Because there’s no way that life should just be boring and routine, right?
While sitting in a meeting with other instructors this morning, the day of March 14, 2016 began to populate in our discussions. For the non-math individuals out there (including myself), this day is known by many as “Pi Day”.
Actually, it’s a really cool deal that math teachers make of Pi Day with their students. So much so that with our school of awesome teachers, I was informed that this year there would be a race involved also.
As part of the celebration of Pi Day, our 7th grade students will be running with a few teachers in a 5K race for the ages. Personally, I think this is something completely awesome. So, next month I’ll be lacing up and instead of entering the classroom, I’ll be stepping onto the course with coworkers and students alike.
Lately I’ve been messing around with PhotoShop and the lovely shirt template that I have inserted into my files. Why? Not really sure outside of the fact that it’s just fun to do.
Anyways, there’s this old mantra that goes something along the lines of, “If you don’t like something, don’t complain, do something about it”. Some things in my life don’t change; I still have an appreciation for women’s soccer, just because I think it’s cool, it’s a growing business, and it’s always nice to see people who bust everything they have to grow something from nothing.
There’s a profession team in the city that I work in, along with a guy’s Major League Soccer side as well. However, so much of women’s soccer is geared towards promoting the game to, well…little girls and inspiring them to be the next Alex Morgan (by the way, please don’t). I appreciate that and all, but to be the one to complain…what about us 20-something year old men who just enjoy the game? We don’t have kids, and we don’t play the game, but we enjoy the fun aspects of the culture.
Why can’t we light smoke bombs during the time goals are scored?
Why can’t we enjoy some locally brewed beer before the game?
Why can’t we make some odd, interesting shirts to wear during the game and beyond?
I’m easily filing this under ‘pipe dream’, but I think making a random type of supporters group that doesn’t fit the exact mold would be pretty fun.
In one hour I can go from creating a lesson plan for Vacation Bible School, to inserting C++ code for a new beer released by a brewery on their website, to diving into a new novel for my social studies class next year, to heading out for training series on the track.
There’s something to be said about joy of variety.
You know what would be a fun race?
“King & Queen of the Dune”
Plant two flags, one for each gender, at the top of the peak of the Great Sand Dunes in Colorado.
Then, have a yearly race that starts at the visitors center that’s a mad dash to the top of the dune to grab the flag.
Greatest. Idea. Ever.
Over 150 miles driven…
Slept in a parking lot, inside a car for three hours…
Slept on a couch for an hour…
Had a Ruben in the form of a calzone…
Ate 1/2 pound of butter toffee peanuts…
Had my feet popped, multiple times…
Raced Lego cars…
Fried my first chicken…
I’m barely still awake.
Am I supposed to enjoy “professional development days” at school?
I’m not really sure, but today I definitely did.
Yes...SpED department selfie!
This morning, similar to our last in-service day, the instructors were able to take some time and award “GATOR’ade” to people in the building for going above and beyond.
Towards the end of this lengthy process I wound up with a bottle from an unlikely source (in my opinion).
When I took the position I currently have at school I was located in a case manager’s classroom. This case manager, very pregnant at the time, sits around my age. However, their level of professionalism and maturity is so high that quite frequently I accept the role of the annoying, hyper younger brother when I’m in her room.
You could imagine my shock when she nominated me for one of these awards this morning. Whole-heartedly I was genuinely surprised (and really humbled). Coming from someone who’s so mature and level minded, it just spoke volumes to me. Additionally, another teacher nominated me at the same time for my speeches that were given over last Tuesday, which brought upon a shade of red to my face.
Snapped by an administrator...I think (that's me standing up).
Please understand I don’t type this out of pride. School is the one place where I continued to be surprised. I’m having so much fun, and it’s considered a job. I’m in love with this specific school, I can’t get enough of the kiddos, and the staff just blows my mind every day. Sure, it has its quirks, but the relationships built here are just unfathomable to understand…and it’s a middle school.
IA, teacher, instructor, etc…whatever my position is, I’m so, so blessed to continue to be in such a warm, caring atmosphere.
I’m pleased that I was in school all this past week. Full days, no problems, all happiness…but the weekend tastes that much better when it arrives.
Nice Saturday of sun, sunburns, and softball. Darco and I have been rocking with the cousin, including a softball tournament today, and watching the Royal’s get into the playoffs for the first time since 1985…
I was the only adult last night.
Perfect weather. Perfect coffee.
Just noticed how well my Mitscoots socks blend with my shoes.