Here I am trying to get started on my reading project, but I thought I'd just procrastinate a little more and listen to the song I walked down the aisle to at my wedding and write an update on xanga.
I finally figured out what I was going to write about, too.
Life is pretty good. Josh and I are kind of in a routine now. He goes to work, I go to work and/or school and then we hang out at night or he plays basket ball and I work on homework. We're finding joy in the Lord and the blessings He's given us. Not much room for ministry at the time...but that's okay.
Red Robin is fun. I'm enjoy the job and like the people I work with. I get along with my managers for the most part, but struggle sometimes with intimidation and the desire to impress them. It's especially hard when one of my managers is a year older than me and treats me like I'm 18 like the other girls...but, eh....
I'm at the middle school tuesdays and thursdays, all day. I teach thursdays...my own lesson, while my mentor teacher watches and helps.
I don't know if I've said it before, but
8th graders are HARD! Something just clicks in an adolescent's mind when they reach 8th grade. I know they're mainly trying to spread their wings and test the waters (or skies-- mixed metaphor) of adulthood, but it usually comes in the form of, "No, I don't want to do it." or "Why do we have to do this, Mrs. Weaver? How does this apply to real life?" Or even sitting there doing NOTHING.
They no longer take your word for it. They're curious and want to know the world as their own and not their parents' or big brother's, but it comes out as disrespect.
Some of the kids are great! But I need to keep myself from just flocking to the ones who I connect with really well and reach out the ones who act out or go against what I say....(Seth...oh, boy....he's one of my favorites, but he just knows how to get under my skin).
I'm also doubting myself lately and having a really hard time connecting with my mentor teacher. She has a different style of classroom management then I do. We had a talk about it the other day... but....I also feel like she's watching every move I make and thinking, "Oh, Ashley's a terrible teacher."
It's funny, it's when I start thinking that I'm screwing up is when I screw up. I need to just relax.
I just realized I also have to look at the good things...look at the students who are learning and growing and how those who I think aren't growing are. I just really want to see their progress....It seems so small and faint. But, Chris....oh, boy. This 14yr-old hates reading and writing and has the reading level of a second or third grader. He just REALLY needs individual attention. I sat down with him last week to help him with an assignment and he did it! He wrote a whole paragraph, a WHOLE PARAGRAPH, on his own! It wasn't perfect, but he tried so hard... Usually he just sits there or throws paper at his classmates.
So that's life.
For those of you in college: Happy Spring Break!
P.S. Tom and Machelle gave birth to Chloe last week. That's the new born baby I'm holding

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