am grateful for my patient and loving husband's comforting presence even in the most stressful moments.


So wish me luck as I embark upon this journey of education and continue to follow my ever-changing dreams.  Thanks be to God for helping me see my true calling.