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Name: Anna
Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 7/21/1983
Gender: Female
Interests: film, theater, food, coming up with theories on how to reform the Los Angeles Unified School District as well as stop the desertization of the Sahara.
Expertise: technically i work as a "professional expert," i guess making me an expert who works professionally...or that i am an expert on professionalism.
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Member Since:
3/21/2003
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| Mid-term grades are already due on Monday and I have a crap load of grading to do. I'm tired. | | |
| I hate them. I hate killing them. In fact, I rarely do. If I see one, I'll just ignore it and pretend it's not there. It brings shivers up and down my spine thinking of killing one. But today I had to face my fear...for a cockroach scurried it's way into the middle of the floor where all my students shrieked.
I couldn't shriek with them like I normally would...I had to remain calm; otherwise the class would go INSANE. So as calmly as I could I walked over and grabbed my teacher's edition Economics book. I positioned myself over the little critter and SMASH! The book hit the bugger. All the while, I'm totally shaking inside going crazy...Thinking, "Oh hell, oh hell, oh hell...Why God did you let this guy get out here? At least do it at lunch so I could run and get another teacher to do this for me." And I couldn't just leave the book there...so I had to get paper and scoop up the guy to throw him out.
Gross-eroni.
Other than that I'm excited for the ideas my yearbook staff has. For the page numbers they wanted to take pictures of people wearing the numbers. The people could do different poses and everything. They're in the middle of spray painting some white T-shirts I bought in Chinatown. I can't wait to see how it's going to turn out. Plus we're a couple days away from launching our Penny Drive fundraiser.
Just for the record, I haven't heard about Olga for about four weeks now. There are still MISSING signs up for her around school, but I'm not sure what I can expect. I just hope she's OK wherever she is. | | |
| OK, so the title of this entry is a little sarcastic and I shouldn't be so negative, but I'm just trying to express those times when you just feel, well, disappointed. I tried last night to have a positive, Godly attitude toward my students. I wanted to pray for them because the sermon on Sunday inspired to me think about how powerful prayer really is. God can do great things through prayer, but it takes our prayers (ala, Moses interceding for calf-worshipping Israelites). Anyway, I did something very unusual and prayed WITHOUT falling asleep right before bed...I prayed for my students, asking God to give them a desire to learn and the discipline to behave well, etc....I wake up feeling tired, but good...I'm sort of expecting it to be a good day. I'm sort of expecting God to come through for me...that's what He does, right? Unfortunately my day doesn't go so well. My first two periods are OK, but I felt totally under-prepared for my Government class...I got bored with this lesson because it was me going through the motions of reading and answering questions from a text! Then 5th period hit and it was a disaster. I had my students doing a debate on the Constitution and HARDLY ANYONE PREPARED. They had no idea what they were debating about even though we worked on it in class for two days. I then asked them to tell me how the debate could go better next time. At first they gave me asnwers like: more information, more preparation, more time...Then they told me I should make the debate more fun...like rearrange the desks or something. That just disappointed me even more -- that instead of reflecting on how they could do better all they did was blame me for not making it fun enough.
Needless to say I was disappointed with my day...and I still am. I know prayers should HAVE to be answered right away, but it's nice when they are. I'll keep praying for them, though...even though they disappoint me sometimes...and we'll see what God does. I'll keep you posted. | | |
| Four weeks have passed since the first day of school and I feel like it's been FOREEVVVERRR (said in "The Sandlot" voice). Here's the rundown...I have two classes with about 40 students, one with 36 and my honors class has 32 students. I have 22 students on my yearbook staff. I gave my government class their first test yesterday, so we'll see how well (or not) they did this weekend. My 2nd and 5th period history classes are CRAZY...There are two guys who are about twice my size, one of which has anger management issues and is on his final contract with the school: one more major outburst and he's out. He has about 15 credits to his name, so he'll probably drop out soon to go to a continuation school. About 3 of my students have already done that. My yearbook staff chose the theme for the book: "Rising From the Ashes" in honor of our auditorium burning down, but us rising above it. One of my students approached me about abortion laws...about not being required to inform parents of minors who want an abortion. I was scared for about a week, but, THANK GOD, she isn't pregnant. She's one of my favorite students and I wouldn't want to see her potentially drop out. Today I found out one of my yearbook staffers has been missing since Monday. Her parents haven't seen her, she hasn't been at school and none of her friends have seen her...I'm praying this outcome will be as positive as my other student.
It's been a crazy month. Only three more til vacation! | | |
| Two Klein family announcements have recently surfaced that clearly show the values that my family hold near and dear. The first one is not so surprising, but the second one has left us all dumbfounded to the core. The first one has received the reaction of, "Oh, ok. I kind of knew that already." The second one has received the reaction of, "What?!? Really?!? No, he can't be!!!", followed by the usual phases of shock, denial, anger and acceptance. The first one is that my cousin is gay. The second one is that my uncle has turned into a Republican. This is my family. | | |
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