The greatest thing a person can have is their individual opinion. That is why I love this great country. Everyone's opinion counts. If you have something to say... say it. There will always be someone there to support you.
One difference.
The person that supports you on one issue will be against you on another. Individuality is crucial to this country surviving. If everyone jumped on the 'band-wagon' of someone else, life as we know it will be over. Slowly, many views will be molded into one view. Once this view is in power... it's all over. One of my biggest pet-peeves is people not standing up for what they believe in. I believe in the Washington Redskins and the Washington Nationals... and I always will. Fight me on it. I will back up my opinion. I might agree another team is better, but I will always support my team.
Why try to be like someone else when God made us different on purpose. It's like you are going against his plan. So why fight the inevitable?!
Be who you are.
Stand up for your opinion.
Be an individual.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
3 weeks + 1
For three weeks I completed my Practicum II in 4th grade. I worked along side a great cooperating teacher who truly took me under her wing and showed me the ropes. I was not just a volunteer within the classroom, but a real teacher. Along with my required three lessons I needed to teach... I was doing two lessons a day by the second week. I was given the confidence to teach. Be respected by the students. Supported by my cooperating teacher.
it. was. amazing.
I currently feel so confident that I could be thrown into a classroom, and be ready to teach the students... anywhere. Before this experience, no way!! My last day was June 4th, I cried... hard. The students threw me a surprise party with gifts (picture frame, mug, cupcakes, and cards) each student made a hand written card. It took me 3 hours to go through them all. I could only read a few, then I had to put them down. It was unbearable how much I already missed them.
unforgettable.
This experience was life-changing. I missed the students. My cooperating teacher. The amazing staff.
solution: return.
Today was the last day of school. I drove an hour to J.W. Alvey Elementary School in Prince William County, and stayed the entire day. The kids were surprised. It was great to get to see them again. Sign their yearbooks. Spend their last few hours as fourth graders... together. As the day ended I received hugs from each student, again... I cried.
rotation.
I only spent three weeks with them, and I felt like they were mine. I had ownership of them... then I was letting them go. What am I going to do when I have students for a whole year?! This experience has taught me: patience, humbleness, confidence, and courage. I am forever grateful.
For future years: invest in a large box of tissues.
it. was. amazing.
I currently feel so confident that I could be thrown into a classroom, and be ready to teach the students... anywhere. Before this experience, no way!! My last day was June 4th, I cried... hard. The students threw me a surprise party with gifts (picture frame, mug, cupcakes, and cards) each student made a hand written card. It took me 3 hours to go through them all. I could only read a few, then I had to put them down. It was unbearable how much I already missed them.
unforgettable.
This experience was life-changing. I missed the students. My cooperating teacher. The amazing staff.
solution: return.
Today was the last day of school. I drove an hour to J.W. Alvey Elementary School in Prince William County, and stayed the entire day. The kids were surprised. It was great to get to see them again. Sign their yearbooks. Spend their last few hours as fourth graders... together. As the day ended I received hugs from each student, again... I cried.
rotation.
I only spent three weeks with them, and I felt like they were mine. I had ownership of them... then I was letting them go. What am I going to do when I have students for a whole year?! This experience has taught me: patience, humbleness, confidence, and courage. I am forever grateful.
For future years: invest in a large box of tissues.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Amelia
5 months ago I went on a mission's trip to Belize. While I was there our team spent time at Liberty Orphanage... that is where I met Amelia. She is a lively, little girl somewhere between the ages of 18 months and 2 years old. If I could, I would adopt her... right now. I think of her constantly and pray for her. I wrote her this 2 months ago. I found it while I was looking through a box. I wish I could send it. Have her read it. Understand it. One day I hope to return to Belize, and with God's will, have the opportunity to adopt her.
Amelia,
I had another dream of you. Our group returned to the orphanage and you ran to me. I picked you up in my arms like I always did. You had that large, over-sized jump rope around your neck. You look into my eyes. My heart melted; you are so beautiful, loving, and full of laughter. You have taught me how to appreciate life. You hold my hand and walk me around the campus. Stopping at your favorite corner in between the cement bench and the ant invested tree. You jump rope. I say jump rope, but you throw the rope in the air, jump twice, then giggle for 5 minutes. I love you. You have changed me. You are afraid of snakes too... we were meant for each other. I want to return to Belize. Take you with me. Have you be my daughter. I hated leaving you. I cried. When I think of you, I still cry. When I close my eyes I can hear your giggle, see your smiling face, feel your hand in mine. I miss you. I am crying now. I want you to know... I did not want to leave you. I wanted to stay. Spend all of my time with you. You will forever be in my heart. I pray to God that his will is for me to return to Belize and adopt you. But if it is not his will, I will forever have you in my heart. Pray for you. Love you. My heart breaks knowing that you are so far away. I want to be back at Liberty pushing you on the swing. Forever. I will see you tonight in my dreams.
I love you,
Tara
Amelia,
I had another dream of you. Our group returned to the orphanage and you ran to me. I picked you up in my arms like I always did. You had that large, over-sized jump rope around your neck. You look into my eyes. My heart melted; you are so beautiful, loving, and full of laughter. You have taught me how to appreciate life. You hold my hand and walk me around the campus. Stopping at your favorite corner in between the cement bench and the ant invested tree. You jump rope. I say jump rope, but you throw the rope in the air, jump twice, then giggle for 5 minutes. I love you. You have changed me. You are afraid of snakes too... we were meant for each other. I want to return to Belize. Take you with me. Have you be my daughter. I hated leaving you. I cried. When I think of you, I still cry. When I close my eyes I can hear your giggle, see your smiling face, feel your hand in mine. I miss you. I am crying now. I want you to know... I did not want to leave you. I wanted to stay. Spend all of my time with you. You will forever be in my heart. I pray to God that his will is for me to return to Belize and adopt you. But if it is not his will, I will forever have you in my heart. Pray for you. Love you. My heart breaks knowing that you are so far away. I want to be back at Liberty pushing you on the swing. Forever. I will see you tonight in my dreams.
I love you,
Tara
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