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Going the Unconventional Route

Rooster has always been the kind of kid who marched to the beat of his own drum…both literally and figuratively.

Things haven’t changed much now that he’s away at college.

He spent the first week and a half bored to death.

With few friends and two of his suitemates in the band, he didn’t have anyone to do anything with.

Rooster is a bit introverted and isn’t known for socializing.

However…

That changed when he branched out and took a chance.

We suggested that he look into joining a fraternity.

Not because we wanted him to get the “full” experience of college, but because we wanted him to make connections.

On his own, Rooster decided to look at Farm House and BYX (Beta Upsilon Chi).

BYX stands for Brothers Under Christ and is pronounced “bux.”

Both fraternities are known for their non-drinking stances.

BYX, though, is an outright Christian fraternity.

Although the organization doesn’t have a full charter (or something like that) at Auburn, the group is working on it.

Rooster went through Fraternity Rush week and by the end had himself a bid…

From BYX.

The group is serious about keeping its members focused on Christ’s teachings, and the new pledges were immediately put into small groups.

They were also added to group text messages and receive multitudes of messages every day inviting them to do things with other “brothers.”

When we saw Rooster last weekend, he gushed about his new group of friends.

Chicky even commented on his Facebook wall, saying she was proud of her “Brudder.”

Well, this Mama is too.

Rooster purposely sought out other young men who share his faith in the Lord and serve a risen Savior.

At a time in his life when he could be going wild and crazy…away from home for the first time and free from my apron strings…he is making very good choices.

I’m extremely proud of him and grateful for answered prayers.

The following picture was posted by one of the guys in the fraternity.  The pledges had to get a picture of the entire pledge class atop the roof of one of the famed buildings on the campus with a certain other building in the background.

I guess you could say “Mission Accomplished.”

In my mind, this saying has many meanings.

Just One of Those Weeks

Oy!

I had every intention of writing, but alas, it’s 11:50pm, and I just got finished lesson planning…for lessons through Wednesday!

I spent nearly eleven hours at work (yes, I did type that correctly), got home in time to grab dinner with the Mr., showered, and then sat down to prepare lesson plans.

I did not even turn on the television, and that’s saying a lot.

It took a while for the lesson planning mojo to kick in, but I finally got a good idea…self-titled “Song Lyric QAR Carousel”…and still need to prep quickly when I get to school in the morning.

BUT, my Smart Notebook file is ready, so I’ll have something to follow, and the kids will have something to look at.

The rest of my week involves meetings every day, professional development, and more lesson planning.

AND, I’m leaving early Saturday morning to drive down to watch Chicky play soccer.

AND, I’ve got another assignment to complete for my online class.

Sigh.

I will catch up on my blog reading…

Eventually.

I will catch you up on news around here…

If I can catch my breath.

Perhaps tomorrow I’ll get the rest of my lesson plans finished for the week.

And then maybe…just maybe…I’ll be able to write more detailed posts…

And share pictures.

Keep your fingers crossed!

A Short Delay

Hello World…

I had such a fantastic weekend, followed up by a cram session on Sunday in which I quickly (yet thoughtfully) pieced together a lesson plan for Monday, that I had little time to blog.

Forgive me.

I have tons to share (bet this doesn’t surprise you), but the Hell’s Kitchen finale that I DVR’d last week awaits me, and…well…I’m just too darned tired to write.

Upcoming posts will include details about my new yards (front and back), my weekend in Auburn (holla, Rooster!), and my reflections about Week 4 in the classroom.

Loads for you to look forward to.

I’m sure you cannot wait.

(Humor me.  I need it.)

In My Element

The Mr. and I took a little trip.

I left all of my work at home.

To get in the spirit, I got all dolled up…

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We drove. Well, actually the Mr. drove while I slept.

A reunion was had, with me hugging my boy (getting some love while checking to make sure he’d been eating).

We ate dinner and walked around campus taking in the sights…

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My heart swelled with joy as I listened to Rooster describe meet-ups with friends, his new fraternity brothers (more about that in a different post), and life, in general.

We even saw his messy room. He’s kept his promise and not made his bed since we moved him in.

After depositing him at his dorm (he had a frisbee game to get ready for), we pondered what to do.

We decided to catch a soccer game…

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Tomorrow we will arise early to head back to the campus for the first home game.

I am completely in my element!

Such an Exciting Life

My life pretty much runs in the following fashion now that both kids are away at college:

Wake up at 0’dark 30

Try to inspire sixty+ students to stretch themselves academically and socially

After ten hours of work, depart for home and spend another four hours working on lesson plans that will inspire aforementioned students

Once per week, run to Walmart to buy goodies for the football players I adopted as a way to inspire them to stretch themselves academically and socially

Spend fifteen minutes smelling hand soap because I have no children to run home to

Eat dinner…out somewhere because I’m vegan, the Mr. is a carnivore, and I don’t cook

Try to motivate myself, with whatever’s left in me, to complete assignments for a stupid online class that I don’t think I should have to take because I ALREADY MASTERED THE CONCEPT OF HOW TO WRITE A LESSON PLAN while I was writing lesson plans to motivate sixty+ students to stretch themselves academically and socially

Clean up dog poop twice because an older dog can’t hold her poop as long anymore and we’re in the throes of getting our yard fixed and can’t let the dogs out in the back to poop on their own

Read a few chapters of a book that is AMAZING (book review to follow soon), trying to hurry because I actually motivated a couple of students to stretch themselves academically and socially during a book talk I gave about said book which they now want to read

Play on the iPad that I bought but don’t get to use very often because I’m too busy doing all of the above tasks and have no time except at 12:30am when I should be resting up because I need to get up early so that I can inspire sixty+ students to stretch themselves academically and socially

Turn out the light around 1:30am and pray I will not sleep through the alarm so I don’t miss another opportunity to…

Well, you get my drift.

Try not to be a hater of my tremendously exciting life.

Are You Ready for Some Hodgepodge?!!!

Hidy ho neighbors!  It’s Wednesday, which means that it’s time for the Hodgepodge!  Joyce has cooked up some fun questions, as she always does each week!  Play along.  Meet new friends.  We don’t bite!  I think.

1.  ARE YOU READY FOR SOME FOOTBALL?  The NFL is back in action along with all the college teams.  Are you a fan?  Who do you root for?  If you’re not a fan what do you do while the rest of America watches Saturday, Sunday, Monday night, and now Thursday night games?

I love football…namely college football.

Betcha can’t tell which team I root for?

Still in the dark?

Well, let’s just say that the “Auburn” in my blog name doesn’t stand for the color of my hair.

WAR EAGLE!!

By the way, I’m taking 1/2 day off from work on Friday so we can drive up to Auburn to visit Rooster and catch the first home game!

Woo Hoo!

2.  What’s something I’ll always find in your closet?

Shoes.

I love them.

I often blog about them.

It’s high time I purchased a new pair.

Thanks for the reminder!

😀

3.  Share one of your earliest memories.

I promise that what I’m about to share is as true as true can be.

I remember pulling up in my crib, looking out, and seeing my mom come into the room.

I even remember something hanging above my head…my mobile.

Do I remember my days spent as a babe?  Nope.  I just have that one memory, and it’s as clear as day.

No wonder the Mr. stays in the doghouse so much.

I don’t forget many things.

4.  What circus act best describes your week so far?

I’d say it’s a toss up between the lion tamer (imagine me and sixty teenagers each day) and the trapeze artist, trying to balance the many, many responsibilities in my life.

I think I make a better lion tamer than trapeze artist.  Balance isn’t something I’m very good at.  Thankfully, I have a very understanding family.

5.  What’s a food you disliked as a child but you love now?

I can’t think of something that I disliked way back when that I actually developed a taste for as an adult.  I’ve always hated Brussels sprouts, liver, and sweet potatoes, and to this day, I cannot stomach even the smell of them.

6.  Describe your summer in three words.

Restful, joyful, relaxed

7.  Where were you on September 11, 2001? Will you do anything special to mark the day this year?

I was on my way to my hairdresser to have my highlights redone.  I’d stopped at a convenience store to pick up a soda, heard someone mention something about needing to get to a TV, and then heard the news on the radio as I continued my drive.  While I listened to the radio, the second plane hit.

I pulled into the parking lot of my hairdresser’s place and sobbed.

I’d just lost my dad the previous April and was grieving very heavily and, I suspect, suffering a bit from depression.

All I could think of was the family members left behind.

I collected myself, kept my appointment, called in to my children’s school to make sure they were alright, and then ate lunch at the school with them when I was finished getting my hair done.

It was a horribly surreal day.

I am thankful, though, that God spared me from seeing the news as it hit the Today Show, which I ALWAYS watched after dropping off the kids at school.  If I’d seen bodies dropping from those windows, I don’t know what I would have done…given the amount of grief I was already experiencing.

With me being a teacher, I did honor the day by showing my students two short videos about 9-11.  I tied them into my QAR (Question-Answer Relationships) lesson.  My students sat, transfixed, throughout the videos.  They asked a few questions, and a couple actually remembered being picked from preschool.

8.  My Random Thought

I am so excited.

Today is the day when the lawn company the Mr. and I hired back in July FINALLY begins work on my yard.

We originally had to wait a month to allow for two applications of industrial-strength Roundup to kill everything that was in the yard…weeds and all.

However, Florida has received so much rain since July that we had to wait…and wait…and wait.

The company had to apply a third application to the front yard because my weeds had started growing back!!!

I called yesterday, and they told me that they will begin work today!  They expect the job to take a solid three days.  The company works 7am – 7pm.

They are going to regrade the back yard…remove at least an inch of dirt to level things out so water won’t come onto my porch every time we get a heavy rain.

The front yard will get new sod and all new plants for two flower beds.

To say that I’m psyched would be an understatement.

I’ll post before/after pictures when the job is finished.

I’m What???

Keeping with the theme of Midol and all things feminine in my previous post, I thought I would mention a little conversation that I had with my good friend Barb the other day.

Now, you’ve gotta know that Barb is a couple *cough* of years older than me.

She’s been teaching since the cavemen were around as well.

*cough*

So, when she talks about young people, she means people in their early 20’s.

We’ve got a few new teachers this year, and among them is a young one.  And when I say young, I do mean young.

This teacher is eager to please and a lot of fun to work with.

Did I mention that the teacher is young?

Like fresh out of college young?

Yeah.

So Barb, when contrasting said teacher’s age to, say, mine, called me…

Are you ready for this?

MIDDLE-AGED.

Did you read that right?

Yeah, you did.

My ears did a double-take!

Really?

I’m middle-aged?

Like, seriously?

I was like, “Seriously, what in the world makes you say I’m middle-aged?”

She was like, “You know…since you’ve raised your kids and all.”

Ok.  I didn’t really know what to say, so I dropped the conversation, but it stuck in my head.

Now, I know I’m all of 42 and almost a half, but really.  Does that mean that I’m middle-aged?

I mean…middle-aged people are OLD

And FRUMPY

And OLD (yes, I know I said this).

They are so NOT cool, and I know that I TOTALLY am.

Besides that…Lord willing, I don’t think I’m even halfway done living my life yet, so I can’t possibly be middle-aged.

Now Barb, who is a couple *cough* of years older than me might be middle-aged, but I sure as heck aren’t.

And that’s my story…and I’m sticking to it.

By the way, I hear senility is the first sign of middle-age-ness.

Hmmm…

The Height of Creativity

What do two teachers, who’ve spent thirteen hours at work, decide to do when they run into a bit of a snafu while dropping a car off for repair late at night?

They do what all good teachers do.

They improvise.

With a little ingenuity, Barb and I managed to subvert the dealership’s attempt to lessen their workload (by not leaving envelopes for owners’ keys) and used a Midol box, which I found in my purse, Post-It notes (also found in my purse), and her ponytail holder to fashion together a key-holder…

I’m thinking that someone is probably going to get a good laugh out of this in the morning…

And that Barb might get her car fixed a lot more quickly than she otherwise would have.

After all, you don’t mess with a woman who’s out of Midol…

Or two teachers so full of creativity.

😀

While You Sit There Working…

…I was sitting here waiting…

…and waiting…

Gambit seriously thinks I need to stop working so much and play a little more.  I’m sure he’s right.

Reflections from Week 3 of Year 3

I had another great week at school, even though some of my students completely let their hair down and began showing more of their…um…”personalities.”

We finished up with our textbook mapping / text features unit, and I assessed my students.

Most of them did a terrific job on the three page exam, although I did hear them gasp when I pulled out the text packets that part of the test was based on.  They didn’t realize, at first, that I wasn’t actually testing them on the twenty chapter pages but was, instead, testing them on their ability to pick out headings, subheadings, etc. from the packet.

Poor babies.

😀

I had my students complete exit slips on their way out the door…answering three questions:  1)  Did you feel prepared for the test, 2) What could Mrs. AuburnChick have done to better prepare you for the exam, and 3) What could you have done to better prepare for the test.

The slips were anonymous, stuck on my closet door as they walked out, so students felt free to share honestly.

By and large, the consensus was that I had done a great job preparing them.  Only a couple of students mentioned that I could have given them the answers to the test.

Really?

Yeah.

Good sense of humor is what those students have!!

I was amazed to read their answers to the third question.  Most students said that they could have studied more.  A few said that they could have taken more notes.  One student said that he/she should have spent less time being social.

😀

One student said he/she could have come to school to get the notes.

That gave me pause to think.  I should have been more proactive about that child getting the notes.  I learned something about my classroom routine with that answer and will work to rectify that for the future.

Still, most of my students made As and Bs on the test, so I was pleased.

We are now beginning to move into QAR country.  We will probably spend a couple of weeks on it.  I’m working on those lesson plans now.

I continued to work hard on making connections with my students but blew it one day when one of my gals got very angry with me.

I’ve learned that when a student, who also happens to be an athlete, refuses to follow procedures, a quiet whisper about contacting the coach is all that’s needed to cure the behavior.  My student, however, grew very angry with me.

I didn’t email her coach, choosing, instead, to follow the discipline procedure I’d outlined to the class.  My first step was conferring with the student, and I told her so.

As we talked about what had happened, she told me that I’d disrespected her by telling her not to talk to me.

Now, I know that I probably said this in the middle of her interrupting my classroom instructions, but I apologized instead and told her I would try not to allow that to happen in the future.  I also told her that I could have been nicer in my request to have her stop talking.

She was gracious to forgive me, although I knew that I’d taken a few steps back in that relationship.

Still, I knew all was truly forgiven when the next day, after school, she saw me and said, “Mrs. AuburnChick, you can take a picture of me now.”

See, I’d taken pictures of my students wearing caps and gowns on the first day of school, and she had not liked her picture.  Well, on that particular afternoon, she was getting ready for volleyball pictures, so she was suited up in her uniform.

She was proud, let me tell you.  She also knew that I’d attended one of her matches a week ago.

As she smiled, she told her friend that I was her favorite teacher.

I was so surprised and asked, “I’m your favorite, but don’t I annoy you?”

She said that I do, sometimes, but that I’m still her favorite teacher.

I’ll add that picture to the picture frame that sits on a desk just inside my classroom.  The picture frame plugs in and runs a slideshow of photos I’ve been taking since the beginning of school.  I regularly add the pictures I take of classroom activities, so she knew that her new picture would become a part of the slideshow as well.  The students LOVE watching as their photos show up in the frame.

My third class of the day continues to befuddle me a bit.  Their inattention is growing, as is a few of my students’ determination to not follow the procedures I’ve put into place.

They do not like my quiet signal at all.

By Friday, I’d had enough and explained to that class that the procedures would remain in place, and we were going back to square one.  We then practiced the “Signal, please” procedure MANY times.  I had to wait a number of times for certain strong-willed students to put their hands up in response to my directive.

We will get there.

However, there was some disrespect going on, so I went to step 2 in my discipline system…Think Sheets…which require students to acknowledge their actions in writing.

As I grabbed the stack, students grew very quite.  They thought I was writing discipline referrals.

😀

Four of my students completed the think sheets while the other students were occupied with other activities.

I am a determined woman who will not allow this class to walk all over me or each other.

Learning gains will happen in this class because of the measures I’m going to take to ensure that students do not interrupt the learning process.

Oh, and before I end this week’s reflection, let me share a story with you.

During first period on Thursday (or it could have been Friday), one of my students was having trouble finding a personal connection with the book 13 Reasons Why.

As I tried to help my student understand that the book is about a teenager who commits suicide, I began to share why I had connected with the book.

I told them the story about a girl in my seventh grade class (I believe that this was the grade we were in) who committed suicide.

As I described the events of the day, time seemed to freeze in my room.

I was taken back to that day, and I think I took my students on that journey with me.

My story was so sad, and I’ll admit that by the end, I had tears rolling down my face.

One of my students…a sweet young man I taught last year…grew very concerned and said, “Now, Mrs. AuburnChick, don’t be doing that.”

He is a gentle soul who cannot stand for people to be upset.  He doesn’t handle sorrow very well (a trait I saw last year when I showed a political cartoon about 9-11 and the Twin Towers).

I finished up my story by explaining that everyone has a hard time with life sometimes but especially teenagers.  I encouraged them to talk to someone if a friend told them they were considering suicide.

I finished the discussion by telling my students how much I loved teaching because I remember what it was like to be a teenager…the angst involved…and how I wanted desperately for them to succeed despite their circumstances.

And that was my personal connection to the book.

My student didn’t have any trouble writing down a connection after that.

It was quite a teachable moment, let me tell you.

The funny part (yes, there was one) came when the student I’d taught last year said, “Mrs. AuburnChick, I’ve never seen you cry.”

I was surprised and asked if I didn’t cry last year during his class (which was one of my more difficult, by the way).

He said, “Naw…you didn’t cry.  You just ruled with an iron fist.”

I just had to LOL…literally laughed out loud at that comment.

Sweet child…honest reflections of his own.

Thus finished my week.

Next week promises to be a bit stressful as I have Open House, lesson plans to write, an assignment to do for an online class I’m taking, and material to prepare for a substitute who’s coming to fill in for me on Friday afternoon (more about why later).

Please say a prayer for teachers everywhere.  We continue to be treading water…doing our best to keep up with the demands of paperwork, teenage emotions, and our own personal lives outside of the classroom.