I am done with my first session of grad school. What a crazy ride these last 10 weeks have been. In the last 10 weeks I have done some neat projects. True the first few weeks nearly killed me. I was getting up at 4am to have a few hours of school work. On Sundays I spend from 6am to 2 pm working. There were a lot of hoops to jump through and of course reading, always reading. What I find funny is how crushing the start of this term was and now it is just everyday.
I like writing. I am not bad at writing, I just need a good editor. I was a late bloomer when it came to writing. In fact, it wasn’t till high school that I even began to understand that writing is a process and not just type - and -go. In community college I would spend time in the writing lab and would always expect to have my papers returned to me need revisions. This is funny, as I was on school papers during both colleges. I have even written short stories as gifts to friends. However recently I have started a large Master level research paper on training teachers. It got an ‘A-’ must still needs work. This paper is part of a larger research project and will be the foundation for more projects to come. Writing can be a challenge.
Presenting is the easy part. I have great childhood memories from family holidays. While the extended family members would sit around waiting for the holiday meal, I would entertain the adults with a fake newscast. I present an improvised new cast and while my siblings did sports, weather, and diaper updates. If I were to put presenting experience on a list I would also add theater classes in high school and college. I would count my brief employment on Disney’s Jungle Tour. Of course, teaching counts as a form of presentation. Maybe I just need to work on the writing side of my life and bring the writing and presentation skills into one package.
I am getting used to this madness. I am running at full speed and I won't stop till next December, 2017. Even during vacation time I am still running. Graduate school is race to the end of the last class. To be honest I am worried about what next school year might have in store for me.
Summer vacation is here. I mean for me, after working as the Principal of Summer School I am in vacation mode. I am lazy. I slack-off often. The house is a mess and I don’t care. I have gone camping, discovered a new place to eat, and currently have family visiting. When family visits it is a great chance to play tourist in my own town. The redwoods are always breathtaking. The Santa Cruz beach boardwalk is glorious in its cheesy, sleazy fun. Pool time at the hotel will keep a three-year-old occupied for an hour. I am even sleeping in till 6 a.m.
What! I know, I am just so lazy. I was a juggernaut of early rising. 4 a.m. every weekday while I was running a summer school. It was grueling. I might have even been closed to tears at one point. Up at 4, grad school work, get kid up at 6, be at work by 6:30 am, home by 1:30, nap, get kid up from her nap by 3pm. It was a little too much to do. I often would work in the evenings too.
The regular school year is just around the corner and I might be a little worried. I find that I am showing signs of stress in odd ways. My tongue is constantly pressed against the roof of my mouth. The top of my mouth is now raw and irritated. There has to be a change in my mindset to help. I love a challange and I love learning. Grad school and I go together. This isn’t the worst experience I have been through, so why then the worry?
P.S. Going here for tonight's dinner!
Summer School is over. It was a long, tough haul to get to the end. My team was great, let me be clear. The teachers were the best and needed no help. The classroom assistants were on their game. Best of all, the support staff at the district office was there 110%. It was just that starting Summer School, as the principal took a lot out of me during a time when I didn’t have a lot to give.
For those of you who have been asking, my paper is done. It is roughly 14 pages on teacher training. Basically I look at what trainings, also called professional development, to see how effective they are. I also explore Edcamps to see if this a new model of what teacher trainings could be. It is my first APA style paper. Fingers crossed it meet expectations.
Speaking of expectations, first week for summer and I have already been camping and was a minister at a wedding. The wedding was great and filled with the best people. Camping was amazing and it was our first family camping trip. There was a lot of learning and little sleep. But we knew there was going to be “discoveries.” This small trip to Big Basin is part of a larger week-long plan to Lake Sis. Below you find an image of our afternoon cheese plate.
“Many thousand miles behind us
Many thousand miles before
Ancient ocean have to waft us
To the well-remembered shore”
Sea Shanties are meant to lift the spirits. As I am at the last week of Summer School and working a my first term paper, I feel the need to shantie a-way.
Enjoy this LINK for more shantie fun