Monday is New Year's Day! I'm starting off the new year with two interviews. One is in OH and the other one is in TX. Inbetween the two interviews, I am traveling back down to Dallas.
Side bar....did not have a whtie christmas, basically no snow at all while I am home. I wanted my snow.
Tuesday, at 9 am, I have an interview at a charter school here in the Akron area. I do not have my OH teaching certificate, it expired back in 2003. I have to get two different transcripts (one is for the school I am applying to), fill out an application, and pay $60 to get my OH teaching certificate. Back in October, when I was on the website for this school, I did read that they teach ADAHD students, and others who have a harder time in the regular environment. I know it is teaching math and science, but not sure what grade. I do prefer my intermediate grades.
Thursday, in the afternoon, I am interviewing for a recruiter position at a college in the area. This position recruits high school students to go to this school. Actually, in the past, I thought it would be fun to travel to the different job fairs and talk about the school district or school and recruit prospective teachers to that district or school.
This morning in my devotions, I read from John where Jesus talks (about himself) how a seed will only grow and produce new seed once it has died and is buried. That got me to thinking and praying about my dreams/desires. One of my heart's desires was given to me. I did have my classroom and taught at one school for a few years. I am not sure what my dream is now. But it has died and has been buried. I wrote about this in my diary this morning.
Friday, December 29, 2006
Monday, December 11, 2006
The Teachers' Days Before Christmas
'Twas the days before Christmas
And all through the school,
The teachers were trying
To just keep their cool.
The hallways were hung
With Christmas art
(Some made in November
to get a head start!)
The children were bouncing
Off ceilings and walls,
And seemed to forget
How to walk in the halls.
When out of the teacher's lounge
With "holiday shirts"
And "jingle bell jewels,"
The teachers looked festive
Enforcing the rules.
Suddenly, from down the hallway
There came such a chatter,
The principal went in
To see what was the matter.
The teachers were hiding
And trying to refuel,
On coffee and cookies
And treats from the Yule,
When what do their wondering
Ears do they hear,
But the ringing of school bells
-It's the children they fear!
More rapid than reindeer
The little ones came,
And the teachers all shouted
And called them by name;
Walk, Vincent! Walk, Tanner!
Walk, Tyler and Sammy!
Sit, Jamie! Sit, Laura!
Sit, Tara and Tammy!
To your desks in the room!
To your spots in the line!
Now walk to them! Walk to them!
No running this time!
So straight to their places
The children all went.
With fear of detention
Where they could be sent.
With manuals of lessons
Cradled in arms,
The techers began
To use all their charms.
But the lessons presented
All fell on deaf ears.
The children were thinking
Of Santa's reindeer!
With a toss of their hands
They put manuals aside,
Went straight to the cupboards
Where videos hide.
And laying their finger
Ont he TV remote
They sat back to write
Their last Christmas note.
But you could hear them exclaim
At the enf of the day-
Have a wonderful, happy and
L-O-O-O-O-O-O-NG HOLIDAY!!!
Twas the Night Before Jesus Came
I found this poem when I was in college. This is one of my favorite poems.
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