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Thursday, January 31, 2008


I've been tagged... mumblegrumbleoldladytiggermumblegrumble

Do you know how long my middle name is?????? I don't know that many bloggers!!!
So I'm taking your tag, but using my maiden name. I'm such a rebel.

Here are the rules:

1. You have to post the rules before you give your answers.

2. You must list one fact about yourself beginning with each letter of your middle name. (If you don't have a middle name, use your maiden name).

3. After you are tagged, you need to update your blog with your middle name and your answers.

4. At the end of your blog post, you need to tag one person for each letter of your middle name. (Be sure to leave them a comment telling them they've been tagged and that they need to read your blog for details.)

My MIddle Name is ANN!!!!

A.... I love animals! Really I do... despite my past... I do not like to see animals mistreated.
N..... Nice.. I think I am nice, too nice sometimes.. but I try to have something nice to say to people I meet,
N.... Naughty... I can be naughty, but not in a mean way.. I like to tease my friends, tell dirty jokes, and play practical jokes... naughty... yep...that fits me...

Now I have to go see who I am tagging...

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

new revelation

I hate my job!! Seriously!! And the funny part, it's not the kids!! I love TEACHING them. It's the other BS that I have to put up with. I guess it is a good thing that Wyatt was sick this week and I stayed home because if not I would be facing: 2 observations from the consultant that works for the company that publishes the phonics program we are required to use.... a formal observation by my principal (required twice a year)... and for the next 8 weeks, we have some person from the state department of education popping in and out of our school to "monitor" and "observe" what we are teaching. She emailed a list of things she would be looking for... umm.. a 6 page list... most I do..but some are just ridiculous adn I refuse to do... my response is FIRE ME! (seriously told my principal that last week)...
1. I refuse to write the "benchmarks" on the board for every lesson I teach... I write an agenda on the board, I write the objectives on the board.. I am not writing the benchmarks on the board too.. I use them to write my objectives, just restate them... no reason to write them on the board... it would take up too much of my time.
2. I refuse to walk around the room with a copy of my lesson plans in my hand. I have them in a binder on my desk (where they are required to be), I have the agenda on the board (which is a brief daily version of my lesson plans).. no need for me to walk around with them in my hand... as it is, I am "required" to walk around with the textbook in my hand... even if we are not using it that day... and a clipboard for "informal observation notes" as I walk around the room.. I have two hands...I can only hold so much stuff.
3. I refuse to "teach the test". Now we are being required to start and end each lesson with a "released test item" from the state test. First, there are not that many test items for my grade level, as we have only been giving the test for 3 years. I have used them when appropriate, but I am not giving a problem that doesn't relate to what I am teaching on that day..
4. I will not attach all hand outs that I give to the students to my lesson plans. There is no need for that. They have workbooks, I am not going to copy pages frm thier workbooks just to appease this one person.

Now while this may seem petty on my part, I would have no problem doing this if they had come to us in AUGUST and said "do these things". Okay... but don't come in January and say "DO it this way or else"!!! I don't care if they are going to make a "report" for the state department of education.

and Don't just pop into my classroom whenever you feel like it, start asking my students questions about what I am teaching, WHILE they should be listening to me!!

THis is not just at my school, it's across the district. They want to see "Why test scores are dropping" and "why teachers aren't teaching".. .but they don't want t ask us. Let's ask the kids, because they know "oh so much" .

I am venting. I know. But I am stressed beyond belief at this point. There are days when I feel that just need a new job. Totally out of the scope of education. Mcdonald's is even sounding good right about now.

Thursday, January 17, 2008


Just a bunch of pointless questions runnign through my mind...

WHY do we have to have a parent meeting night at school when we know darn good and well that it's pointless? I had 3 parents show up. We were talking about the plans for 3rd grade for the rest of the school year. ONe parent got up and left. WHY did I have to stay at work until 7:30 at night for THAT?

WHY is it whenever I Have plans for a day off from school, do those plans get screwed up? WHY WHY WHY? We have Monday off from school. Martin Luther King Jr's birthday.. I planned on relaxing and scrapping all day. But noo... I have to go pick up Wyatt from his grandparents because he is spending Sunday night there. I have to pick up him early. Which Means he will be home with me all day. I won't get much done. I wanna scrap in peace and quiet for a change.

WHy is it that I can't say no to my family? All week, I have been looking forward to coming home on Friday evening, and doing absolutely NOTHING but eating dinner and soaking in a tub of hot water... but now I have to go to my niece's Confirmation at church because my niece asked me and then said "and could you bring your camera and take some pictures of me and my friends all dressed up?"


Wednesday, January 2, 2008


My sister gave wyatt a scooter for CHristmas. He has been wanting one for the longest time, so naturally he was very excited when he opened it. Now he is off and going. I fuss and I fuss at him to "put your helmet on".. and he says "if I had known you were going to watch me I would have".. or "mom only dorks were helmets".. put your helmet on dork... he has decided that for his birthday he wants "ramps and rails".. I am not ready for a daredevil skater boy...