tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54819243564547543952024-03-05T14:16:54.388-08:00Adventures in ShishAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08438034024364891746noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481924356454754395.post-88011621876914990582013-04-15T18:18:00.000-07:002013-04-15T18:18:48.951-07:00Six Legs or Eight?<div>
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Just to start you off, I'll throw this in for you....</div>
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Many of you have been asking me if I have seen a polar bear yet. I haven't. I did have the option to see one chopped up in a billion pieces but I opted not to. I did however get to see three wolves, dead. </div>
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I did get to see an adorable puppy named, Ace. He loves to run and I think that he and Sally would get along nicely. It makes me with I had a puppy to play with too. <br />
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Here's a little girl who has a brother whom is in my class. This girl however is the cousin of this puppy, technically speaking. She wanted to hold him then giggled the whole time. <br />
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I don't think you can tell but her hat is minnie ears :D<br />
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This is the door that I had to dig out before getting inside last week. It was quite pleasant NOT! I had my tennis shoes on and the shovel was on the inside of the door, not where it would be located conveniently outside. <br />
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Here are the 'bees' we made last week! I pre painted toilet paper tubes, yellow. I showed the kiddos how to paint stripes on the bees but some still turned out to be all black. I added google eyes and wax paper wings to the bees. I hung them from the ceiling and the next day when the kids arrived, they couldn't stop staring They thought it was the coolest thing! I did make a bee hive but it wasn't up yet when I took the picture. It was made out of poster board and then I painted bubble wrap, with brown paint, and used that to paint all of the dots on the hive.<br />
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Here is our bug wall. We made butterflies, dragonflies, butterflies, bees and caterpillars. the caterpillars are all on the bottom and made from pipe cleaners and pony beads. <br />
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We also made a spider bulletin board but it got taken down before I got a chance to take my picture. I used white yarn to make a web then I added the kiddos hands to the web to be spiders. We even glued 8 eyes on each!!<br />
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I took this picture last night at 10:00pm. I wanted to also point out that it looked exactly the same at almost 10:30pm. Eventually, I did fall asleep.</div>
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<br />I didn't think the light thing would be a big deal for me but I am really looking forward to having equal (ish) amounts of light and dark. </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08438034024364891746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481924356454754395.post-19361302697990919822013-04-08T17:05:00.002-07:002013-04-08T17:05:25.722-07:0040 Days...and 39 Nights :)<br />
Okay, I know you've all been asking for an update but I really don't have tons to say. I'll give you a quick lowdown on what's new.<br />
It's getting light at about 7:20am and is getting dark about 11:40pm. <br />
I'm still going to bed around 7:30pm every day, no joke.<br />
I've been counting down the days until I leave for over two weeks. <br />
I'm down to 40 days, including weekends.<br />
I include weekends because I tend to forget that I'm counting down on the weekend and then when I do remember the days have jumped down a couple. This makes me happy.<br />
I'm still looking for jobs in Florida for next school year.<br />
If you didn't know I'm looking for jobs in Florida for next school year, surprise!!<br />
I'm not returning to Shishmaref next year; however, I will miss it.<br />
I made lots of new materials for "Six Legs or Eight" this week. - Can you guess what the topic is? <br />
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Here are some pictures of the happenings of the last few weeks. <br />
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This picture was taken during "Zoo Clues" week and we were all dancing like monkeys. The kiddos love the song 'Animal Action (2)' where they get to act like lots of different zoo animals. <br />
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Oh, the Easter Egg hunt! We made Easter baskets then used them to hold our eggs that we found. Each friend in the class got one egg. Mat and Mickey hid the eggs around the room and the kids got to find their own. If they found one that did not belong to them they were supposed to put it back and NOT TELL that friend where it was hiding...this was difficult for many. After we found our eggs we sat in a circle and each opened them one by one. What was inside? Chocolate, money, chocolate money? Nope, a math activity! Each child was in charge of identifiying then number on the paper and I read the rest. Some of them read: Jump 5 times. Pretend you're playing basketball for 30 seconds. Spin in a circle 2 times. <br />
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Pam (my itinerate principal) came to observe me. She brought this bubble activity. The steps are below:<br />
1. Cut a small hole for a straw to fit through the top of the cup (one side).<br />
2. Place the straw into the cup through the hole until it reaches the other side of the cup.<br />
3. tape the straw in place.<br />
4. place a paper towel square over the top of the cup so there is excess around it.<br />
5. Place a rubber band around the cup to secure the paper towel. <br />
6. It works best if you have the rubber band wrap around 2 times, one on top of the straw and one below.<br />
7. Dip the cup upside down (so the paper towel gets saturated) into the bubble mix (or dawn with water combination.)<br />
8. Turn the cup right-side up and blow into the straw.<br />
Hint: Make sure to blow into it like if you were trying to blow out a marshmallow on fire, vs drinking juice. <br />
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When the kiddos are being great listenings/direction follows/genuinely kind people, they get a sticker to put on their caterpillar. After filling the caterpillar (10 stickers) they get to choose a prize from the treasure box. This child chose awesome glasses! <br />
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Here's more Easter baskets, Easter eggs, bunny ears, and a super excited child :)<br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08438034024364891746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481924356454754395.post-56101940017371280252013-02-18T09:12:00.000-08:002013-02-18T09:12:11.037-08:00A Paid Trip To Orlando? I Think So!!!
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17 hours of layover time, really, is that how anyone would
want to spend his time? Really,
think about it. If you lived in
the middle of nowhere in Alaska and got to go to a teaching conference in
Orlando, Florida, all expenses paid, wouldn’t you want to go? Yes, I would too; however, spending the
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After the many hours of waiting for several planes: Shishmaref to Nome, Nome to Unalkleet,
Unalkleet to Anchorage, Anchorage to Seattle, and Seattle to Orlando, I was
certainly ready to be done traveling.
I arrived at the Orlando airport and was thrilled to be done with plane
rides. Even though I was done with
air transportation, that doesn’t mean I had even begun the road
transportation. I had the pleasure
of taking a Disney coach bus to the hotel I was staying at. When I saw the bus
arrive, the excitement that came over me took away all the annoyances that had
tucked themselves in the bags under my eyes, during the last hours of travel. I got on the bus and to my surprise, as
well as the rest of the AK crew, we were chilly!! We had all taken off our
sweaters because it was so nice out but the AC (not the grocery store, haha)
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyWu16DWsmtj2NrUDkTUxvxyijGURKUKzpcD1EkJN7xZklcKGsK1y4y7FNgBzT0bJZb62Jge32IaoZMYT9bVZjGLY_ecEcG2H1utgOKrlF5jR0PVZC7dwMfXYBVP5ZNs3GB98rkrBaZhE6/s1600/2013-02-03+19.12.04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyWu16DWsmtj2NrUDkTUxvxyijGURKUKzpcD1EkJN7xZklcKGsK1y4y7FNgBzT0bJZb62Jge32IaoZMYT9bVZjGLY_ecEcG2H1utgOKrlF5jR0PVZC7dwMfXYBVP5ZNs3GB98rkrBaZhE6/s320/2013-02-03+19.12.04.jpg" width="320" /></a>I spent the next 45 minutes enjoying the view of Orlando and
watching the infomercials about Disney World. Once I got to the hotel, I dropped off my stuff in the room
and went to dinner. My room? What was it like? It was my own! It had two huge beds, a bathroom (with
a washcloth in the sink which was creepy) and a door that opened up to what
should have been a patio, but was really a drop off. Oh my gosh, and below the T.V. was this mosaic light
that glowed, similarly someone would picture a sunrise after living in total
darkness for far too long. Anyway, after admiring my room I went to dinner and
was a little confused about the ordering process. When you got to the restaurant you were to look at the menu
on large screens then type in your own order in the computer system. I felt like I was working at Applebee’s
again. Anyway, after placing my
order I could choose from the a-la-carte items. For those of you who know me, where did I head? For those of you who don’t know me,
I’ll give you a hint. Where I live
I don’t get my desired amount of fruits or vegetables. Ready to guess? Nope, you’re wrong. I went straight for the desserts. Maybe I should have mentioned I’m a fan
of those too. Oh well. I found a chocolate cake with chocolate
fondant within, with chocolate crumbles on top and gummy worms sticking
out. Yes, it was the perfect
appetizer to start off my meal.
The burger I had was a burnt to a crisp (I think this vaguely resembles
my first burger from the Snack Shack.)
Anyway, I was hungry enough to eat the charcoal burger, so I did. When dinner was over, I went back to my
room and got what ended up being the most amount of sleep in one night that I
would get for the entire trip, a solid 6.5 hours. </div>
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I don’t wake up easily. On any given morning, one on which I have to be up by a
certain time, I have at least six alarms set. I followed this same routine in FL because I knew that a
different place didn’t make for a different, non-existent, internal clock. So, I slept through all of the alarms
and managed to get up 15 minutes before I was supposed to be ready to head do
the convention center. I had
planned on straightening my hair, but because of my extra long slumber, I
didn’t have time. I decided to do
my hair in the cute curl pony. For
those of you not aware of my insane hair fashion sense, that’s where I
straighten just the top layer of my hair so that it’s not ‘fuzzy’ and the part
in the ponytail is curly. Well, I
had enough time for that but didn’t plan on having my straighter die. Yes, my first day at the convention was
going swimmingly. I quickly got my
hair wet and made it curly. Once I
was set to go, I joined the other three of my AK crew and we made our way to
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What do you picture when you think of a teachers
convention? Well, forget whatever
you’re thinking, unless of course you were picturing balloons! There were balloons everywhere, it was
a little strange, I didn’t think I was going to see decorations like I did at
prom. The ‘best teacher’ confetti
was a little much. The breakfast tables
were not! There were fruit, bagels,
pastries, coffee, tea, hot cocoa, and juices of all kinds. You don’t think it still would have
been a teacher’s convention without the balloons and confetti? Okay, let’s take the décor out of the
scenario. We’re left with the
tasty breakfast, a few folders, and other conference stands; does that sound
more reasonable? I agree, it
does. But really, the breakfast
was amazing. I had a bagel, some
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After inhaling my breakfast I sat through an amazing keynote
speaker. His name was Byron Pitts and
he spoke of how he was illiterate until age 12, how he was once asked, where to
go when the world hurts you, and how no matter what someone tells you, you can
always prove them wrong with dedication.
His words were inspiring and made me think about what I have gone though
in my lifetime as well as the situations some of my students will be dealing
with. I can only hope that I can
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After the keynote, I had the unfortunate experience of
eating Mexican food. I don’t like
spicy foods and I wasn’t a fan of it any more in FL. I ate what my mouth could tolerate before the forest fire
broke out. During the time I was attempting
to put out the fire, I was busy engaging in conversations about teaching in
such a remote part of Alaska. Many
people wanted to hear what it was like, I seriously considered giving them the
URL to this blog, only because I got kind of sick of telling the story so many
times. Once time was getting close to the end of lunch, I headed to the room my
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My first session was “On Track for Curiosity Corner.” Curiosity Corner is the curriculum I
use and I chose the session, as well as the rest of them, to make sure I was
‘on track’ and to get ideas for things to enhance what I was already
doing. Had I learned more than
what I did, which was that I should have chosen a different session, perhaps I
would have been able to enhance my classroom a bit. I felt as though what I had just sat through would have been
more beneficial had I heard it before I had to teach it. By the end of the session, I was ready
to get out of that room. I headed
to my next room to hear the styling of something else that had to do with my
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Over course of the next two days I had five more sessions
filled with learning about things I felt as though I already knew. Since I have heard stories about
in-services I am aware of how boring they can be. Did I have fun during ‘off hours?’ is probably what you’re
thinking. I’ll let you take a
guess. </div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlerMlIZsq1qG0ha5ZKoYuJnsOI-EQGatciTjwNsB-g9F874pQS66SuhoEieT4YwblB_n7CQ8J7-pYEK4QCq1_cfeDTq1ic8LBF07Gknvvi-i2f00pvUDpr4iYeDZP4QvJMU2pWFk-DIYt/s1600/2013-02-04+18.18.27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlerMlIZsq1qG0ha5ZKoYuJnsOI-EQGatciTjwNsB-g9F874pQS66SuhoEieT4YwblB_n7CQ8J7-pYEK4QCq1_cfeDTq1ic8LBF07Gknvvi-i2f00pvUDpr4iYeDZP4QvJMU2pWFk-DIYt/s320/2013-02-04+18.18.27.jpg" width="240" /></a>Monday night, Amy, Sammy, Kurt and I headed to Downtown
Disney. I hadn’t been to Disney
World in a long time and didn’t remember much of Downtown. Although, I’m not sure if I had ever
been there so that could have been why too. Anyway, we walked around and saw the variety of street
performers, restaurants and other entertainment. We ended up eating dinner at Planet Hollywood. For those of you who haven’t heard of
it, I hadn’t, it’s like The Hard Rock Café. I hope you’ve heard of that place. Planet Hollywood however is based around movies, not music. We really liked our server. He made jokes and played off of what we
said not just what he would have probably said on any given night. After much of a debate with the menu I
finally decided what to eat. Now,
before I tell you, please remember where I live, how much eating at the Snack
Shack costs and that I was getting per-diem up to $45. You got that in your head? Good. I got a cookies and cream shake to drink, zucchini chips for
an appetizer and a bbq, bacon, cheeseburger for my entrée. Yes, my stomach hurt, in fact, it hurt
after my first bite of my burger.
As much as everyone was saying that the French fries were there
favorite, I couldn’t eat them. I
felt like I was going to bust. No,
wait, I felt like Violet, the girl in “Charlie and the Chocolate Factory,” you
know, the one who chews gum and blows up like a blueberry. Actually I don’t think it was a
blueberry but that is beside the point.
By the time we were done eating, our server still hadn’t come to give us
our checks. We had however heard him talking to a nearby table and he was using
the same jokes he used at our table.
Really? When I was a server
one of the things that was drilled into my head was to have more than one
opening line so your nearby tables don’t think you’re just giving them the same
old line. Maybe this guy deserved
what he had coming for him the rest of the evening. Eventually, we were able to ask for the check, it only took
about five minutes to get it. We
all had our cards ready to give to him, of course. He took our cards and had them for a good, ehhhh, ten
minutes? So, we signed the slips,
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search of jeans. I know what
you’re thinking. No, I really
do! Jeans, at Disney World? Yes, I needed new jeans because mine
had a hole in the most pleasant of places. For a couple hours we walked around, took lots of tourist
pictures, saw many pond side performances, and found the largest Disney Store
in existence. This store was
incredible! Had I been in as in
love with Disney as I was when I was when I was in ‘that phase,’ which lasted
far too long, I would have died standing in the doorway. Although the store was too crowded and
certainty didn’t smell of Tinkerbell dust, I roamed around and eventually found
the perfect item. I had been
extremely cold on the plane rides so when I saw the Minnie Mouse Snuggie I
decided it would be perfect for future plane rides. So, yes, that’s what I ended up getting. I officially own a Snuggie, well,
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After our extravagant experience in the Disney store we
continued to mosie around. On the
rapid adventure to find the nearest bathroom, we found the LEGO store! It was filled with just about every
LEGO, ever. I had been looking for
LEGO’s at garage sales so when I saw the wall that allowed me to choose
whichever ones I wanted, I went for it.
Here’s what I was thinking.
I was thinking about my kids.
I got many LEGO’s in the square form. I am going to write letters on them which will allow my
students to work on letter identification, letter matching, upper and lower
case connection, sounds, and much more, all while improving their fine motor
skills. I know, I am totally and
completely in the right profession.
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beginning to die off. I walked
into T-Rex, which was a restaurant, but found something unexpected. You’ve heard of Build-A-Bear
right? How about,
Build-A-Dino!?!?! Have you gotten
the idea that I’m a kid at heart still?
I hope so because not only was I excited about the store, I built a dinosaur. I chose to make a green
triceratops. I rubbed her heart on
my head so she would be smart, on my belly so she would never be hungry, and on
my nose so she wouldn’t smell.
After multiple childish photos and actions, I had completed my dinosaur,
Annabelle. Not long after
Annabelle had been born we headed back to the hotel to rest up for the
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all throughout the sessions. I’m
going to bypass the session information because honestly, I think you’re more
interested in hearing about what happened afterwards. Here we go. We
had just finished our last session and I went upstairs to get ready to head to
Magic Kingdom! When I got up there,
I checked on Sammy because she had gotten sick during the last session. We were worried she wouldn’t be well
enough to go to the park but she was.
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security entrance which was much easier to do than going through security at
the airport. I was a complete tourist; I took pictures of the Cinderella castle
and the Walt Disney statue. Once
we got through the ‘kids in a candy store’ idea we started off toward the
rides. The first one we went on
was the Stitch ride. For those of
you who don’t know, Stitch is the alien life form from “Lilo and Stitch.” There should have been a warning at the
entrance of the ride that said: if
you have any kind of gag reflex, do not go on this ride. Why should the ride have this
sign? It’s because the ride does
not involve loops and twists like a roller coaster. It’s because the ride involved the smell of Italian food
being burped. Does that image
create for an interesting ride? I
don’t think so. As soon as we
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I found out that I would be receiving a free ticket to Disney! It’s a roller
coaster that does not involve going upside down but it does involve riding
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As the night went on, we made our way to the Haunted Mansion
ride, the Jungle ride, and then saw the fireworks over the castle. After Magic Kingdom we went back to
Downtown Disney and had dinner at the same place I made Annabelle. I had a chicken salad with vinaigrette
dressing. I didn’t know what to
have for a drink so I asked to try a particular kind of wine. I didn’t like it so I ended up getting strawberry
lemonade with sprite mixed in. I
was asked if I wanted alcohol in it and said no. However, when the drink came I didn’t drink it. I asked if there was alcohol in it and
was reassured that there wasn’t.
As soon as I was told that there wasn’t, the server winked at Amy, Sammy
and Kurt because there really was.
No, I didn’t get charged for my drink I was fairly upset for the rest of
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the rest of the day relaxing, literally.
I got a massage, which wasn’t worth $150, but I did fall asleep, which I
had never done during a massage before.
After my massage I went back to the funky menu restaurant on the 4<sup>th</sup>
floor. I had cheese flatbread
(pizza) and some of the most delicious green beans I’ve ever had. They were
chilled and had a dressing and poppy seeds over the top. I think I need to find a way to make
the green beans in that fashion.
I’m going to have to make sure I do it with crisp green beans, not the
canned ones. I ate my lunch down
by the pool and relaxed under the sun until it got too cold for only a swimsuit. </div>
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For dinner we ended up taking a boat to another hotel and
ate dinner there. I had a
delectable steak, mac-n-cheese, broccoli, and mussels. What did I have to drink? I ordered water but ended up stealing
Amy’s sangria. At first she asked
me if I wanted to it. I said yes
and then she turned away, turned back and looked at me funky because I was
drinking her drink. By the time it
was only half way gone I was ultra giggly, yes, gigglier than my normal
self. I had so much fun! I was messing with Kurt. To make this an appropriate blog post
I’m going to shorten the details to the fact that apparently I’m a ‘flirty
drunk.’ It was a night well worth
remembering. Amy says that she has
an amazing story to tell because of me and I’m okay with that. Don’t worry, none of the details are
more than your typical elementary boyfriend and girlfriend scenario but it was
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Although I had just gone to sleep, it was time to wake up.
We had to be downstairs to check out of our rooms at 2:30am. The Disney shuttle came to take us to
the airport. I was nowhere near as
cold this ride; I had my Minnie Mouse snuggie to keep we warm. Once we got to the airport we had to
deal with the dreaded…security. Would
you like to take a guess as to how long it took to get through? I’ll give you a hint. First we were told to go from the
security entrance to the other entrance.
That’s where they told us that that one was closed too. Eventually we got to go through the
security for employees. That’s
right, it took us longer to get to the security point than it did to get
through security itself. We were
the first ones in line and made our way through there at a speedy rate. Once we were in the free zone, we
ate. I had a turkey sandwich,
chips, and chocolate milk!!!! Yes, chocolate milk, not powdered chocolate milk,
real chocolate milk. You know, the
milk that comes from a brown cow?
Well, that’s the kind it was.</div>
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Once I was on the plane, I slept. I fell asleep as we were taking off and woke up when we were
able to de-board the plane. We
went to the next plane and I slept that entire ride too. When we finally made it to Seattle we
had to run the next plane because our plane to Nome was already boarding when
we landed. Where were we sitting
in the plane? We were in the back,
the last rows of the plane. Yes,
we made it to the plane but it was too much of a rush to deal with after so
much traveling. But guess
what? I stayed awake the entire
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We stayed in Nome for the night. Where is there to eat in Nome? There are actually a few places but my favorite is Milano’s. I had a Hawaiian cheeseburger and got a
pineapple pizza to go. I figured,
as long as I’m there, I might as well enjoy it. The next morning, I went to the airport and slept for the
plane ride back to Shishmaref. When
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My kids were so excited to see me. One of them said “Lauren, I missed you before.” And other kept telling me about a
project that she was working on at home for me. She repeated several times that it was a heart and had
stickers. It’s true! I got it and it was indeed a heart and
had stickers. Although I only had
the afternoon with my kiddos, I needed the weekend to relax. </div>
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For those of you who were awaiting a blog post, I hope that
this tides you over for a while. I
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08438034024364891746noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481924356454754395.post-1850911650333028242013-01-31T11:18:00.002-08:002013-01-31T11:18:26.629-08:00Stained-glass Master?<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">I made this!!</td></tr>
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Hello World,<br />
"My old friends," oh, sorry, did I just start singing in typing mode? It's been a long couple of weeks.<br />
I started back and the kids seemed like they had just had Halloween, not Christmas. I know a long break can really throw kids, as well as teachers off track, but still. Now, the kids are back on track and are working hard. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">I made Nemo!!!!!!!</td></tr>
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The last two weeks we have had Jim Kaiser at the big school. He is a professional stained-glass artist and I was thrilled to have him in Shishmaref! I ended up falling in love with the craft and had lots of practice in the process. I've added pictures to show what I made! :) Hopefully, I will have the opportunity to continue to pursue this craft. <br />
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The students in my class all got to cut a piece of glass and try soldering too! It was wonderful to see how they did with that. Here's what we ended with. <br />
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I made Nemo and the Sydney Opera House!!<br />
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I was supposed to be in Stebbins right now for inservice; many teachers dislike inservice, but I don't. I like going to another village and seeing other people. From Stebbins on Saturday, I was supposed to leave for Orlando.<br />
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Yes, I'm still going to Orlando! Don't worry, that hasn't changed. I'm getting put up at the Disney Resort and get a free ticket to Disney! :) I will make sure to let you know how that's going as it comes. <br />
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Also, I have been asked what my room looks like now that I don't have such a large bed. It doesn't look much different but I suppose it feels larger than before. </div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoPGbnUt9DNlAeoFzRy9UGOYjswrq1puMsmLh6XhPtFiS0crlNu387ibT7qVGvNkaC6QEmMLXJmshcMlSAbiDZURlZjt8yPbjsbls6UY2xE2fVgNsN0KQt3QeBvy0983enQXplAmqlw8Ou/s1600/P1010103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></a><span style="font-size: large;">Okay, so I’m in the airport in Nome. Where am I heading? Home for break!!! Okay, not really. I’m actually on my way back to Shishmaref. I can’t believe it’s time to go back already. I got to spend my break with friends and family and it was definitely needed. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Before I went home for break I got to spend some time in Seattle. I had the pleasure of seeing the Space Needle, Pike’s Market, the U-District, and other random places. I had never been there before but I thought that it was the perfect opportunity to do so. I just lengthened my layover and </span><span style="font-size: large;">enjoyed the ride. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">When I was home I made sure to go to Culvers. You don’t know what that is? It’s the best fast food place ever!! They’ve got amazing butter burgers and custard. No, I’m not being paid to advertise for Culvers, I do that all on my own. I also made sure to go all of the places I was craving, such as, Fuji, Perkins, Applebee’s, and Olive Garden. Every one of these places was as good as I remembered.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I mailed 3 boxes back to Shish. I recently learned that a block of cheese can be sent and will be in perfect condition as long as it’s sent in a flat rate box. How many blocks of cheese did I send? 1? 2? 3? Nope, I sent 6 blocks of Swiss cheese to my PO Box and it should arrive on Tuesday. I also sent other food items I got that aren’t perishables and a bunch of my Christmas presents.</span><span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">On another note, I changed my classroom around before I went home and have gotten a few things for the room to add. The pictures randomly scattered throughout this post are of the new and improved Pre-K classroom! :)</span><br />
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First year teaching is difficult. If I could write to myself 5 years ago, I’d say, “Lauren,
don’t go into teaching”. Okay, so
typically that is not what I’d say.
Today, it is. It’s been a
long week. I feel like nothing I’m
doing at school is working with the kids.
It isn’t like the kids aren’t learning or listening. I just think that if things keep going
down the road they are, then we will have issues. On Monday, I’m implementing the “MAC” posters. </div>
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MAC stands for Movement, Activity and Conversation. I have enough posters created to last
through the day. Here’s an example
of what a poster would look like for ‘Greetings and Readings’ (I will use words
in here obviously, but pictures on the posters themselves). M: no bathroom, no drinks, no getting up to get materials. A: Greetings and Readings. C: no talking –
voice level 0. An example of ‘Learning
Labs’ is this: M: okay to use the bathroom, okay to get a
drink okay to get materials.
A: Learning Labs. C: inside voice – voice level 2. MAC is a shorter version of CHAMPS, which is a school wide
behavior management program. I
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about 8:30. I’m tending to get
about 10 hours of sleep a night. If I get any less than that I feel too tired
to move in the morning. Besides,
when I actually get up and to school, I am wide-awake much faster. I love being fully conscious of
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At school, we’ve made snowflakes and picture frames out of
popsicle sticks. We used glitter
for the snowflakes and just paint for the frames. Next week we’re making Rudolph out of popsicle sticks.
Speaking of Rudolph, we’re singing “Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer” and “Up On The
Housetop” in the Christmas Program.
Well, let me rephrase that.
We’re singing the first verse of “Up On The Housetop” and everything
except the first verse of “Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer”. We are learning them slowly, very
slowly. I’m wondering if next
year, I should start singing the Christmas song at the beginning of the year
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I’m ready for Christmas break!! I’m excited to see lots of people, as well as places I’ve
missed. Being on an island of 600
people is not something I can see myself doing for the rest of my
lifetime. Maybe I’ll consider
looking into jobs in Anchorage?
Sitka? Juneau? Maybe being closer to more people in
general would help me out a bit.
Anyway, I’m thrilled that I soon get to give the gifts I have been
collecting for friends and family.
I have to tell you; Amazon has become a very good friend of mine, not
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She’s hitting puberty and really changing, into a dog that is. She loves to play fetch! She has a little, fuzzy, purple, ball
and she loves it when I throw it so she can go get it. When she picks it up, she will bring it
right back to me and drop it near me so I can throw it again. I mean who wouldn’t want a “CatDog” in
real life? As long as it doesn’t
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I tired fish again!
It was actually the Cultural Activities part of the day. Matt and Mickey brought in the fish, quaq
(koo-uck) and chopped it up to eat.
The whole time it was being cut up, all I could think about what getting
the kids to keep away from the table because the sharp knife was there, ready
to chop a finger off. Had the fish
been easy to slice that might have been a little more comforting; however, the
fish was frozen. Anyway, I
tried it after much contemplating.
Too bad you couldn’t be here to witness my reaction to eating it. Don’t worry, I thought of all of you
before hand. Here’s the video that
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Nothing is new in Shishmaref. We're doing a gift exchange with each of the teachers and apparently I should have waited to get homemade slippers. I wonder what I'm in store for instead? </div>
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Our class is working on learning "Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer" and "Up On The Housetop" for the Christmas Program. I'm trying to download the songs from i-Tunes onto my i-Pad so we can listen to them but for those of you who know me; I'm technologically challenged. I'm currently on the phone with i-Tunes Support. I actually have been for about 40 minutes. Hopefully, the call will not drop like GCI tends to do. </div>
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Usually this is a sand table. Today, it was a water table! Do we usually have sand on the floor? Yes. Did we have water on the floor? It wasn't a flood; it was more like a pond. Next time we have a water table in our room, I'll put towels on the floor before we begin.<br />
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We're doing math. That's right! We're counting the drops of colored water we drop to make a new color mixture!! What does that mean? We're doing science too! We may be only 4 and 5 years old, but we're multi-taskers!!<br />
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Painting on the easel has never been a choice in our classroom, until now! We loved being able to use the easel to paint. Lauren even gave a limit of two pictures so everyone could have a turn. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08438034024364891746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481924356454754395.post-54544599138811988242012-11-27T17:14:00.000-08:002012-11-27T17:14:37.883-08:00Photo Gallery<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"> We used a tub of water and guessed what would sink or float. These are a few of the things we guessed would sink: play dough container, a ball, a wooden block, and a button. Some things that we guessed would float are: a foam block, a ball, and a puzzle piece.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Do you see the easel? I built it! I followed the instructions, so don't worry about it toppling over. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> Here's the Science area. On the shelf we have a globe, which I know is more for Social Studies, a balance, magnifying glasses, bug sorters, magnets, kaleidoscopes, and a "feely box".</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The doorway on the right is the door the children come though when they arrive. The purple papers have their names on them and will be used to display what the students' feel is their best work! Today, we all did our best work to color, cut, and glue a stocking. What will be displayed next? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">What you see here is our Literacy Lab. During Learning Labs, children have the opportunity to go work on the board which is magnetic; they can use magnetic letters as well as use dry erase markers. In this lab area, there is also a shelf which contains many other literacy activities that the children can do. There are alphabet puzzles, dry erase cards, letter beads, as well as many more choices. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="text-align: center;">Here, the children are making turkeys! I had all of the shapes traced but the kids were in charge of cutting them out. Some of the turkeys look a little different, but most do look the same. Even though that's good, I was kind of hoping otherwise. </span></span><br />
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Here's where we play "Kitchen" and "Store" and other things, but basically, that's about it. We love playing with the cash register the most and the new classroom came with new phones to play with, and new kitchen toys!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large; text-align: center;">Here's the cute chalkboard! Okay, so it's not a chalkboard anymore. Under the red paper however, it is! Around the board, I used tissue paper and just twisted and stapled/taped. I didn't think of this idea myself; I stole it from Sammy. While in college however, I was also told, "Why reinvent the wheel"; so, I didn't. </span><br />
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This is where parents sign in (on the table) and can get information about what will be going on in the classroom throughout the week. As well as the sign in on the table, on can also find the weekly newsletter and books that can be checked out for parents, to help them through stages of their child's development. </span></span><br />
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Here's the Sand/Water Lab! The kids love this area, especially when it's water day. I mean, think about it. If you lived on an island that was completely sand (when it's not snow of course) would you want to come inside and play with sand? I have had enough sand for a lifetime. Unless of couse we start talking about vacationing at a beach, then that's a different story. </span></span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The bags on the board that you see are our birthday bags. I made those, as well as the people sticking out of them, using the Cricut. Yes, that word pronounced like the annoying bug that chirps. </span></span><br />
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Here are a couple of my children playing with boxes. The theme was 'Boxes and Balls'. I actually brought these boxes with me from WI. When I go home for break, I intend on getting the cylindrical boxes as well. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">What's going on?? Well, I'll tell you. I'm eating spaghetti. No, I'm not using propor table manners and yes, the children are watching. These colored noodles were used for our turkey art. I was so thrilled that I found this activity (to dye noodles, fall colors, and use them as the feathers for turkeys). The kids however, they weren't so interested. They thought the activity had too much sensory, in a bad way. Apparently, sticky noodles are not the way to play. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I saw an activity online that said that if you cook 'Ivory' soap in the microwave then it will look like this and you can mold it. Well, I bought some of this soap to give it a try and guess what?!?! It didn't work. It did look like this from the microwave, but it wasn't moldable. It was too hot to play with and when it did cool down then it was just a layer of soap. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I finally finished my book!!! I got it for my birthday and started reading it over the summer. I actually forced myself to finish it in three nights. Now, I just look forward to watching the movie. I got it on Black Friday (phone shopping on this day is the way to go!) and will get it when I go home for break! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Here is the look of "No more pictures please. Just let me go hide under the bed." Sally's doing swell! Last night, I think I actually was petting her in my sleep because I woke up and she was on my tummy and well, I was petting her. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Here are some pictures of the sled dogs and me, in the frosty air. I feel bad for the dogs being outside. I know they are fine but I'd still rather have them inside. </span></div>
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Dear Readers,<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm almost 8 months old!</td></tr>
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I’ve been in the no writing zone for a long time now. I don’t think I will be getting my
writing motivation back any time soon.
What does this mean? I’ll
tell you. This will be my last
blog post. Yep, you read that
right. After this post, I will try
to make it long enough for you, I will no longer be adding to my blog. </div>
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Sally’s doing great! She loves her purple, fuzzy ball. She enjoys chasing it around the house
as well as sitting calmly with it.
What do you picture as calm?
It’s probably not what I mean for this situation. Let me rephrase that then. She likes lying on the floor with her
ball and every time you move she thinks you will take it away from her so she
takes off with it. Is that
better? I hope so. Sally also enjoys playing beauty
salon. Yep, the same game you
enjoyed playing when you were seven years old. How does she play?
Well, first off, I don’t let her use real scissors. He does wash my hair
with her tongue then brushes it with her claws. I noticed last night in particular because I woke up to her
playing this game. It’s not always
my favorite game to play with her; however, when she wants to play when I have
bed head already, I don’t mind. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lunch? No, really, they're plums.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Can we please have a silly pose?</td></tr>
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School is going well.
I’ve been busy working on vocabulary with my students. That’s a large problem here. So many of the children have such a
limited vocabulary that it is difficult to explain things to them
sometimes. Here’s an example of
what I mean. We were talking about
the letter ‘Aa’ and coming up with words that started with that letter. Someone said ‘aunt’. I asked (to clarify) if he meant the
person or the tiny bug that crawls on the ground. He said the person, so I wrote ‘aunt’ on our paper. It
wasn’t until later that I realized that he, as well as the rest of the students
in the class, probably had no idea what I was talking about when I said “The
tiny bug that crawls on the ground.”
I checked my future themes for school and I will be teaching the kids
all about bugs for the third week in April. Here’s the better part. We will be focusing on spiders on my birthday. I’m sure I can find a way to make it
fun and not gross. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cleaning?</td></tr>
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The new building is in progress still. We were supposed to be moved in by
Monday, yes, tomorrow, but no, that’s not happening. Phil, the person working on the building, will not be
leaving until Tuesday. What does
that mean for us? It means that
with Phil’s extra supplies and other materials that he needed to bring, on the
floor, we can’t complete the cleaning process. The four-year-old classroom is clean; however, the
three-year-old classroom is not.
Once that classroom is clean, my room can be emptied and then set
up. I have done what I can so
far. I have set up my bulletin
boards and plan on setting up my lending library today. Yes, I heard you. “What’s a lending library?” It’s a set of backpacks with books,
games, or other materials that help to emphasize a particular topic. A few of them are as follows: shapes, numbers, letters, Alaska, and
science. The backpacks are
available for students to check out and bring home. There’s no set return time but I’ve seen anywhere from
overnight to a week of checkout. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">TRANSPORTATION!!! :)</td></tr>
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The weather here in Shishmaref is getting really
chilly. I’m wearing my boots often
now. I’m wearing my bogs, that is.
Those go down to about -30F.
When it gets cold enough, I will pull out my bunny boots. Those go down to about -80F. Other than my boots, I am staying
warm. I’ve got my mittens and
headband and jacket. I did order
another jacket, with the SNL logo on it.
No, I don’t mean the Saturday Night Live logo, I mean the Shishmaref
Northern Lights logo. I also
intend on having someone make me one of the awesome headbands I see people
wearing to keep my ears warmer. A
little girl in my class came to school with her new headband on and I stared at
it for literally five minutes. I’m not even joking, it was amazing! We do have snow but it’s not piled up
yet. I haven’t seen more than two
snow people yet. However, the two
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I saw an owl! I
don’t know what kind it was, but I saw it. I got a picture of it sitting on the pole as well as one of
it flying away. After it flew, it
landed near the water, which yes, is freezing over, but then a raven came right
next to it. It didn’t look like
they were hurting each other. I
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I went to the first home volleyball game last night. I don’t think I’ve ever watched
volleyball until last night. It
was interesting. I kept counting,
1, 2, 3., each time the ball was on one side of the net so I could remember how
many more times they could hit the ball to make it over the net. I got to hold Caroline for most of the
time. Caroline turned one year old
recently. She’s one of the
daughters of another teacher, one who has made it 14 years up here. Caroline sat with me, pointed in the
same direction for most of the night, and ate an orange Mr. Freeze. You know
which ones I mean, right? They’re
in the plastic wrapper and they’re about a quarter each. They come in many colors, purple being
my favorite, what’s your favorite color to eat? </div>
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Did I really have you going? You don’t think I’d actually be able to be this far away and
not have some form of communication going on with you all, did you? Here’s the real deal. I really do have writer’s block. You know, the one where authors/blog
writers can’t think of a dang thing to say. Well, I hope to be able to create my published pieces
soon. On that note, this will NOT
be my last blog post. I’m not sure
when I will update again.
Hopefully, it will be sooner rather than later. Have a splendid day and remember that
April Fool’s Day is only 140 days away.
If you fell for this one, you better get ready to be fooled once
again. Good Luck!</div>
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Sincerely,</div>
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The Early Fooler</div>
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Inservice is going well so far. I’ve heard about CHAMPS officially. What is it? I don’t know what it stands
for offhand. I do know it’s an
acronym and each part stands for a different aspect of classroom
management. Since my children are
so little, I will be able to use MAC as my acronym. MAC: Movement, Activity, Conversation will be on a poster in
my room with pictures stating what kind of movement, and conversation we should
have during each activity throughout the day. I think I will also have a puppet in my room named Mac and
he will be the one to ask talk to the children about what the MAC poster
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<br />I’m updating the individual incentives in my room. I have to get better with using them
but making the students accountable for them should make that a bit easier. I
have created little caterpillars, a head and 10 circles for the body. Each of the circles represents a spot
for a stickers. When a child is caught
being good (not every time, just random ones, or I’d be out of stickers,) or
doing something above and beyond they will get a sticker. When they get a sticker, they will put
it on a spot on the caterpillar.
When the whole thing is full, they will be able to choose something from
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Painting with apples :)</td></tr>
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As a whole class management idea, I’m implementing the gumball
machine! I will be making an empty
gumball machine and each day we go without anyone going to the ‘take a break’
chair, we will add a gumball to the machine. When we get 10 gumballs, we will have 10 extra minutes of
Learning Lab time. Having the
extra time during this activity will provide an exciting incentive for the
students and cost me nothing. I’m
excited to implement these ideas but I think it will be easier to do when we’re
in our new classroom. Should I start to implement them now, or wait? Comment and let me know please. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We observed the apple seeds!</td></tr>
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I have more inservice tomorrow but it should be okay. Hopefully I will get as much
accomplished tomorrow as I did today.
I completed my GOLD checkpoints and got a few other things done that I
needed to; I just wish I had construction paper, scissors, glue, etc to work on
mini projects that I need to do. I
also wish I had my classroom. You
know which one I mean, the new one, the pretty one. The finish date has been changed to November 15<sup>th</sup>. That’s a Thursday; didn’t you know that
off hand? I plan on devoting my
entire weekend to my classroom.
Don’t expect an update that weekend because I will be thinking,
breathing, and sleeping that classroom!
I know, I doubt I will go the whole weekend without taking a break, but
still. You get the point
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">BAT HATS!!!...Halloween is coming :)</td></tr>
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I really appreciate knowing that people are reading
this. I have gotten a few comments
on here as well as in person thanking me for updating as often as I can and
telling me that they love the style. I find it easier to write this way. Writing in research paper form is far
too boring. At least for me,
Sheldon on the other hand, he’d disagree to a high extent. Mom, did you just tell R that I
referenced Big Bang? Yes, you were
right, I like that show. I’d like
to thank Amy though, sorry, not you.
I have you to thank for many more things, I’m sure you’ll be okay giving
a TV show away for grabs. </div>
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Let’s see, the kiddos are doing great, I’ve put pictures of them randomly throughout this post because I love being able to attach pictures, but I don’t have
any of inservice, thank goodness. Eventually,
I will add pictures of the new things I’m implementing but not until after they
have been created. Have a great
day everyone, peace out!</div>
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“This time, this place...” It’s great how songs can get you
thinking about so many things, isn’t it? Places, people, things, topics taking
over the brains of many. </div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM6SdbHjcX03U990-AqAqbXCFPrDR7cTjijWO3bW5XPh8TgIXICQ7NsBeYLsiEN3FoeYD_XyxLeTLgEpU1DdYYiTYLQ4sMmB8MqMIeDvqiDZCFCfAEPeX-7ByIwheZ-GwcYXhYRFoJtYWq/s1600/2012-10-17+17.07.34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM6SdbHjcX03U990-AqAqbXCFPrDR7cTjijWO3bW5XPh8TgIXICQ7NsBeYLsiEN3FoeYD_XyxLeTLgEpU1DdYYiTYLQ4sMmB8MqMIeDvqiDZCFCfAEPeX-7ByIwheZ-GwcYXhYRFoJtYWq/s320/2012-10-17+17.07.34.jpg" width="240" /></a>The weather here is getting chilly and the snow is starting
to stick. I’ve heard that it’s not
going to be gone until after I am, for summer that is. I think It’s easier to walk on frozen
over sand than squishy sand. In
addition to that, I like the sound of the crunching snow below my boots. What’s the best part of snow? Watching the kids play in it, no
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School is going well.
The building I’m supposed to be in is still being worked on. Originally,
I was supposed to be able to teach in there staring October 15<sup>th</sup>. No, that didn’t happen. Was I upset about it, a little. But hey, the longer it takes, the
better the building will be, right?
I sure hope you think so, because I may be saying that but I’m working
on believing it still. </div>
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I started drawing up classroom layouts. I’m so thrilled to start organizing the
room. I’ve got small containers
coming for the supplies and I can picture the ‘cuteness’ flowing through the
air. I know, I know, cuteness
isn’t the most important part. I
am also considering functionality and accessibility. I’m just so excited to get started, I think,
scratch that, I know that I will be in my classroom the whole weekend when I
get to move in. When you close
your eyes, eckeemm, close your eyes.
Wait, keep reading, then close your eyes and try this: Close your eyes, what do you see? Do you see your friends, your family, a
place, you? Do you see something
you have been thinking about for a while, some kind of change? I see myself in my classroom, putting
up the whiteboard in my classroom.
Your turn, what do you see?
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFQy0FwzysbXNtA-1Tfe3dTPg1vguQ1zrVT5sD2VzW5uFIILDDFdOn7hZ8v9RvRC1j05O9_v_ntcuJ_Vbrs9YeOAIgYuCq1r8mjYr4VM6QLOVpROh5b2wYsBtklmIo8fFejDikBhSxrdN/s1600/2012-10-15+19.42.46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFQy0FwzysbXNtA-1Tfe3dTPg1vguQ1zrVT5sD2VzW5uFIILDDFdOn7hZ8v9RvRC1j05O9_v_ntcuJ_Vbrs9YeOAIgYuCq1r8mjYr4VM6QLOVpROh5b2wYsBtklmIo8fFejDikBhSxrdN/s320/2012-10-15+19.42.46.jpg" width="240" /></a>Sally O’Mally (O’Meowie) is great! She enjoys chasing the laser, and chewing on my computer
corner, but only while I’m using it, yes she’s doing it right now too, so at
least I can monitor the chewing.
She also likes to play with the stuffed monkey I have (thanks Shayla for
Sally’s toy.) Something I’ve
noticed about her is that she likes to stretch on me, especially after I
shower. I think she enjoys the smell
of the pomegranate body wash. In
addition to stretching she loves giving kisses. It doesn’t matter if she’s
getting in the way of what I’m doing, she will proceed to give as many kisses
as she wants to. Oh, she also
enjoys walking right in front of my face while laying in bed; why do I love when
she does this? Because she walks
so nicely then stops just when her butt is in my face. It’s quite pleasant; at least she
hasn’t farted on me yet. Yes,
that’s the plus side to this one. I
love having my little bugger around!</div>
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What’s the highlight in Shishmaref? Going to the dump! I’ve been here how
long and I’ve been missing out on this experience? Well, not anymore.
I’ve officially had the experience of a lifetime. Go me! Want to hear the story? Of course you do. I will start from the beginning. Why do people say that? Why can’t one start the story 7/16 of
the way through? It would be a
confusing story, but a story nonetheless.
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I woke up Saturday morning and fed Sally. Too far before the beginning – okay, fast-forward
a bit. We’re supposed to get water
from the washeteria because nobody wants the school to run out of water, so
that was the plan for Saturday morning.
Well, in order to get water from the washeteria the truck is
needed. Yes, it’s the same truck I
learned how to drive stick-shift on.
Anyway, the key was missing so we went for the Honda key. Was that there? No. I ended up getting water from the
school. No, me getting water from
the school one time isn’t going to turn Shishmaref into the land of a
drought. So, I learned how to get
water from the school. Yes, this is
much nicer than getting it from the washeteria. Here’s why:</div>
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Get the pump from Amy’s house. 2.
Find keys for the truck. 3. Lift the heavy 125 gallon tank into the back
of the truck. 4. Drive to the
washeteria. 5. Set up the hose so that the water goes in the tank and not on
the ground. 6. Place 8 quarters into the machine to start water flow. 7. Turn
off water flow just before the tank overflows. 8. Place cover on the tank. 9. Drive back to where the tank is located that water will be
transferred. 10. Hook up pump to the hose and put the
other end in the water tank. 11.
Place the pump in the full water tank then plug in the cord. 12. Wait for the water to transfer tanks. 12. Unplug the cord and carefully disassemble the cords and
pumps. Repeat steps 4-12 as many
times as necessary to fill the water tank. <b>4 times for my house</b></div>
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School: 1. Get the key and the extra hose from
Amy’s house. 2. Connect the hose from Amy’s to the hose
from school and the hose to my house, to create a long enough hose to reach
from the school to my house.
3. Place one end of the
hose into the tank and the other end to the spicket at the school. 4. Turn the key to allow water to flow. 5. Wait for the water to fill the
tank. <b>Make sure to check occasionally
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Doesn’t the school one seem much easier? I agree. Anyway, I got the water then we found the truck keys. We waited for them to be returned so we
could make run to the dump. Here’s
the part you’ve been waiting for! So, we filled the back of the truck with
garbage and were about to head out when Bob noticed the truck had a flat
tire. Alright, so we got the
truck, filled it up, and now there’ s a flat. You’ve got to be kidding me, right? Nope, not even close. Eventually, we took the Honda key. Guess who got to drive? No, not Santa
Clause. I did! After we got the Honda, I drove us to
the trailer and Amy attached it.
Then I said, “Which way to the dump?” Amy’s response. “It’s that way but we need to go this way to
get the stuff to take to the dump.”
Yep, that’s right, I was so excited to go to the dump that I was going
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So, we transferred everything from the back of the truck to
the trailer of the Honda and headed off.
It was rather chilly but it was worth it because I was on the 3<sup>rd</sup>
gear of the Honda, which I had never done. So, we were going to the dump and must have it one too many
bumps because the trailer detached from the Honda. Amy attached it again and we proceeded on. We got about 50 feet ahead and it
detached again! This time, Amy
jumped on the metal pole that connects to be sure it was connected. We got going again and made it a bit
further. I could see the dump! What happened? Take a guess. Yep, the trailer fell off again!! We attached it and proceeded to the dump. Guess what?!!? We made it!!!! </div>
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in a pile. Then, I got to play
with something I’ve never played with before. This special thing was called a
blow torch. Oh my gosh, I feel
like Junie B. Jones. The B stands
for Beatrice but she just likes B and that’s all. Anyway, Amy showed me how to use the blow torch and I got to
put stuff on fire. I mean, real
stuff, not just marshmallows and candles.
I burnt boxes, and a bike tire, and I burnt a frozen pizza to a
crisp! I know what you’re
thinking. There’s no way you did
that, Lauren. You’re afraid of
fire. And you’re right, I am. And even after playing with the blow
torch, I still am afraid of fire.
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Well, after we made sure the fire would burn everything up
we headed back to town in the Honda and attempted to bring the trailer with
us. Yes, I did say attempted. The trailer detached 3 times on the way
back! Two of these times, it
almost went down the hill into the ditch.
The trailer is HEAVY, it would have been a difficult job to get it back
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Relax, it’s not a big hill.
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Being a teacher keeps me busy. Holy cow. So busy. I've heard that when a teacher is sick, it's easier to be at school than not due to sub plans being such a pain. I never really understood until now. I planned my 5 days for when I'm not going to be there and created detailed, step-by-step lessons for the course of each day. After creating the plans for each day, I made sure all of the supplies were ready for each day and sorted each day's materials into the appropriate boxes. What boxes? I have clear boxes that I labeled for each day of the week as well as an extra materials box. So, I sorted each of the materials and put all of the extra supplies as well as the supplies I will need when I get back in the 'Extra Materials' box. <br />
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One of the materials I got to make for while I will be gone is a collection of magnetic fish! I started out by printing out an outline of a fish (22 times) then coloring each of the fish. Okay, so I didn't color them completely; I just outlined them, but not because i'm lazy, because I didn't want to use all of the ink in my markers. I love markers too much to lose the ink so quickly. After outlining each of the fish, I wrote the numerals on the fish: 1 numeral per fish. Then I started to cut out the fish. T he only scissors available were the gigantic ones. You know the ones I mean: the size that could be considered a sword for a 4 year old. Yes, those. Anyway, I started to cut out the fish and gave up right away, it was going to take too long. So, I went onto plan B (which I came up with right on the spot, but didn't know why it wasn't plan A.) I got out the cricut (which is a super cool machine that cuts out miscellaneous shapes) and cut out fish in multiple colors. I added the numerals to the fish and laminated them to keep them safe. After the lamination process, I had the pleasure of cutting out the fish. Isn't that what I avoided the first time? Yes. This time however, the lamination could be cut out in a rounded fashion, instead of directly on lines. Eventually I got to add the magnets to the back of the fish. "Oh that's cool, so you can put them on the fridge, right?" Nope. I wanted the kids to be able to use magnetic fishing poles to pick up the fish. They're going to put the fish in numerical order in the end. <br />
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OH MY GOSH, I SAW THE NORTHERN LIGHTS!!! They were amazing!! I was actually woken up at 12:30am to see them. Oh my, how good bed sounds right now. Anyway, so I got out of bed and put on my boots and ran outside. It was very chilly but it was definitely worth it! The sky had a long twist of green in it. I stood outside for a half hour. Yes, in the cold, Yes, it was still worth it in the end. Did I mention that I had a cold before I went outside? Well, I did. Did it go away afterwards? Yes! - Okay, so it didn't really go away, that was only a wish.<br />
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So, here's the deal. I know I haven't updated in quite some time. Why is that? I was home!!! I went to Menomonie, Altoona, and West Bend! :) I had such a wonderful time and didn't want to come back to Shish. It's not that I don't like Shish, because I do! I just really like Menomonie. It's been my home for the last 5 years so can't it be more comfortable to be there? Maybe if I lived in Shish for 5 years I would feel that way about it too. I guess we'll have to wait and see what I decide to do. <br />
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While I was home, I got my kitty!!!! She's so adorable, loves to cuddle, she's adventurous, and so far, she's a great traveler. We've been in transit for 15 hours and he's held up well. There have been no accidents but I'd rather have that than a kitty with a bladder infection so I guess I'll just have to hope for the best at this point. Sally O'Mally is also a handful. She's tried to escape already! I think the idea of the carrier is not her most exciting thought. She wants to walk all around the airport but I won't let her. I tried to explain that she will be able to do that in Nome, but not in Anchorage.<br />
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I will be boarding the plane to Nome shortly, then will be spending the entire day there. What am I going to do? I don't have the slightest idea. I will have a kitty with me and a small airport with no WI-FI. Any ideas? How am I supposed to eat? Can I bring my kitty to Airport Pizza? Can't you hear them saying it? "Yes! We've got cans of tuna set aside for this exact purpose." Wouldn't that be nice to hear. Somehow, I don't think that is how the day is going to go. Maybe I'll have to have a super expensive lunch delivered to the airport.<br />
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Okay, I ordered chinese and had it delivered to the airport. Chicken fried rice is good in the airport when you're watching Grey's Anatomy too. Now I've just got to find time to finish the season as well as the new to DVD season of Big Bang. When am I going to find time for all of this? I don't have the littlest speck of an idea. </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08438034024364891746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481924356454754395.post-29026923825929409512012-09-28T12:27:00.002-07:002012-09-28T12:27:36.266-07:00Procrastination StationHow's your week been? Yes, of course I care. You're just reading this because I'm so far away. Maybe not even for that reason. Maybe you're considering teaching in Alaska? Think a lot about it!<br />
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I've been busy working on my lesson plans for the next few weeks. I'm also working on sub plans for the first time! So far, I think it's going to end up being about the size of a Junie B. Jones book. My goal is to have everything done so I don't have to bring any homework/school related items with me to WI/MN. So far, I can see that it's going to be a long haul to get a weeks worth of stuff done this early but it will be accomplished. I just have to make sure that procrastination doesn't take over. <br />
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Working ahead isn't easy to do when you're sick either. I've got a cold that won't go away. My voice is no longer, unless I whisper, and my nose is driving me crazy. Everyone that knows me knows that I can't sing to begin with, just imagine what I sound like now. I would say that I sound like a seal about to be eaten by a bear. Hopefully my kids are excited and ready to sing today because they're going to be laughing the whole day if I have to sing. <br />
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My application for Sally O'Mally was approved!!!!! I get to pick her up at 1:00 a week from today!!! Oh my gosh, I'm so excited!! I've already ordering a few things where as I will be bringing other things back to AK with me when I return. <br />
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<3 LaurenAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08438034024364891746noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481924356454754395.post-58547189795865620842012-09-24T20:17:00.001-07:002012-09-24T20:17:28.145-07:00Dear DiarySeptember 24, 2012<div>
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It snowed today. Well, last night technically. What's the difference right? Nothing. Nothings different here; oh wait, everything is different in Shishmaref!!!! Ice cream is most certainly not ice cream, shopping online isn't anywhere near as fun as shopping at the store. I mean, really, online you can see your total but in the store, not finding out until the moment you're spending that much money is part of the fun. Did I mention the weather? Maybe that's where I started and got a little side tracked. Back on the runway. I agree, getting snow now is better than getting snow in July, unless you live in AU however. But really, in the states, September 24th, is not okay!!!! </div>
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Well, I'm learning how to drive a stick shift. The truck belongs to the school, technically. Anyway, my first time driving, I didn't kill it at all!!!!!! I was so proud! Then, I drove again the next day and didn't do as well. In my defense however, I was on hills and i've heard it's much more difficult to drive a stick on a hill. At least I'm not killing the truck when i'm going 30mph, right? How about the fact that I need to get used to shifting down when I want to stop instead of just stopping? I will get used to that eventually, right? </div>
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What does Monday mean to you? First day of school for the week? Yes, me too. But it also means, the evening of bright clean clothes!!!! Wait, I take that back. It no longer means this more me. Now, It just means night of clean clothes!!!! My clothes are no longer bright. Well, at least not bright white. Mom, how many times have you shown me how to do my laundry? How many times did I refuse to listen - 1 too many maybe? Okay, here's what happened. I wasn't thinking and put my red bed sheets (never been washed) in with my lights. I think I was just out of room in the dark load. Anyway, I now own as much pink as I would have wanted when I still wanted to be a ballerina and was called 'Twinkle Toes'. </div>
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Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, I’d like to welcome
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I’ve given the Snack Shack another try. My typical Friday night excitement
involves a cheeseburger AND fries (with my own BBQ provided) and a
chocolate/vanilla milkshake. Did
you notice how I wrote and? Nope,
the capitalization wasn’t an error.
At the Snack Shack, if you say ‘and’ the burger will come with a side of
fries; however, if you say ‘with’ the burger will come separately from an
entire side order of fries. What’s
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What’s the farthest you’ve traveled from your friends and
family? How long were you
gone? How close were you to them
to begin with? Being in AK when
most of your friends and family are in WI or MN is tough. I wasn’t really sure how much I wanted
to say on here with people I don’t known reading this possibly. Then I thought about it and realized
that I was more concerned with the people I do know reading it. Then, I considered cancelling the whole
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Being up here makes staying in contact with friends and
family harder than expected. It’s
not like I don’t get to talk to them, it’s just not the same. A friend and I are having a
conversation online about how difficult it is that being so far from
everyone. Yes, we’ve made new
friends but they’re not the same kinds of friends we have back home. I’ve been told that that’s what happens
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When I was at home and something happened I was at least
surrounded by people I was fully comfortable with. I was able to express myself however I felt the need and it
didn’t matter. It’s not that
I can’t express myself in AK, because I can, it just isn’t the same because
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Do you recall that exciting news about me considering getting
a kitten? Well, my dream is
getting closer to coming true!!! I’m actually going home to WI for a few days
and plan on getting Sally O’Malley while I’m down there. I faxed in my
application to adopt her and as soon as it’s through the process the humane
society will call me to get things stared. I’m so excited to have Sally O’Malley to cuddle with. She’s a playful little one too! </div>
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Since I’m getting Sally O’Malley so soon, she will already
be here when Shayla comes!!! That’s right, she’s coming the first week of
November!! Shayla, are you reading this?
I hope you’re getting excited.
Make sure to bring warm clothes because we’ve already had snow here. The snow didn’t stick but eventually,
it will, it’s a realization I must come to terms with. Although, if it’s going to continue to
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get done by the end of the month. Recently,
the kids in my class didn’t have school for the day because we did a hardcore
cleaning. All of the teachers in
the room, 3 and 4 year old teachers, used Clorox wipes to sanitize every square
inch of the room. The toys that
were far to tedious to clean with wipes, we used a Clorox/water solution. Due to doing this hardcore cleaning, my
learning lab necklaces needed to be cleaned. Well, the way I made them didn’t allow for them to be
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I’m also getting closer to making the combined classroom
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classroom and things are starting to arrive. So far I’ve gotten my weather/calendar pocket chart, 2
magnetic whiteboard erasers, a staple remover (which I recently learned is
magnetic too!!!!) and my kid ice packs.
What’s a kid ice pack? It’s
not just smaller in size but they’re animals!! <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span> What child gets hurt and wants
something to make it feel better?
All of them, right? Here’s
my plan. If I have these cute ice
packs available for injuries then if a child won’t stop crying or actually
needs an ice pack, I can provide one.
Even if an ice pack isn’t needed, I see a placebo effect in the future.
The only downside to these that I see so far is that they’re so cute the kids
might say they’re hurt and need one even when they’re not. I guess I’ll figure out how that’s going
to work when the time comes. Now,
I just need to wait for the rest of my toys to come; I will try to be
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A bunch of the teachers are having a big dinner tonight and
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I really need to get wi-fi at
home so I can update you more easily.
<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Oh my goodness, what have I been
up to these days? <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Horrible Movie Night was Friday
and we didn't watch a horrible movie. We ended up watching 'Gran Torino'.
I wasn’t expecting to like it, but I did. I know, it wasn’t a chick flick or a horror movie and I
loved it! In addition to Horrible
Movie Night it was also Snack Shack Night!!!!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">What’s Snack Shack? It’s the restaurant with no dine in
area and no drive though window, basically isn’t an expensive, fast food place.
For $19, I got a cheeseburger, 4 mozzarella sticks (NO MARANARA, I might add)
and a chocolate milkshake. Who
likes chocolate milkshakes better than me? Name anyone, anyone at all. Errrr. Wrong
answer. The correct answer is
nobody. Now you’re getting it, I
like chocolate milkshakes a lot, okay, so I like chocolate in general a
lot. Anyway, the milkshake from
Snack Shack was good but it was actually a bit too chocolaty for me and for
those of you who know me, that doesn’t happen often. I don’t think I will be getting a cheeseburger from there
again either. Over time, my
preferences on how I enjoy having my meat cooked have changed. I still do not want to see blood coming
out of my burger, but no, I don’t want it burnt to a crisp. Want to guess what I’m going to tell
you next? My cheeseburger was
almost burnt to a crisp. I’m sure many people enjoy having their food prepared
this way; it’s just not for me anymore.
<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Over the course of the rest of
the weekend I spent most of my time at the school working on lesson plans and
preparing for this week. I’m
currently caught up though the end of next week but my intention, in all
honesty, it to type everything into GOLD (my lesson plan website base) until
the end of September, by the end of this weekend. Did that make any sense at all? I really don’t feel like figuring out how to rephrase that
so go ahead and ponder it a while if it didn’t click right away for you.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Monday, Monday, Monday. Ummm..I
know it’s not a good idea to use ‘ummm’ in a paper, okay, or language in
general but I’m going to anyway; so sue me (cliché intended). I had my first Monday with students this week! I have to split my kids in half (I
enjoy doing this vertically so they can still hop around and I can still see at
least part of their faces) because otherwise the ratio of students to teacher
goes over. I cannot have more than
10 students at a time with me being the only teacher in the classroom. Take a guess how many kids showed up
for school. Come on, take a
guess. I know you don’t want to,
do it anyway. Peer pressure
getting to you? I had 2 kids! Yes, you read that right! 2!!! I have a feeling that this happened
because typically I have students from 12:30-4 but on Mondays I have students
from 8:30-12. I hope that next
week I will have more children bright and early to start the week off
right. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Today (Tuesday) I had 15 of my 17
kids in class. The theme this week
is ‘How Do You Feel?” <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">We spent lots of time talking
about how we felt today and matching emotion names with looks on faces. We’re going to do something similar
tomorrow; hopefully it goes well. In
addition to playing games having to do with emotions, we also did some hands on
math. We made ‘Shape Pizza’. Want to do this at home? You will need play dough and cut outs
of shapes such as circles, squares and triangles. All you need to do is put some shapes on the pizza (play
dough) and count how many shapes there are. I also expanded the activity by counting individual shapes,
identifying shapes, identifying colors, adding to get the total number of
shapes, and visualizing the number of shapes using fingers as well. Did you know a teacher could do that? Yes, I do intend on getting the point
across to you that I’m not just a ‘babysitter’. I know that’s what you (or most of you) were thinking. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Here’s a small update for all of
you readers out there. I’m not
going to go into detail but I will give you the jist of it. Pam, my ECE (Early Childhood Education)
principal came to visit with me Monday afternoon-Wednesday morning. She observed my class all day Tuesday
and told me that she’s very pleased with what she saw!! In addition to watching
me teach she is also making herself available to me if I need anything else,
ie. Getting funding for anything
in my room that I feel I may need.
So far, it seems as though I am in a great position to have Pam by my
side. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Pam isn’t the only one who has
come to visit me this week. I also
recently learned that I have a mentor (being my 1<sup>st</sup> year teaching)
who’s name is Bev. She got here
today so I haven’t had much of a chance to spend with her so far. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">We (myself and the rest of the
new teachers) did get to have dinner with Bev. Bev brought dinner to us! We had whole wheat spaghetti, sauce, bread, salad (with
dressing balsamic vinaigrette dressing!!!) and dessert. Yes, the dessert was chocolate. I will learn more about what Bev will
be helping me with when I meet with her tomorrow after school. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">So, I have this friend. Her name is Shayla. She’s working on getting my kitty for
me!!!! The kitty I want lives in Menomonie but I love her so much she better be
good at traveling. Shayla is
working on finding a way to get Sally O’Malley (the kitty) to AK to live with
me. There are a few ways that are
being considered at this time. My
current favorite however involves Shayla coming to visit me too!!!! Yep!!
That’s right, she might come!!! If you’d like to come with Shayla to visit me,
just say the word and I’ll sleep on the floor…that way you can have my bed. Why would I give up my bed you may
ask? I’ll tell you. If you’re going to travel to Bush
Alaska and use the honey bucket, you should be able to sleep in a bed. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Sleeping in a bed, being nice and
warm, would be a great thing considering there was frost on the ground on September
11!!!! Really? September? I’m not used to this! Guess I’m going to have to be since we’re
supposed to be getting snow soon. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Okay, I just looked at the clock
and it’s not the weekend so I should be heading to bed. Oh wait, that’s a lie. I should have been asleep hours
ago. Goodnight world; I will talk
to (see you?) you all soon!!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"><3 Lauren<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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The dark brown spots are where the box is taped together. It's not as noticeable on the box, just the pictures. I made the box out of a brown box, masking tape, and a ritz cracker box. I painted the box with brown, black, and yellow Crayola paint :)<br />
Included: <br />
Stencils, pencils, hopping frogs, sticky frogs, play dough, mini pens, pencil grips, eraser shapes, mini slinkies finger monster puppets, bouncy balls, shape notepads, and sparkle rings.<br />
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This was going to be posted last night but the internet wasn’t
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Oh, the early hours of the morning came too fast today. I got up and laid in bed for a while,
but eventually got up and headed to the church basement. I got as much ready as I could for
today. I will be adding water to
the sand/water table tomorrow. There’s
no running water in the church so I will have to transport the water down
there. I will also be rearranging
the room a little bit. I set up
the dramatic play area on one end of the room in attempt to keep the kids out
of another area. This didn’t seem
to work. Instead, the kids like to
hide behind the dramatic play items because then I can’t see them from the
carpet. Due to this, I’m trading
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6zJ_6BkqELJ6NbzQoFULdWVfM0InGeh_MGFy-pMRIkgR-m4sVfE303Wg5e261U9y8ebZw8SJtHbgVQ-vAJW1kRfnYgvP7TyA-9NxQ0th-v27XbNrx7VK01KvR3rcGGTeS5zvwhs8myOkO/s1600/P9020023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6zJ_6BkqELJ6NbzQoFULdWVfM0InGeh_MGFy-pMRIkgR-m4sVfE303Wg5e261U9y8ebZw8SJtHbgVQ-vAJW1kRfnYgvP7TyA-9NxQ0th-v27XbNrx7VK01KvR3rcGGTeS5zvwhs8myOkO/s320/P9020023.JPG" width="320" /></a>Here’s the big part of the day. I did the ‘Polar Plunge’!! Okay, so it wasn’t the real thing but it was similar. A bunch of us, teachers, took the Honda
with the trailer and went over to the arctic circle. We took our before picture and then ran into the water. The whole time I was running into the
water, I was thinking about swimming with Nessie in Scotland. Once I got further out however, all I
could think about was how cold the water was. I swallowed the nasty salt water and got up the courage to
dunk my head. Even though I found
the courage, I didn’t have a choice.
We had all agreed that we were going underwater; if we didn’t, the
plunge didn’t qualify. After I
went underwater, the water did seem nicer. I was further out in the water, with
Nick. Everyone else was headed
back to shore but we were enjoying the excitement. Nick and I took pictures in the water, I of him, and him of
me. Then what happened? The wave came. The big, big wave, that really wasn’t
that big, but it was for how cold it was outside. Anyway, I went under and it turned me around. I came back up and was trying to gain
my balance back and there was Nick, at a loss of words. Take a guess why? Giving up so soon? You don’t need to think hard about this
one. Half the top of the suit came
off. Yep, I was just ‘hanging out’
bahahahahhaha. Eventually, the loss of words was no longer and I took care of
the top. The best way I could come
up with to get him back was to tell him to wipe the snot off of his face: I know, it doesn’t even come
close. Well, after the plunge, I
got to drive the Honda back!!!! Yep, that’s still an exciting thing for
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After swimming I showered at school, where there’s
plumbing! After that, do you want
to take a guess what I did?
No? Are you sick of
guessing? I’ll tell you. I dropped my stuff off at home then
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Even though I was sick of working on stuff for the day, I
still accomplished a couple things.
I completed my calendar for birthdays, got my job chart figured out, and
determined the order I’m going to use for the math activity cards (the cards
are mandatory). My new favorite
school related task though is this:
shopping for my classroom!!!!! I got to look through all of the
magazines and decide what I want for my classroom. Of course, the list will have to be approved, but I did find
some pretty sweet things! As I was looking though each of the magazines, I was
thinking about when I have my own room. There are only so many things we have
at the little school and everything needs to be shared. Both the 3 and 4 year old classes use
the same general curriculum so the themes are the same. This means, each week, the dramatic
play, science, math, blocks, art, sand/water table, etc will need to be about
the same set up. Due to this, we need
how many of each thing do you think?
Exactly, I found some things that could work in both rooms, but mine
mostly. I mean, if you were
finding things for your classroom, would you buy something that wouldn’t work
for you? I’ll list a few things
that I put on my list for my classroom:
an easel (whiteboard/magnetic), alphabet activity balls, multicultural
crayons, finger paint, magnetic letters, music CD’s, an organizer for me, a bug
sorting kit, a weather board, and geo boards. Don’t know what geo boards are? Don’t worry, I’ll tell ‘ya! They’re typically square boards that have peg like sticks
sticking out of them so rubber bands can be wrapped around them. These are used for children when they’re
working on geometry mostly, but they’re really fun to just make rubber band
pictures with too. </div>
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I think I’m getting sick so I’m going to hit the hay. The warmth of my blankets and pillows
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<3 Stay well!</div>
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I woke up this morning to work on more school related items; what else would I want to wake up for, right? I got up after a long time of laying in bed and reminding myself of how much I didn't want to go to school. Eventually, I made it to the ECE building and got right to work. I found some books to put in our class library, found my math curriculum that I have to teach and found the behavior practice guides I will be using on a daily basis from now on. </div>
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The math curriculum I will be using is called "Numbers Plus". Here's what I know about it so far: the box looks cool and the inside is organized (only because I did it). One of my goals for tomorrow though is to get everything figured out regarding the pretty box. </div>
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The behavior practice guides I found are laid out for me so they're much easier to understand. I'm not suggesting that things that aren't laid out are too difficult, but sometimes, things should just be easy. </div>
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I tried to continue working on the GOLD lesson plans I need to submit but the page I need to do this on isn't working for (or with) me. I attempted to sign in and it said 'License Expired. Your license is expired. Please see a supervisor for further details.' Really!!???!!?!? This isn't what I wanted to see right now. I just wanted to get my work done before Monday so I could lay in bed all day and do nothing but watch movies. No, typically I can't do this on Mondays, but this Monday is Labor Day!!! I sure hope GOLD is working by tomorrow. </div>
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Let's see, what else did I do today? I watched the 'Big Bang Theory' and only have 4 episodes left of season 4 which means I'm all caught up!!! Well, kind of. Amy (my roommate...and the one who got me into the show) only has though season 4 at this time, season 5 is being ordered via Amazon, soon! I'm looking forward to the next season already. No, I take that back. Rewrite...I'm getting antsy for the next season already. Much better. </div>
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I was at another teacher's house and we were talking about how she loves coming home to her dogs after a long day at work and it got me thinking. No, I'm not planning on getting a dog. I am however considering getting a kitten (or a cat about a year old). I want to be able to come home to a kitten/cat and cuddle with it and know that it will be there. The idea of having a cute little critter roaming my house seems so nice. I'm looking online for a cute little guy to join the Shish community. <div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08438034024364891746noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481924356454754395.post-48953446589558354622012-08-31T22:36:00.001-07:002012-08-31T22:36:19.975-07:00Today never ends.No time for funniness. Must get right down to business. Yeah, we all know that won't happen with me. Today wasn't my best day. This morning (prep time) was good. I got everything done that I needed to plus a little more. School was going well for most of the day; then, it happened! The sewage pipes burst and everyone had to breathe in the stench of moldy water and you know what. Can you even imagine how horrible that was?!?! Alright, let me rephrase that. Can you even imagine how horrible that would have been? Okay, so i'm trying to make light of the real situation; which in comparison to the previously thought of situation, really wasn't that bad. <br />
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Here's how things really went down. I set up my classroom and decided that the kids were only going to do puzzles before lunch. This seemed to make things easier because then they weren't getting everything out then having to put it all away not long after. There were some kids who had difficulty following this new routine but overall, it will be a nice change. </div>
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Lunch was good, the students are starting to get used to going back to their seats after they're done eating instead of going to play right away. The aspect of going to play right after eating, that's a home thing. There is no way that's happening in my classroom. Lunch is going to be for talking with others and working on manners. </div>
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Though the course of the day we did lots of practicing of daily routines, as well as fire drill practice (which went really well, in short terms). An hour before the end of the day, we were at the carpet, meeting as a group. Would you like to take a stab at what happened? I'll give you a hint. It doesn't have to do with sewage pipes, volcanos, markers, or globes. Yes, I was thinking of random things around the room. Okay, here's what happened. One of the students decided to throw a temper tantrum. Yes, i have two other people in the room; however, Im am the only certified teacher. What did I end up doing? I moved my class to a different part of the room so it would be easier for them to concentrate on the book we were reading, instead of the screaming child. This would have been a good idea had the upset child not been told to go join us! The boy got up and ran to the group, and disrupted the story again. At this point, I had one of the other teachers take over reading the book and I went to sit by the upset child. I asked him to go on a walk with me and he declined, by kicking me and whining some more. I told him that when he was ready to go back with the group, he could tell me. About 40 minutes later, he was ready to join everyone. I said okay, but we had a small talk first about what we should do when we get upset, instead of kicking and screaming. </div>
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By the time the day was over I was, and still am, ready to be done. Honestly, today I wondered why I went into education. Because I love kids? Because I want to spark creativity and allow for exploration? These may be valid points, but at this time, they don't seem like rational reasons. </div>
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Tonight it supposed to be 'Horrible Movie Night', well, it still is, I'm just not going. I have too much to do. Yes, mom, 'Welcome to teaching'. I've got my lessons for next week to do, all due tonight, I might add. Have I started them? Don't be silly, leaving WI didn't change my procrastination habits. Moving might have changed my cooking habits though. They're still not wonderful (and never will be) but after tonight, I can officially say I've made a burger on the stove and there was no pink in it!! stove-0 Lauren-1. Oh wait, smoke filled house-1 Lauren 0. Does this leave me at 0? </div>
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Monday: 8:30-12 (with kids) 12-4 (prep)</div>
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Sunday, I was planning on moving stuff to the church
basement but that didn't end up working out. Why did I need to move things to the church basement you
ask. Well here's the rundown. We have the 'big school' which is
Kindergarten-12th grade. My
school, the 'little school' is for ECE (3 and 4 year olds). The church basement however is our
current classroom because the ECE building has a large crack in the wall and
the ceiling. Does this sound safe
for young children to be in? How
about this detail of information:
my desk is in the ECE building.
Not only do I work on my lesson plans in a building that could collapse,
it's also freeeeeeeezing cold in there!! There's a door that doesn't shut so
the 44 degree weather today was not only outside the doors but inside too. Since I couldn't move stuff I decided
to make sure everything was all sorted and ready to go. I went though the
entire building and decided what I wanted to bring ot he basement and what I
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Anyway, I finally got to start moving stuff on Monday. We got everything into the back of the
truck and were going to head to the church basement to unload. What do you think happened next? No guesses? I'll tell you.
The truck didn't work.
Something near the tire snapped so we had to transfer everything to a
different truck. We ended up using a Honda (4-wheeler) with a trailer too. We moved everything from one building
to the other in about 5 trips. I'd
like to make sure I mention this, I love driving Hondas!!!!! Oh my gosh, it's
one of my new favorite things!! If
I ever end up back in WI, or anywhere I suppose, I am getting myself one. I don't know what I love about it so
much, the wind in my hair, the feeling of driving again, or the excitement that
comes with riding/driving one for the first time ever. Who cares the reason, though, it's
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After moving everything to the church basement and eating
lunch, we started setting everything up.
The dramatic play, sand/water table, puzzles, games, art supplies,
everything has it's own space. I
loved watching the room come together little by little. The idea that every little bit built
off of the previous; it's just like watching lights click when a child begins
to understand something. After
everyone else (the 3 year old teacher and my other classroom people) left, I
got back to work. I gave
everything a home and started thinking about what else I needed or wanted for
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The first day of school was good! There are some things that could have gone better but it
could have been so much worse.
During the course of the day, only one child pooped his pants and one
child cried (the one who's dad works in the classroom). I say, that is a
successful first day. I took
pictures of the kids with a frame I had made that said "My First Day of
Pre-K". Some kids didn't want
their picture taken at first but warmed up to the idea later on in the
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No, not really. Was it
tiring? YES! I'm used to working
with young children but 17 at one time is a lot. How people deal with over 30 kids at once is beyond me. The
kids 'wrote' their names today so I could start to look at progression over
time. I also took note of
different things children were good at and need to work on. This is something I will be doing
on a daily basis so I don't have to try to come up with everything all at once.
I also will have these to show parents when they ask me how I know their child
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House update:
My breaker box exploded.
Apparently Amy and I both sleep like rocks because neither of us heard a
thing and we heard there was a large spark and the BROKEN streetlight went
on!!! Am I sleeping at home
tonight? No. I'm on the floor in the library with my
favorite sleeping bag, pillow, wifi, and TV!!!!! I know, I'm full of excitement
for such small things. Think about
it though, I get excited over plumbing now. Speaking of which, I am showering in a shower tomorrow
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Where should I begin? Why, at the beginning of course! I’ve had crummy internet here in Nome so I haven’t been able to update the online world lately.<br />
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I had the pleasure of being able to sleep in. Although I didn’t have to be anywhere in the morning, I was still up at a decent hour. I hadn’t yet packed for Nome and didn’t know how I was getting to the airport. I packed (lighter than the trip to Unalkleet/Stebbins) for Nome and then went to find out how I was getting to the airport. I searched for my principal at the school and when he wasn’t there, I went to his house (this is okay to do here). I found him, not! I then ran into the former ECE teacher on the way back to my house and she told me that I probably wouldn’t be flying out due to weather. Hearing this made me feel a little more comfortable and less rushed. I went to a friend’s place and searched for the phone number to see if the flight was still going as planned. Apparently, the BSSD flight number isn’t available, I however, have Sammy!!! I sent a text to the lovely lady and she was actually landing at that time. She asked the pilot (Aiden) if I was still flying. The message I received was that I was and I needed to be at the airport in 45 minutes. Well, a relief that I was still going came over me, but not as powering as the frazzled feeling I had. I headed back to my principal’s house but got no answer again. I decided to take one last look at the school; it’s a good thing I did because that’s where he was. I asked him who was taking me to the airport and he told me that he was, which is why he was there. I headed back to my house and gathered my things. About 10 minutes later we headed to the airport.<br />
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I only had to wait about 3 minutes until I got on the plane and was off! I didn’t get to go right to Nome, first I got to pick up 3 other people, one in Brevig Misson, one in Whales, and one in Teller. Each of these flights were more turbulent than the last. Whales can be known to have the worst weather; at the time I flew however, Shishmaref was undergoing worse weather. After the long haul I safely ended up in Nome. I was hungry at this point and guess what?! The first place that looked familiar is where I ate, Subway!!!! After dinner Sammy and I came back to the hotel to relax. Don’t get too excited, the hotel I’m at is your basic hotel: cable TV, crummy internet, no breakfast, empty vending machines, dishes, a mini fridge, and microwave in the room, and the most uncomfortable beds I’ve slept in, ever. I would rather be sleeping on the ground, in the rain (as long as I had my sleeping bag of course). For dinner, we had ‘Milano’s’. Sammy and I each got a medium pizza so we would have leftovers for breakfast. As we walked back to the hotel, I proceeded to almost drop the left over pizza on the ground, then ran into a wall, that was fun. Both of us zonked fairly quickly that night.<br />
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Bright and early, I had to wake up more my favorite thing, other than using fluoride, inservice. I hope you can read sarcasm, if not, that was my attempt. Getting ready was the easy part. What about pineapple pizza for breakfast is difficult? Everyone (all of the ECE teachers) walked down to the mini convention center together. When we got there, we got a big surprise! Balloons were everywhere! They were all over the floor and confetti was on the tables; one would have thought a birthday party was going on! Alright, so that didn’t really happen. We did get to choose from teas, coffee, and hot cocoa to indulge in though. Breakfast choices were also provided: oatmeal and fresh fruit. What did I take? Come on, you know me, well, maybe. I took the fruit. I won’t be able to have fresh items in my village often so I figured I might as well get it while I can. Once I got breakfast, there was another surprise waiting for me. There were toys on my table – stickers, markers, crayons, blocks, play-doh, and a puzzle eraser. No, really, this is the truth!! By the way, a puzzle eraser is 6 separate erasers that are 4×4 puzzle piece squares that all fit together to make a cube. This toy was by far the most distracting. Other than playing with the toys, I learned about Teaching Strategies Gold (assessment) as well as the domains I will be working with and how they will align with one another.<br />
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Personally, (as well as with others) I believe this inservice could have been done in much less time. Everything seemed to be repetitive. Our speaker was knowledgeable but seemed to be filling time often. How many times can a group of about 60 people hear everyone’s answers to questions? The answer: not even one. Although we could have settled for less than one, the actual result was closer to 4. For those of you who have a hard time with math, that’s 5 (questions) x 60 (people) x 4 (times/rotations) = 1,200 (moments of ridiculousness). Yep, that’s right, I enjoyed doing this math just to see how much time was wasted. Some of you may be thinking, “This time may have seem to be wasted because you thought the topic was boring, but wasn’t it beneficial?” My answer, no.<br />
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Anyway, after inservice, Sammy and I hit up a store on the way back to the hotel. This place was one of the cutest little shops I’ve seen in a while. It reminded me of ‘grandma’s secret closet’ which had all of the fun stuff in it that she wouldn’t let you see unless it was a special occasion. I ended up getting a deck of cards (go figure) as well as two puppets. I was once told that as an ECE teacher, I can never have too many puppets. I have now added a dolphin to my puppet collection as well as a glove. The glove puppet has an animal on each fingertip: brown bear, moose, puffin, polar bear, and husky. This might be one of the coolest puppets I’ve ever seen!<br />
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Would you like to take a guess as to what I had for dinner? I’ll give you a hint, I had Chinese for lunch and I didn’t have the same thing for dinner. Give up? I had ‘Milano’s’ again. This time, I had a cheeseburger. Here’s the most irritating thing I have encountered while eating out in Alaska, barbecue sauce seems to be a foreign term. I can’t seem to get my desirable addition to a meal. I suppose I will have to bring my own condiment selection next time I come to Nome. The rest of the evening wasn’t too thrilling, I attempted to update everyone on my newest endeavors, but like I stated earlier, the internet here is crummy. In the end, I went to bed.<br />
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Tuesday:<br />
Look outside what do you see? Sunny skies, grass growing, or children playing? I wish I could see that. What’s my view you may ask? Let’s peek out the window and see – dark skies, rain drenching the ground, wind so strong it’s blowing Sammy over, waves crashing so loudly one can hear them without seeing them. That’s actually what the whole day was like. I’m not laying in bed, going over my entire day, which by the way I’m not going to go into great detail about, it would bore you. I promise, it’s exactly like yesterday, only crummy weather. My day was filled with inservice, yes, same topics, and walking back to the hotel was the same as well.<br />
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The only difference was that today, we stopped at GCI (my new cell phone company) because my phone isn’t working properly. I intend on getting a new one very soon. Like I said, not very thrilling. The exciting part of the day was dinnertime. I had ‘Airport Pizza’. No, I didn’t have pizza, or a burger, I had a BARBECUE chicken wrap!!!! Yes, I really was that thrilled when I learned they had this on menu. Here’s the twist though. Sammy and I didn’t feel like walking across town in the crummy weather so we decided to have the food delivered. Try to guess what our total came out to be: I had a barbecue chicken wrap and an unsweetened iced tea and Sammy had a small cheese pizza, breadsticks, and a soda. Now, think about this: 2 people and delivered. Do you give up? And the grand total came to……..$64.23 (okay the cents might be off) but the whole dollar amount is actual!! No sarcasm intended! Isn’t that crazy?!?!? Apparently, just to deliver the food was $10.00 because a cab driver had to deliver it. I tell ‘ya, we’re not ordering from there again.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqfXJ7f6YRSequD6UlH4-Q4oPDwWwr8YO0FNF3tAEvZIINRfsPaA9SbajCYMzF1WEuZle23dYEq9Qet-vGorxypPT39A0qQnzxFf6wFtOyzSRyCGRbRQHmn8nD9Y_j6nkfKl89K1dT5uRG/s1600/Sammy+and+Lauren" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqfXJ7f6YRSequD6UlH4-Q4oPDwWwr8YO0FNF3tAEvZIINRfsPaA9SbajCYMzF1WEuZle23dYEq9Qet-vGorxypPT39A0qQnzxFf6wFtOyzSRyCGRbRQHmn8nD9Y_j6nkfKl89K1dT5uRG/s1600/Sammy+and+Lauren" /></a>The rest of the evening is kind of a blur. Sammy and I spent the evening in our beds, wishing we could dream of sugar plums dancing in our heads. Instead, we spent the evening wishing we didn’t have to get up early and go to inservice again. We’ve come to an agreement that we both want to go home, too bad home isn’t the same place for both of us.<br />
Well, it’s about time the sandman has come to visit me, I hope you all enjoyed my update and I’ll keep them coming the best I can.<br />
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Sweet dreams <3<br />
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(copied from original blog - aug 22)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08438034024364891746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481924356454754395.post-47315955768430394172012-08-30T23:13:00.001-07:002012-08-30T23:13:32.010-07:00The Fishy Experience.<br />
Dear Readers,<br />
Today was my first Saturday Work Day. I woke up pumped and ready to work, thankfully. Apparently, Macs don’t have ‘Paint’ so I had to trace and color all of the pictures I needed for my schedule. I worked hard on this all day, come to find out that I could have been done in 1/3 of the time. No, I couldn’t have worked faster, I just could have worked smarter. I overlooked my scheduling plans and colored too many pictures. Eventually, I got my schedule and Lab labels completed. I only need to label them now, then I can put them in my room!!! :)<br />
I tried a new food today. It’s called fish! haha :) I really did though. I had baked halibut and fried cod. Hats off to Nick, excellent chef! I also filled up on veggies, rice-a-roni, and couse-couse with sweet peas and chicken. Group dinner again soon please?<br />
I head to Nome tomorrow, guess for what – more inservice. Even after this long last week I’m actually pretty excited. I do get to meet with Kewarek, which is the group that will be teaching the 3 year olds. I haven’t been able to do anything with my classroom because the 3 and 4 year olds will be using the same classroom while we’re in the church basement; which means I’m not the only one that needs to be okay with the classroom set up. I will also get to see Sammy at inservice!! I met her at Welcome Wagon and we hit it off right away. Both of us are ECE teachers (ECE is the only group going to Nome) and are full of ‘sillies’. Amy’s cooler will be going with me to Nome as well. I intend on bringing back perishable food items myself, that way they won’t look like squashed grapes by the time I return.<br />
I also got to experience my first eskimo birthday party tonight. Birthdays here are a bit different. Instead of having cake, ice cream, and presents, there are many choices of cakes, pies, and other desserts, as well as a different gift giving theory. Presents are still given, but they’re not planned. When someone has a birthday party, you’re invited to go right then, not in a week or two. The reason for this is because when one has a party, not everyone is called right way, that way people can come in shifts to make seating/eating easier (see below to understand this more clearly). It’s common for guests to give a dollar (or more) to the birthday person, in the ‘money cup’. This money can be used for whatever the birthday person chooses. I know, that part is similar. One does not have to give money, gifts (often books) are welcome as well. Seating is also different. When arriving at a party, one should go to the living room, not towards the table right away. When there is a spot open at the table, the person next (in line, sitting in the living room) goes to the table to eat. When done eating, he removes himself from the table right away to make room for someone else – this continues until all of the guests have eaten.<br />
At my first eskimo birthday party there were all sorts of sweets: Chocolate cake, white cake, red velvet cake, funfetti cake, apple pie, pumpkin pie, cheesecake, berries (with surgar), cinnamon rolls, spaghetti, and much more. The beverage of choice was one I hadn’t had in a long while, Tang!! You know, the orange powder stuff you used to love when you were little; well, now it’s gross! Trust me, no need to try it again for yourself.<br />
It’s almost midnight here folks and my eyes are closing as I type.<br />
Much love!<br />
Lauren<br />
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(Copied from original blog - Aug 19)<br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08438034024364891746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481924356454754395.post-27381311129581816062012-08-30T23:12:00.002-07:002012-08-30T23:54:40.121-07:00It's Like Christmas!<br />
Today was the last day of inservice, for the week. Yes, I set my alarm to go off, no, I didn’t get up when it went off. Please, don’t be alarmed, I did wake up in time to get ready for the day, pack, eat breakfast, and be where I needed to be, on time. My breakfast today was orange juice, a double chocolate, chocolate chip muffin, greek yogurt, a slice of french toast (with PB, of course) and an apple. I know, interesting right? After breakfast, we had the birthday ceremony (which celebrated birthdays from June-October). We will celebrate other birthdays at future inservice days. After that, I went to learn more about STEPP.<br />
I was informed that I was the only one taking the 10:25 flight back to Shish. I planned on meeting at the front at 10:00. As I was enjoying (no, really!!) the presentation, I was called to come right away because the plane was going to be early. I hurried down the hall to get my things, and then I took them out into the rain to be put in the truck. When we (the school driver and I) got to the airport, we were waiting then were informed that the plane was no longer going to be early. As I waited, I talked to ‘my driver’ and the time flew. Eventually, the plane arrived and I was on my way back to Shishmaref!<br />
When I got home, there was nobody waiting at the airport to pick me up. I asked someone who was going back into town for a ride; he said yes. I rode back to my place while listening to little girls giggling in the back seat. When I got to my house I got my stuff out of the back of the truck and headed for my door. Please note: it was still raining at this time. I got to my door and waved goodbye to the giggling girls in the back. I realized I didn’t have my keys out so I had to dig in my duffle bag for them (remember, it’s raining). I found my keys and found the right key. Take a guess to what happened next. Think…think…think…think. Give up? I’ll tell you. My key didn’t work! I tried multiple times; as well as trying keys that I knew weren’t for the house. Eventually, I ended up at the school to get help there. I found help at the school, but of course they didn’t have keys. So, I spent the next 5-10 minutes climbing though my window. The upside to this: I can officially say I’ve broken into my own house though a window; this must be an item to check off on a bucket list somewhere.<br />
After the adventure of getting into my own house I went to get my perishable food items that arrived the day before. I bought them home and found out that my favorite pea pods weren’t kept cold enough. They looked like squashed grapes. I was so excited to go the post office to get my package (I tracked it while in Unalkleet and knew it was there). I got my package and was also told that I had more waiting or me at the school!! YAY!!! I dropped off the package from the post office then headed right to the school for more of my stuff. I ended having so many boxes (of varying weights) that I had to take three trips to my house. When I unpacked my stuff I was happy to find my comforter, pillow, pictures, clothes, food, gifts, and so many more things that will make my room feel more like home. It was like Christmas!!!!<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl3ZXd7aE1MTEsGiGeG_BZlKE1csvs1iOOjdCEIHz1I3ZMEDEXjpUkd8gEVFyF_g8huIHYrHZ5o9Sh5pX9WGINtbpvfFQSAH9CjKyfpOZUu9ScR-rXOhxtk6Q0RO4EmxG4UrAdNXktylt6/s1600/P8070057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl3ZXd7aE1MTEsGiGeG_BZlKE1csvs1iOOjdCEIHz1I3ZMEDEXjpUkd8gEVFyF_g8huIHYrHZ5o9Sh5pX9WGINtbpvfFQSAH9CjKyfpOZUu9ScR-rXOhxtk6Q0RO4EmxG4UrAdNXktylt6/s320/P8070057.JPG" width="320" /></a>Now, I am enjoying my first night in Shishmaref with my comforter and blue fuzzy pillow ☺ I’m hoping that I doze off during the Big Bang Theory; Saturday Work Day is going to come too soon.<br />
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(Copied from original blog - Aug 18)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08438034024364891746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481924356454754395.post-45871734264273961592012-08-30T23:11:00.001-07:002012-08-30T23:11:30.341-07:00Full of Curiosity.<br />
The VTC’s were great way to meet in the morning (Wednesday, Thursday Friday)! Instead of everyone flying somewhere to meet and talk for a while everyone was at their own site and basically, we did a group skype. The part I thought was cool was that we could still see all of the people at the sites. We talked about generalized topics that everyone needed to be informed on.<br />
This week, I got to go to Unalkleet!! You know, the location where they film that show with the planes? Well, don’t get too excited, I was there for inservice. Each day I had the ‘pleasure’ of waking up early and sitting in meetings all day. I did learn lots about Curiosity Corner, which is the curriculum I will be using to teach. I like how everything is set up but I feel like I won’t have as much freedom as I would like. I’ll work on figuring out how to make things my own while still following the curriculum. What is Curiosity Corner you may ask? It’s a cat. No, really, Curiosity is the name of the cat puppet I will get to use in my room. The curriculum itself allows students to use their creativity while learning. I will have Learning Labs in my room, which the students will have the opportunity to explore. Each of the labs will follow the theme of the week and provide multiple ways to be exposed to concepts.<br />
The whole time I was in Unalkleet I learned about my classroom curriculum.<br />
Now that I’m in Stebbins, I am learning about STEPP. STEPP is the idea that teachers go though a process to get to one place in the end. Collaboration is the key component!<br />
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(Copied from original blog - Aug 17)<br />
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