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A secret blog containing the ramblings of a secret someone...Friday, March 04, 2005
My Kids
I am so sad that I have to leave my kids next quarter. They are such incredible people and I love being with them. I had such a good week with them. They are always so excited to see me and they are just so excited about life. They make me want to do good in the world.
I can't help think about how long they will stay that way--happy and childlike. When will the world harden their hearts? When will they face the one-too-many setback? When will they face heartbreak? Which one will become the urban school statistic?
I want to be a teacher. Not forever, though. Teachers are some of the most incredible people on the earth, I think. A good teacher can make such a difference in a child's life, and I don't know what is better in the world than mapping a course of goodness for a child. My mom is going to be a teacher. She starts student teaching in a couple of weeks and once she finishes, she'll be certified to have her own classroom next fall. I am so proud of her. My mom is one of the most incredible people I know. About 5 years ago, she didn't even have a college education and now she is getting her Masters degree. Anyway, I know that she will be a wonderful teacher. She is so good with kids. Mostly, she is good with them because she treats them like people, just like everyone else.
One of my second graders, Bobbi, is always getting in trouble. She is so bright, but she just gets herself into bad situations and I can sense that she is starting to be bitter towards school. She came into the 8th grade class yesterday because she walks home with her cousin Yatasha who is in my 8th grade class. She was holding a chapter book, so I started talking to her about it. She was so proud of herself. It made me feel so much goodness for her. There is nothing more special than feeling proud of oneself. I think that we do not encourage that enough--as a society--yet, I also think that we do not teach people to be accountable for their actions. Thus, some people are never proud of themselves when they should be, and others are proud of themselves when they shouldn't. Anyway, so today, I was decorating one of the boards in the hallway so that Ms. Janovec could put up some of the kid's work and the kids were coming back from art. They were all so happy to see me! They call me "Rachel," and each one has to say hi to me when I arrive and bye to me when I leave. So, one by one, they walk in and say "Hi Rachel," "Hi Rachel." It is so precious. So, Bobbi walked by, andI started talking to her about her book again, asking if she read it last night. To see her eyes light up when I asked her was just so incredible. Truly.
To be a child again...to be experiencing things in the world for the first time...it's just incredible. I want to approach life that way and when I am a teacher and a mother, I will encourage that in my kids too.
I can't help think about how long they will stay that way--happy and childlike. When will the world harden their hearts? When will they face the one-too-many setback? When will they face heartbreak? Which one will become the urban school statistic?
I want to be a teacher. Not forever, though. Teachers are some of the most incredible people on the earth, I think. A good teacher can make such a difference in a child's life, and I don't know what is better in the world than mapping a course of goodness for a child. My mom is going to be a teacher. She starts student teaching in a couple of weeks and once she finishes, she'll be certified to have her own classroom next fall. I am so proud of her. My mom is one of the most incredible people I know. About 5 years ago, she didn't even have a college education and now she is getting her Masters degree. Anyway, I know that she will be a wonderful teacher. She is so good with kids. Mostly, she is good with them because she treats them like people, just like everyone else.
One of my second graders, Bobbi, is always getting in trouble. She is so bright, but she just gets herself into bad situations and I can sense that she is starting to be bitter towards school. She came into the 8th grade class yesterday because she walks home with her cousin Yatasha who is in my 8th grade class. She was holding a chapter book, so I started talking to her about it. She was so proud of herself. It made me feel so much goodness for her. There is nothing more special than feeling proud of oneself. I think that we do not encourage that enough--as a society--yet, I also think that we do not teach people to be accountable for their actions. Thus, some people are never proud of themselves when they should be, and others are proud of themselves when they shouldn't. Anyway, so today, I was decorating one of the boards in the hallway so that Ms. Janovec could put up some of the kid's work and the kids were coming back from art. They were all so happy to see me! They call me "Rachel," and each one has to say hi to me when I arrive and bye to me when I leave. So, one by one, they walk in and say "Hi Rachel," "Hi Rachel." It is so precious. So, Bobbi walked by, andI started talking to her about her book again, asking if she read it last night. To see her eyes light up when I asked her was just so incredible. Truly.
To be a child again...to be experiencing things in the world for the first time...it's just incredible. I want to approach life that way and when I am a teacher and a mother, I will encourage that in my kids too.
posted by Lisa Lovely # 12:00 AM 
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hey you should allow anonymous comments to if you want to comment anonymously for others!
your blogs are so weird. not in a bad way. it's just that a lot of the time you sound so cynical and pessimistic. but then also really happy with other stuff. i don't even know what i'm trying to say...sorry....
your blogs are so weird. not in a bad way. it's just that a lot of the time you sound so cynical and pessimistic. but then also really happy with other stuff. i don't even know what i'm trying to say...sorry....
I didn't know that mine didn't allow anonymous posts. Well, I'll change that--sorry!
Yeah, they are weird. They're me, though. So, I guess I'm weird. Very few people actually know me, I think. I think most people just think I'm this nice, innocent person, but I think I'm much more complicated. That's one fear about this whole blog thing--people are going to get a completely different picture of who I am. I don't think that this is who I am, though, that's what is weird. Also, I generally write about things that I'm feeling particularly strong about--not just "whatever" stuff. And, I'm usually feeling particularly strong about things that make me mad, or at least make me think- a lot.
So, yeah. That's it. Hopefully you even read this.
Yeah, they are weird. They're me, though. So, I guess I'm weird. Very few people actually know me, I think. I think most people just think I'm this nice, innocent person, but I think I'm much more complicated. That's one fear about this whole blog thing--people are going to get a completely different picture of who I am. I don't think that this is who I am, though, that's what is weird. Also, I generally write about things that I'm feeling particularly strong about--not just "whatever" stuff. And, I'm usually feeling particularly strong about things that make me mad, or at least make me think- a lot.
So, yeah. That's it. Hopefully you even read this.
haha. i did read it. i know what you mean though. i'm sure everyone has different layers to them - like how ogres are like onions (Shrek).
don't worry. i don't think your'e that innocent at all. i also know that all blogs sound depressing, because people usually write in them to vent.
anyways, i had a good time at dinner tonight, although it still wasn't really like we were hanging out. we need to do that at some point before you leave! i'll go to the apo party on friday with you almost for sure. then we should hang out afterwards.
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don't worry. i don't think your'e that innocent at all. i also know that all blogs sound depressing, because people usually write in them to vent.
anyways, i had a good time at dinner tonight, although it still wasn't really like we were hanging out. we need to do that at some point before you leave! i'll go to the apo party on friday with you almost for sure. then we should hang out afterwards.
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