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Wednesday Hodgepodge – Positivity the Best!

I’m loving the Hodgepodge questions this week!  As always, kudos to Joyce for organizing this fun meme each week!  Hop on over to her blog and link up!

Oh, and before I forget, I wanted to give a shout-out to Super Sis.  Today is her 40th birthday!!!!!  She’s such a beautiful woman, on the inside and out, and she’s the best “seester” a person could ask for.  Love you, Sis!!!!

1.  What is ONE thing or area in your home or life you hope to report is completely organized when 2013 draws to a close?  Do you  have a plan to make it happen?

It’s funny you should ask this question.  On Monday, as I was putting freshly-washed linens away, I realized that my linen closet is a DISASTER!!!  So is the closet in one of the bedrooms.  I was thinking that I really need to clean them out.  I think I’ll either do this during Spring Break, in March, or during the summer when school is out.  If I wait until the summer, Chicky will be home and maybe, for a small price, will be interested enough to help.

😉

2.  What’s the worst uniform you’ve ever had to wear for a job?

The only job I have held that required me to wear a “uniform” was my clerk job at my local sheriff’s office.  We had to wear green polos and khaki pants.  I loathed ironing those polos.  I loathed walking around after work with the emblem of the sheriff’s office on my shirt.  The uniform was so uncreative and totally boring.  They changed the dress code policy shortly after I left.  Bummer for me.

3.  What was your last kitchen ‘mishap’?  This question comes to you courtesy of Betty who blogs over at A Glimpse Into Midlife…everyone go say hi to Betty!

Good one, Joyce!  I don’t spend enough time in my kitchen to have mishaps!  LOL!

The last biggie I can think of is when my kitchen sink had the worst clogged drain I’ve ever seen.  I poured all kinds of drain cleaner down that thing and finally resorted to taking the plumbing apart underneath the sink.

Yes, I’m stubborn.  I insisted on doing it myself rather than getting a plumber to come.  The Mr. doesn’t do household chores like that.

I was stupid, though, and didn’t think things through.  As soon as I removed the tubing, the entire sink full of acid/drain cleaner came pouring out…splashing onto my legs and burning me terribly.

It was horrible.

And gross.

4.  How do you protect yourself from other people’s negativity?

You know…I’m a fairly happy person.  Although I’m serious in nature, I also have a very goofy side.  I try hard to find the positive in things, so when I’m around someone who’s negative, I combat the negativity with positive words.  Nothing stops a conversation faster than smiling and responding in the opposite way.

5.  Who in your family do you most resemble (physically)? If you have children, who do people say they favor? Do you agree?

My dad passed away in 2001, and I didn’t know him growing up.  The pictures I do have of us once we reconnected when Chicky and Rooster were tots do not show a family resemblance.  I also do not look like my mom.  I think the stork brought me.

😉

My children, however, are obviously my progeny.  People used to tell me that Chicky resembled her father, and Rooster looked like me.

Now, it’s different.  Chicky is almost 21, and I’m told that she looks just like me.

Poor girl.

Actually, that could be good for me (see how I’m turning the negative into something positive?).  She’s gorgeous.  She looks a lot like Reese Witherspoon.  Although I don’t think I look like Reese, if Chicky and I look alike, then I sort of must be okay, I think?

Rooster looks like his father.

6.  January 8th is National Bubble Bath Day…will you be celebrating?

Seeing that January 8th was yesterday, I can say that I did not celebrate with a bath.  I did, however, take a very long hot shower after I got home from watching my students play basketball.

7.  Some of the ‘world’s best winter festivals‘ are – Mardi Gras (New Orleans), Quebec Winter Festival (Canada), Sundance Film Festival (Park City, Utah),  Rio Carnivale (Brazil), Sapporo Snow Festival (Japan), Venice Carnival (Italy) and the Harbin Ice Festival (Northern China).  Of those listed (and if cost were not a factor) which would you most like to attend and why?

I’d love to travel to Venice, so I’ll go with that.

8.  My Random Thought

I’d like to follow up on a story I shared a couple of days ago.

I told you about a sewing repair job I performed to fix a student’s sweat pants.

Yesterday, when he got to class, I told him that his pants were on my desk, and he could get them.

He looked at me incredulously and said, “You fixed them?  Last night?”

I responded in the affirmative.

He smiled a huge smile and…

HUGGED me!

I finished greeting my students (I have a routine of greeting them at the door as they enter), and when the bell rang, I walked over to my desk, which is very close to my student’s seat.

He told me, “Mrs. AuburnChick, they are perfect!”

“Well, not perfect,” I told him, “But I tried my best.”

“No,” he said.  “I can’t even see where the hole was!”

Needless to say, he was thrilled.

Ten minutes of work was so worth it!  This is another one of those teaching memories I’ll carry with me forever.

A Flawed System

Even though I had a good day, I’m feeling the need to vent a bit, so please bear with me.

I would really love to know who came up with an educational system that allows a child to make it to the 9th grade while only being able to read at a second grade level.

I’m not kidding.

I am an intensive reading teacher.

I have students who, for various reasons, cannot comprehend text well.

Their struggles have to do with learning disabilities, lack of a strong vocabulary, little practice in higher order thinking, and difficult home lives that don’t lend themselves to meaningful conversations, which has been proven to affect reading ability.

With that said, my current students are fortunate in that their reading levels are higher than the one described above.  However, I do know of students who fall into this category, so the issue hits close to home.

I am frustrated.

Why?

Because instead of doing what’s right for these students, which is to place them in special classes with students their own age and of similar reading ability, these struggling students are placed in mainstream classes.

Adding to the embarrassment of being unable to perform at the same level as their peers, they are described as “lazy” by some teachers.

Perhaps they aren’t lazy.

Perhaps they cannot read the instructions of assignments.

Perhaps the assignments are too overwhelming and need to be broken down into smaller chunks.

Perhaps they need accompanying pictures to help them understand the assignment parameters.

Perhaps these students need to be taught by teachers who are specially trained to balance their social ages with their academic abilities.

While I can sort of understand why students are promoted socially, it doesn’t, in reality, make sense as far as the students’ long-term success goes.

If students are constantly promoted, they’ll eventually graduate…without the ability to read job applications or solve problems by thinking critically.

Who loses out?

Ultimately, and most importantly, it’s the students in need of specialized teaching.

What’s the answer?

I don’t know.

I’m still new at this teaching thing and don’t envision ever transitioning into a position that puts me in charge of making these kinds of decisions.

What I do know is that it is teachers such as myself who are called upon to provide a meaningful education to such struggling students…students who are seven or eight years behind their peers.

It is teachers like myself who are left feeling very inadequate and unsure what interventions to use to best assist these students.

It is teachers like myself who carry guilt with them because they don’t feel that they are adequately serving the needs of ALL of their students.  While teachers are taught to differentiate instruction according to the learning abilities, styles, and personalities of their students, when there is a seven or eight year difference in skills…well…that is a very overwhelming task!

It’s not surprising that the system is flawed.

Most government systems are.

Why?

Because one size doesn’t fit all.

Because saving money is more important than doing what needs to be done to ensure that schools produce young adults who can confidently contribute to society.

Because it’s easier to talk the talk than to walk the walk.

Because it’s easier to sit in an office, far removed from a classroom, and make decisions about students who exist solely on paper.

Because it’s easier to make decisions from afar without really seeing the effect they have on those in the classroom.

THAT takes real work…real sacrifice…and I don’t know if the powers-that-be who make such decisions are willing to get down and dirty to do what it will take to fix a flawed system.

Stitched With Love

Today, when I dismissed my first period class, one young man dawdled behind everyone else.

He paused when the other students had left and asked, almost shyly, if I would teach him to knit.

I was quite surprised.

As you know, I have got an unofficial knitting group going at school.  Quite a few young ladies stop by my classroom during lunch and knit.  I have new “members” weekly, so requests for lessons are not uncommon.

What is rare, however, is the request coming from a male student.

Oh sure, I’ve had a few guys joke around, but none of the young men have been serious.

I told my student that yes, I would teach him to knit, and we proceeded to figure out when our schedules would allow for a lesson or two.

At one point, I asked him if there was something in particular that he wanted to learn to knit.

THAT was the magical question.

He explained that he wanted to learn to knit so he could fix something, and then he reached into his backpack and pulled out a pair of sweatpants.

Oh, these weren’t ordinary warmups.

They were the pair issued by his JROTC instructor.

He showed me a large hole that he’d gotten playing something…some teenage outdoor activity…during the Christmas break.

He explained that he was unable to turn in the pants until they were fixed.

Honestly, I’m not really sure the “why’s” of it, but all I knew was that I had a young man…very polite gentleman…in my room trying to solve a problem.

My heart went out to him.

I told him that the sweatpants weren’t knit, and that the hole would require a needle and thread…possibly a patch even.

His face fell…

Until I asked him if he would like me to try to fix the hole.

Then, he smiled and nodded.

He handed over the pants, and I asked him if he still wanted to learn to knit.

He hesitated before politely telling me that maybe, at some point, he would because it’s probably a valuable skill to have.

Smart guy, eh?

😀

When I got home, I got out my needle and DMC floss left over from my cross stitching days, and off to work I went…

It’s amazing how God prepares us for even small tasks.  My knitting experience, along with some of the seaming I’ve learned along the way, helped me piece together the fragments of fabric around the hole.

I tried hard to make it as unnoticeable as possible.

Although you can see where some “work” was done, overall, I don’t think the effort was for naught…

I stitched over the area twice.

Boys will be boys, and I don’t want the area to rip the first time my student takes a stroll or jog in the sweatpants.

I’m so thankful for the opportunity the Lord provided to be of more use than just teaching reading strategies.

I’ve said it before, and I will say it many, many times before I retire one year in the very-distant future…

Teaching is more than imparting book knowledge to students.

It’s so much about creating relationships that are grounded on sincerity and trust.

You can’t teach a child if he/she doesn’t know that you care.

In fact, I’ve discovered that the world, in general, operates this way.

People want to know that they are cared about, and they’ll move heaven and earth to be there for you in return once that relationship is established.

On a day when it was hard to get up with the alarm clock…the first day back to school after the long, two-week Christmas break, this interaction with my student was such a blessing.

I hope he knows that every stitch, as imperfect as they are, came from a heart that loves the charges I’ve been given to care for.

One Down, One To Go

Rooster left bright and early this morning, leaving one chicklet at home.

It was hard to see him go after he’d been home for about a month.

I don’t feel that I got to see him much, though, because I had to work two weeks after he got home, and by the time I got home each afternoon, he was out visiting with friends.  Then, after Christmas, he house/dog sat for one of his friends, which meant he only came home for a couple of hours each day.

At least he made some $$, but boy, was it hard only seeing him pop in every now and then.

Still, at least he was in the same zip code, and I could surprise him with lunch or Starbuck a time or two.

In less than nine hours, I’ll be bidding adieu to the other chicklet.

Sigh.

I hate this part of my children’s visits home, and I doubt that I will ever fully get used to it.

Nothing Random About It!

Yesterday evening, I received a phone call from Rooster.  He’s been dog/house sitting for his friend’s family while they’ve been on a cruise.  Thus, he hasn’t spent much time at home this past week.

His phone call instantly made me nervous because: 1) It came at 10:30pm, and 2) Nothing good usually comes from phone calls that late at night.

“Mama,” he said.  “I can’t find the mailbox key, and my wallet is missing too.”

Oh boy.

The family lives in a neighborhood that has the kind of mailboxes that you need keys to open.

The wallet…well…I could only imagine the difficulty in trying to get things replaced…especially since Rooster will be leaving on Sunday, and his college is in a different state.

Still, he’s misplaced his wallet before, so it was my great hope that we’d locate it again.

I also immediately thought of my “word” for the year…RELAX.

What good could come from being anxious?

I calmly asked him all of the key questions:  “Did you look in your car?  Did you check under the seats?  Did you look under the couches?  Did you retrace your steps?”

He answered yes to every question I directed at him.

He knows the routine…the looking-for-something routine.

He is a boy, after all, and prone to such mishaps.

😉

I told him that I was watching a movie with Chicky, but that I would drive over afterward.

That seemed to calm him.

I also prayed.

Hard.

I left the house about an hour and a half later, and he called me on the way.

“Mama,” he said.  “I found the key!  It randomly showed up in my backpack in the pocket I checked a bunch of times.”

He’d been keeping the key and his billfold in an open pocket of a backpack he uses every day.

The first thing I thought, though, was that it wasn’t anything random.

“Honey,” I said.  “I think an angel put that key in that pocket.”

See, I don’t believe in randomness, unless you’re talking about one of my students saying something random.  You know kids.  Their minds flit from one thing to the other quicker than a woman can change her mind!

😀

He still had not located the wallet, but I assured him we would.

That was a challenge that proved difficult, if not impossible.

When I got to the house, I checked the chair he’d spent the week sleeping on.

As I dug my hands into the crevices, I felt a sharp pain and quickly withdrew my hand…to see this…

Oh my word.

It was a nasty cut, let me tell you, and we could not find a band aid to save our lives.

I wrapped a napkin around it, and we continued our search.

We walked out to his car, scanning the ground with each step we took.

Imagine us doing this at midnight in the cold.

Yeah.

I love my boy that much.

😀

As we got to his car, Rooster apologized for the state it was in.

In other words, it was messy…oh so messy.

That’s my boy!

😀

He assured me that he’d looked everywhere, but I still had to put my own eyes on every inch of that car.

The wallet wasn’t there.

We returned to the house, and we formed a plan.  He would get up in the morning and search the path to his car again.

I’d go home and look through his dirty blue jeans once more.  I would also check the couch he’d been sitting on the last time he’d been home.

Granted…I’d done both, but I’ve been guilty of overlooking things as well.

I assured Rooster that God would lead us to the wallet.

In other words, I was RELAXED.

When I got home, I bandaged up my thumb and began my search.

I checked the couch, pushing my hands carefully into the crevices.

Nada.

My couches recline, so I lifted up the footrest on the side he’d been sitting on.

Then, I got on my knees and shined my flashlight underneath.

What a nasty sight!  All I saw was dog hair, trapped by the metal bar contraption that allows the couch to recline.

And then I saw something lumpy.

Hmmm…

It was actually very near the outside of the couch, right under the armrest but on the floor.

I reached my hand around the outside bottom of the couch and pulled out his wallet!!!

It was dusty and covered in dog hair, but it was intact!

I think that when I’d pushed my hands into the crevices, I’d pushed the wallet all the way through the crack in the couch from where it had been stuck.

I excitedly called Rooster and gave him the good news, all the while praising the Lord for His help in locating the elusive billfold.

I’ve never much believed in coincidences.

I know that God orchestrates the happenings in our lives.

I am so grateful for His hand, which is there to guide us, if only we’d ask for help.

I’m pretty sure He’s helping us ALL the time, but that it’s actually rare for us to acknowledge that it’s His work, not ours, that is responsible for positive outcomes.

This is not the first time God has shown Himself so tangibly in our lives…especially in regard to lost items.

For this, I am grateful, for it is in this way, among others, that God has shown how very real He is and how He does care about the everyday things in our lives.

God is a personal God who knows each of us individually and meets our individual needs.

There’s absolutely nothing random about that!

God Speaking

In yesterday’s Hodgepodge post, Question #7 asked about something that we need to tell ourselves at the beginning of this new year.

My one word answer was RELAX.

It was an interesting word choice but one that had come immediately to mind as soon as I read the question.

I had a dentist appointment first thing yesterday morning, and as soon as I sat down in the waiting room (mind you that I get very nervous when I go to the dentist), I saw the following sign…

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Sorry for the poor quality, but I didn’t want to have to go into a long explanation of how I’m a blogger who constantly takes pictures for her blog.

People think I’m weird enough as it is.

😀

But there it was…right in front of me…that one word…

RELAX.

I really felt that God was speaking to me.

He knows my anxious heart…the way I’m fretting over a class I’m taking…the to-do list i cannot seem to make a dent in..,even the sad feelings that are beginning to creep in as the days draw nearer for my babies to return to college.

RELAX

It’s not something I’m good at.

I’m constantly multi-tasking and cannot even seem to watch a television show without working on some other project, usually school-related.

RELAX

I need to buy the shirt.

I have a feeling I’ll be coming across this word quite often this year.

When I do, I’ll smile in the knowledge that my Heavenly Father sees into my inmost being, loves me despite my many, many faults, and has provided this word of wisdom to soothe my weary soul.

Ringing in 2013 With the Hodgepodge!

I cannot believe that I almost forgot about the Hodgepodge!  Fortunately, Joyce didn’t and has served up another round of fun questions to start off the new year properly!  Thanks, Joyce, and a Happy New Year to my blogging friends!

1.  How did you ring in the new year?

Chicky was out of town, visiting one of her roommates.  Rooster has been dog/house sitting for a friend, so he wasn’t even with me as the clock struck 12.  The Mr. has been very sick and was in bed watching football.  I rang in the new year by participating in a New Year’s chat on KnittingHelp.com.  I even won the KnittingHelp app for my phone!  I’m psyched because now I’ll be able to help the students who I’m teaching to knit using the videos included with the app!  Yay!

I also watched a movie I’d recently purchased…Amazing Grace.

Let me just say that this movie has moved to the top of my favorites.  WOW!  It was INCREDIBLE!!!  The acting was FANTASTIC!  The costumes and accents were spot on.  The acting…WOW!  The lead actor is the same guy from the movie Fantastic 4.  I never expected such an emotional performance!

More importantly, the message was so inspiring!  It is a tribute to what one person can accomplish when convictions run so deeply.  I purchased this from Amazon after watching clips in the video for the song Amazing Grace/My Chains are Gone by Chris Tomlin.

This was money well-spent, and I know I’ll watch this movie many, many times.

2.  What is one thing you are looking forward to in 2013?

I’m going to name TWO things I’m looking forward to.  The first is finishing Reading Endorsement, a reading certification program I began in January 2012.  I took the fall off to focus on getting my classes running.  The coursework includes five 60-hour classes, so finishing up in the fall of 2013 is a much-anticipated goal.

The second thing I’m looking forward to is watching Chicky graduate from college.  She’s worked hard to graduate early and will walk the stage in December…a full semester ahead of schedule.  I’m quite proud of her!

3.  Steven Spielberg is quoted as saying, “All of us every single year, we’re a different person.  I don’t think we’re the same person all our lives.”  What say you?

I would agree with this statement.  Every experience changes us…sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worst.  Regardless of HOW we are changed, we emerge as DIFFERENT people from what we were before the experiences.

4.  The Pantone color of the year for 2013 is emerald green. Like or dislike? Do you already own something this color?  Will you add something in this shade to your home or wardrobe in 2013?

I don’t keep up with color trends, but I’d have to say that I like this color.  It’s one I wear well.  My children attended a high school where one of the school colors was green, so I have quite a few things close to this shade.  I wouldn’t be opposed to adding something new, in this color, to my wardrobe and did, in fact, purchase a new purse in a similar color just yesterday from Kohl’s.

5.  Speaking of emerald…what’s your favorite gemstone?

My favorite gemstone is aquamarine.  It’s my birthstone, and it’s so much prettier than blue topaz, which people try to sell me.  By the way, the ring, pictured below, is not mine.  Maybe I should start a Christmas list though.  😀

6.  Share a favorite book or movie from 2012.

Hmmm…does the book have to have been published in 2012, or is it okay that I select something I read in 2012?  I’ll make the executive decision of saying anything read in 2012 will suffice.  😀

As a reading teacher, I think it’s important that I read a lot of books so I can honestly recommend books to my students.  As such, I read The Time Keeper, by Mitch Albom, and WOW!  It really made me think differently about the concept of time and what’s important in life.  I’m reading this book aloud to my students right now.  Although they don’t seem to be too into it, we’re still in the beginning chapters.  Once the storyline gets set up, I think they’ll like it more.  Mr. Albom’s writing is very descriptive and much more poetic than what my students are used to.  I like that.  I like the way the words flow out of my mouth when I read.  Albom is a very gifted writer, and the lessons he imparts through this book have really touched my heart.

7.  What is something you want to tell yourself at the start of this brand new year?

I want to tell myself to RELAX.

I.

Am.

A.

Perfectionist.

I cannot stand having to redo things (as in assignments for certain classes for certain “endorsements” that I’m working on).

As a result, I stress myself out.

A lot.

This desire to be perfect extends beyond the assignments I have to turn in.

I desire perfection in every lesson plan I write for the classes I teach, and I berate myself internally when things don’t go smoothly.

As my wise friend, Barb, told me in a text the other day, “Remember that things don’t have to be perfect.”

Easier said than done, in my book.

It’s a tough way to live, let me tell you, and will have the potential to attain the goals I’ve set for myself (check out yesterday’s post) difficult.

But, life is about growing and learning from mistakes.  Learning to relax and not stress so much is a lesson I must learn to maintain some semblance of sanity.

8.  My Random Thought

I have thoroughly enjoyed having my babies home this Christmas season.  I am all too aware that one year in the not too distant future, my babies won’t be home for weeks on end during the holiday, so I’m treasuring the time we have left before they begin their own lives elsewhere with special someones as yet undetermined.

Chicky came back home last night after visiting one of her friends for New Year’s.  I missed her the moment she left on Saturday and counted down the hours when she would return.  I was that annoying mom who kept texting her, asking, “Have you left yet?”

😀

It was worth the wait, though, because she brought home my grand puppy…another bit of joy to relish as the days of holiday fun draw ever closer to an end.

I hope all of you had a wonderful Christmas and New Year.  I pray that 2013 is a year filled with many moments of joy and that you would draw nearer to the Lord…especially in times that are not so joy-filled.

2013 – Goal Oriented

Last night, while watching one of the Bowl games, I was struck by a commentary one of the analysts made about one of the football players.  Forgive me for not remembering specific details such as the player’s name and team he played for.

Those things aren’t what’s important in this post.  What is important, however, is the lesson of the commentary.

The analyst relayed the story of how this particular football player had heard a speaker lecture while the player was in middle school.  One of the things the speaker had the students do was to write down one goal they had for that year.

The now-player did so and accomplished his goal, whatever that was.

He continued writing his goals and accomplished every one of them as he progressed through school.

Even while in college, this young man has written down his goals…before every season.  He is proof that setting goals is the key to achieving success.

This commentary inspired me.

I am not one to make New Year’s resolutions.  I’ve never really kept the ones I’ve made.

However, I like the idea of setting goals.

Perhaps it’s just semantics, eh?  You say po-TA-to, and I say po-TAH-to.

😉

Either way, I am a task-oriented kind of gal.  I derive much pleasure from finished products.

Thus, I’m creating a list of goals for myself.

Career

  • Finish Reading Endorsement (anticipated finish date is Fall 2013)
  • Finish three ESOL classes (hopefully the FLDOE will not require me to complete the full 300-hour coursework since I’ll have my Reading Endorsement soon)
  • Keep my lesson plans SIMPLE…don’t overthink so much!

Personal

  • Take time each day to maintain some semblance of cleanliness in my home, whether it’s scooping poop from the back yard, vacuuming dog hair, or cleaning the shower
  • Allot time each day to just “be” without thinking about work
  • Stay away from my tweezers unless I have a splinter (I get a bit tweezer happy…it’s a habit I am determined to break!)
  • Listen more
  • Talk less…or at least less about MYSELF!
  • Stop visiting Starbucks
  • Buy one toy or some other type of “gift” once per month…saving these items to donate next Christmas

Spiritual

  • Spend time in God’s Word to reconnect with the One who I owe EVERYTHING to
  • Be more purposeful about getting up and worshiping on Sunday mornings

Yarn-Related

  • Knit at least ten minutes four or five days per week
  • Finish knitting the Omelet Shawl I began last summer
  • Participate in a sweater knit-a-long (KAL) with my friend, Christina, and knit my first pullover sweater!
  • Learn to crochet

My hope is that by writing these things down, I’ll be able to revisit this list, refocus when my priorities get out of whack, and live life more purposefully.

Happy New Year to all of you!