I have enjoyed college very much so far. I have enjoyed meeting new people, learning new things in my classes, meeting new professors and learning how to live on my own in a whole new location. I have been very busy while I have been here but I have done good balancing my time between school, seeing my family and seeing my old friends. I rarely go and see my old friends though because we are all so busy and I am with my new friends I have met here in college most of the time. I also only stay in touchh with a couple of people from high school because I told myself before I left, that I had to meet new people and I couldn't make my college experience like a high school experience all over again... I needed to become more independent! And I have done that very well! I have balanced my time out perfectly with all that I have done here.
AND I had a dream come true... I finally got what I have been wanting to do for years! An Athletic Trainers Assistant... I wait and am anxious all week for a game...
It's game day...
I'm running around reaching in my bag grabbing role after role of tape trying to keep up with these injured athletes. I'm rushing to tape them while at the same time trying not to hold them out of the game which is the thrill that I live for. Trying to figure out the injury by figuring how it happened and how to heal it as quickly as possible is something that interests me every time. Becoming an athletic trainers assistant keeps me so busy and has now become my life... and I do not have a problem with that because I accomplished one of my goals and I am proud of it! I have worked so hard for this and have dreamed of this for so long that there is no room or time for regrets! Game days are pretty much my workout for the week... Walking, and running around constantly trying not to get my 5'4" self trampled and size 5 foot stepped on by all of these enormous football players. My hard work DID pay off! I live for this and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
Next Up....
The Basketball Game!
Friday, September 28, 2012
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Past, Present and Future
PAST:
Gymnastics was a huge part of my life... well it was my life... I did gymnastics for 12 years, 18 or more hours a week. The gym I worked out at was pretty much my second home. I may have even been at the gym more than I was at my own house. My daily schedule was going to school, going to practice, doing homework then going to bed. I did that every day 6 times a week. I barely had time to make friends I was so busy so outside of school, the only people I would hang out with were the girls from the gym because we were always all together. I don't regret any minute of it. I LOVED gymnastics. I loved my team, my coaches, the sport and even being as busy as a I was. I ended up quitting because the hours kept going up and school work was getting too difficult to finish. I realized that school was my number one priority. I also injured my back and it never ended up getting any better so after 12 years I realized it was time to give it up.
PRESENT:
Last year I had this job, so this year when i found out I got the job again I was so happy! My job is being a coach for a Pee Wee Soccer Team. Even though I don't play soccer I still love it! I always look forward to going to work because I enjoy spending time with the kids and I also get payed well! Having a job is a good thing for me because it keeps me busy for a little while. It keeps me busy, but its's also not too overwhelming so I have enough time for school work when I get home. It's really fun when I get to coach the 3-4 year old and then the next year coach them in the 4-5 year old class. You start to get attached to the kids you coach so it's fun to see them grow up, and get better at soccer. They're so goofy! Work really brightens my day.
FUTURE:
COLLEGE
In the future I plan to graduate from High School and attend college. Earlier in the year I had no idea really where I wanted to go, I didn't know whether I wanted to stay in state or go out of state so i was keeping my options open. Once I started doing more research I saw that schools in state had more options and programs for me! I want to study and major in Athletic Training when I go to college, and all three of the in state colleges that I am looking at have Athletic Training which is great! I cannot wait to go to college. It's going to be a great way to start over, meet new people, and learn new things in life! Thursday, September 20, 2012
Teacher Man- Frank McCourt: Perception
'Can't you tell ys more about about Ireland?'
'Yo, teacher man...' Joey again. Mouth to the rescue.
'Joey, I told you my name is Mr.McCourt, Mr. McCourt, Mr. McCourt.'
'Yeah, yeah. So, mister, did you go out with girls in Irelans?'
'No, dammit. Sheep. We went out with sheep. What do you think we went out with?'
The class explodes. They laugh, clutch their chests, nudge, elbow one another, pretend to fall out of their desk. 'This teacher. Crazy, man. Talks funny. Goes out with sheep. Lock up your sheep.'
'Excuse me. Open your notebooks, please. We have a spelling list to cover. Hysterics. 'Will sheep be on the list?'
Oh man. That smart-ass response was a mistake. There will be trouble. The goody-goody, the saint and the critic with surely report me: 'Oh, Mom, oh, Dad, oh, Mr. Principal, guess what the teacher said in class today, Bad things about sheep.'
Next day the principal sends for me. He sits behind his desk, talking into the telephone, smoking a cigarette. He keeps saying, 'I'm sorry. It won't happen again. I'll speak to the person involved.' New teacher , I'm afraid. 'He puts the phone down. Sheep. What is this about sheep?'
'Sheep?'
'I dunno what I''m going to do with you. There's a complaint that you said "dammit" in class' 'I know you're just off the boat from an agricultural country and don't know the ropes, but you should have some common sense.'
'No, sir. Not off the boat. I've been here eight and a half years, including my two years in the army, not counting years of infancy in Brooklyn.'
'Well, look. First the sandwhich, now the sheep. Damn phone ringining off the hook. Parents up in arms. I have to cover my ass. You're two days in the building and two days you're in the soup. How do you do it? If you'll excuse the expression you're inclined to screw up a bit. Why the hell you have to tell these kids about sheep?'
'I'm sorry. They kepy asking me questions, and i was exasperated. They were only trying to keep me away from the spelling list.'
'That's it?'
'I thought the sheep things was a bit funny at the time.' 'Oh, yeah, indeed. You standing there advocating bestiality. Thirteen parents are demanding you be fired. There are righteous people on Stateb Isnlane.' 'I was only joking.' 'No, young man. No jokes here. There's a tinme and place. When you say something in class they take you seriously. You're the teacher. You say you went out with sheep and they;re going to swallow every word. They don't know the mating habits of the Irish.'
'I'm sorry.'
'This time I'll let you go. I'll tell the parents you're just an Irish immigrant off the boat.'
'But I was born here.'
'Could you be quiet for one minute and listen while i save your life, huh? This time I'll let it go. I won't put a letter in your file. You don;t realize how serious it is to get a letter in your file. If you've got any ambition to rise in this system, principla, asssisant principal, guidance counselor, the letter in the file will hold you back. It's the start of the long downward slide.'
'Sir, I don't want to be a principal. I just want to teach.'
'Yeah, yeah. That's what they all say. You'll get over it. These kids will give you gray hair before you're thirty.'
It was clearI was not cut out to be the purposeful kind of teacher who brushed aside all questions, requests, complaints, to get on with the well-planned lesson. That would hve reminded me of that school in Limerick where the lesson was king and we were nothing.
This book, Teacher Man is about a man in his mid-twenty's from Ireland that is now teaching at a school in New York City. He's having a hard time learning new ways to teach without getting in trouble with the school, principal and the parents all the time. He wants to be a good teacher while teaching the kids, but also not being to strict at the same time. He wants the kids to like, listen, and repsect him but also have them learn too.I thought this part of the book was a good example of perception because earlier on in the book it talked about the ways his teachers talk and acted in class. Since he grew up around that he is used to this and does not know anythign different. So this is a huge change for him and doesn't realize he can get in trouble for many things he may consider saying to the class. The principal and parents find some things he says in class are inappropriate and offensive, but Mr. McCourt does not. So he is going to have to learn this new way of teaching, and new rules quickly before he gets fired.
'Yo, teacher man...' Joey again. Mouth to the rescue.
'Joey, I told you my name is Mr.McCourt, Mr. McCourt, Mr. McCourt.'
'Yeah, yeah. So, mister, did you go out with girls in Irelans?'
'No, dammit. Sheep. We went out with sheep. What do you think we went out with?'
The class explodes. They laugh, clutch their chests, nudge, elbow one another, pretend to fall out of their desk. 'This teacher. Crazy, man. Talks funny. Goes out with sheep. Lock up your sheep.'
'Excuse me. Open your notebooks, please. We have a spelling list to cover. Hysterics. 'Will sheep be on the list?'
Oh man. That smart-ass response was a mistake. There will be trouble. The goody-goody, the saint and the critic with surely report me: 'Oh, Mom, oh, Dad, oh, Mr. Principal, guess what the teacher said in class today, Bad things about sheep.'
Next day the principal sends for me. He sits behind his desk, talking into the telephone, smoking a cigarette. He keeps saying, 'I'm sorry. It won't happen again. I'll speak to the person involved.' New teacher , I'm afraid. 'He puts the phone down. Sheep. What is this about sheep?'
'Sheep?'
'I dunno what I''m going to do with you. There's a complaint that you said "dammit" in class' 'I know you're just off the boat from an agricultural country and don't know the ropes, but you should have some common sense.'
'No, sir. Not off the boat. I've been here eight and a half years, including my two years in the army, not counting years of infancy in Brooklyn.'
'Well, look. First the sandwhich, now the sheep. Damn phone ringining off the hook. Parents up in arms. I have to cover my ass. You're two days in the building and two days you're in the soup. How do you do it? If you'll excuse the expression you're inclined to screw up a bit. Why the hell you have to tell these kids about sheep?'
'I'm sorry. They kepy asking me questions, and i was exasperated. They were only trying to keep me away from the spelling list.'
'That's it?'
'I thought the sheep things was a bit funny at the time.' 'Oh, yeah, indeed. You standing there advocating bestiality. Thirteen parents are demanding you be fired. There are righteous people on Stateb Isnlane.' 'I was only joking.' 'No, young man. No jokes here. There's a tinme and place. When you say something in class they take you seriously. You're the teacher. You say you went out with sheep and they;re going to swallow every word. They don't know the mating habits of the Irish.'
'I'm sorry.'
'This time I'll let you go. I'll tell the parents you're just an Irish immigrant off the boat.'
'But I was born here.'
'Could you be quiet for one minute and listen while i save your life, huh? This time I'll let it go. I won't put a letter in your file. You don;t realize how serious it is to get a letter in your file. If you've got any ambition to rise in this system, principla, asssisant principal, guidance counselor, the letter in the file will hold you back. It's the start of the long downward slide.'
'Sir, I don't want to be a principal. I just want to teach.'
'Yeah, yeah. That's what they all say. You'll get over it. These kids will give you gray hair before you're thirty.'
It was clearI was not cut out to be the purposeful kind of teacher who brushed aside all questions, requests, complaints, to get on with the well-planned lesson. That would hve reminded me of that school in Limerick where the lesson was king and we were nothing.
This book, Teacher Man is about a man in his mid-twenty's from Ireland that is now teaching at a school in New York City. He's having a hard time learning new ways to teach without getting in trouble with the school, principal and the parents all the time. He wants to be a good teacher while teaching the kids, but also not being to strict at the same time. He wants the kids to like, listen, and repsect him but also have them learn too.I thought this part of the book was a good example of perception because earlier on in the book it talked about the ways his teachers talk and acted in class. Since he grew up around that he is used to this and does not know anythign different. So this is a huge change for him and doesn't realize he can get in trouble for many things he may consider saying to the class. The principal and parents find some things he says in class are inappropriate and offensive, but Mr. McCourt does not. So he is going to have to learn this new way of teaching, and new rules quickly before he gets fired.
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