Summer 2017 Plans

Summer 2017 Plans

In August 2014, I had no idea the power of a simple Google search.  All I knew was that I didn’t want to spend another summer working a desk job, so I began hunting for other options.  I typed “Christian camp photographer” into the search bar, and the rest is history…

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Gooey Coconut Bars {Blind Spot Monthly Recipe Series}

Gooey Coconut Bars {Blind Spot Monthly Recipe Series}

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Now that I have my diploma in hand, I have a confession.

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Finding Whose We Are: His Handiwork

Finding Whose We Are: His Handiwork

  • Career
  • Wealth
  • Relationships
  • Health
  • Accomplishments
  • Appearance

These are just a few of the many false identities that we are urged to embrace.

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End-Caps

End-Caps

When I was just a little freshman, my first PIU Friday-night activity looked something like this:

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Tonight was my last Friday night as a PIU student; next Friday I become an alumnus.  Here is a glimpse at my final “Friday Night Frenzy.”

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I guess that inflatable bungee races are the end-caps to my college career.

Retrospect

Retrospect

I am 10 days away from graduation, and I have spent the entire day doing three things:

  • Packing my dorm room
  • Completing numerous “exit interviews”
  • Playing Scrabble

Currently, boxes and bags are strewn around me, one of the exit surveys is open in another tab on my computer, and I am trying to make a word out of LESONRV.

I have mastered multitasking.  But I can’t finish the exit survey.  I am stuck at the question that says:

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If you could begin college again, would you choose to attend PIU?

I wish that “I don’t know” was an option.  On one hand, I have loved my time here.  I have made great friends, learned how to be a teacher, and grown closer to my Savior.  I don’t regret choosing PIU.

On the other hand, my interests have changed.  If I could start over, I would major in graphic design or photojournalism or video production.  As a result, I wouldn’t attend PIU.

I am weighing my answer because the survey assures me that all of my responses are “valuable input.”  I think about all of the memories that I would have missed if I hadn’t attended PIU–dreaming aloud with my roommate late at night, walking downtown to get smoothies, slowly tubing on the New River, bravely fighting cockroaches with my cousin, sledding the hill at Sparks Field, playing kickball in the pouring rain, throwing spaghetti noodles on the green, teaching 30 fifth-graders for 16 weeks.  These were the best of times, and I would have missed all of it if I had attended a different college.

So I think my answer is “yes.”  Yes, if I could begin college again, I would attend PIU.

Oh…and I just made the word ROSE for 29 points.

T3: What You Need To Know Before Student Teaching

T3: What You Need To Know Before Student Teaching

I don’t dive into anything without research, so you can believe that I read numerous blogs and books before I started student teaching.  However, there is a lot that you cannot know without the experience itself.  Here are a few things that the student teaching experience taught me.

10 Things You Need To Know Before Student Teaching

1. Student teaching will be the hardest thing you have ever done.  I like to think that I have done some hard(ish) things in my life.  But I can assure you that student teaching was the most challenging of them all. Writing lesson plans, controlling thirty 10-year-olds, grading papers, trying to get enough sleep, and not to mention actually teaching consumed every second of my day.

2. You can’t quit.  Despite the difficulty, you have to keep the end goal in mind.  Every night, I would think, “Okay, only 117 more days until I graduate.  It will all be worth it when I have that diploma.”  With time, 117 days turned into 67 days, 37 days, 17 days, and eventually, 1 day.

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3. You won’t sleep.  Even if you manage to make it into bed, you won’t really sleep. At least, I didn’t.  I would lay in bed reviewing all of the lessons that I had taught, wondering what I could have done to make them better.  Then I would begin mentally preparing for any lessons that I had to teach the next day.  When I finally reached a stage of “sleep,”  I would dream about school.  Basically, I taught all night long.

4. You will love your students. Sure, they will drive you insane when, for the 18th time, they ask where they are supposed to turn in their reading test.  Yet, you will love them.  You will love walking into the classroom each morning and listening to their excited chatter about pandacorns and mermaids.  You will love it when they give you notes that identify you as “Mrs.” instead of “Miss” and make you feel like your mother.  You will love it when they claim that they have NEVER had so much fun in science.  You will love it when your underachieving student makes an 87 on a test.  You will love them, and they will become the reason that you write lesson plans, grade papers, and never get enough sleep.

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5. You have to schedule time for exercise.  I learned this lesson too late into the semester.  I think that my first 8 weeks would have been easier if I had allotted 30 minutes per day to just watch YouTube videos while doing a PIIT workout.  At the beginning of March, I set an alarm for 8:00 every night.  When that alarm went off, I stopped whatever I was doing to exercise.  The next 8 weeks were much less stressful.

6. It’s a very short time. As my mom told me at the beginning of the semester, “It is only 75 days (of actual teaching).  You can do anything for 75 days.  You can scoop manure for 75 days.”  (At the time, I told her that I would rather scoop manure.)

7. It gets easier. After the first few weeks of thinking “What am I doing?  Why did I think I could do this?  I am literally going to die from exhaustion.  The students aren’t learning anything”,  you fall into a rhythm. I will never forget facing a whiteboard to write a spelling word and thinking, “OMG!  I am actually teaching!  The students are actually listening!  This isn’t so bad.”

8. Organization is key.  I used approximately 7 different colors of pen, 6 pocket folders, 5 file folders, 4 binders, 3 calendars, 2 planners, and 1 overloaded Google Drive (I swear that I didn’t exaggerate for any of those) to prepare for each week.

9. Everyone makes mistakes.  Learn from them.  Most afternoons as I reflected on my day, I thought, “That was a dumb mistake,” but my dumb mistakes taught me to ALWAYS model the desired outcome, ALWAYS tell them where to put their finished work, and ALWAYS follow through on expectations.

10. Common Core math doesn’t make much sense.  It will make you feel like a chicken teaching fish how to climb a tree.