Random Rantings

Winter in Yorkton

2011-11-06T17:24:00.000-05:00

Check Us Out

2011-09-29T23:33:00.002-04:00

My grade 5 class has been working really hard this month and I would like to share some of their accomplishments. Please check out our class blog and click on the photo gallery to see the grade 5's hard at work: http://teacherweb.com/SK/MCKnoll/MsGreensides/apt1.aspx

Much Needed Update!

2011-09-18T17:38:00.000-04:00

I've been promising my mother for a while now that I would update my blog ... so, here goes. There is quite a bit to update you all on so I decided that I'm going to take it month by month. Don't worry, I'll try not to be long winded.

June:
I decided this past year that I would begin looking for another teaching job so since January I had been applying for job after job after job. Finally, in June I got an interview. Being in the north did not make attending this interview easy but I persevered and thank God I did because I was offered the job. Accepting this new position meant that June was going to be very busy. I had one week to pack my belongings (it's amazing how much stuff one person can accumulate in only 2 years), pack my classroom, and clean my house. I was so lucky to have my dad with me; he was such an amazing help and support. After a long day of driving to Meadow Lake and back to pick up a U-Haul, my dad and I packed everything up and headed out of the north. This was bitter sweet. A day and a half later my dad and I arrived in Yorkton. It only took 3 days to find an apartment, buy furniture, and move in. By the end of the month we were heading home ... to Stratford.

July:
It was great to be able to spend so much time with family and friends. I knew that now that I was living somewhere in south-east SK that I wouldn't be making the trek home as often, thus, I wanted to spend as much time as humanly possible with those that I care so much for. I had the opportunity to spend some quality time with my mom and we did a girls trip to see Josh Groban (it was amazing!). My parents, my niece Courtney and I also went to a Jays game. My dad and I scored some top of the line Blue Jays memorbilia (OK ... they were just blankets) ... but they kept us warm on a cool evening. It was really special to spend some time with my niece ... something that I don't get to do very often. My cousin, Maggie, was getting married this summer so July brought with it a chance to bond with her. As I was honoured to be a part of her wedding party ... I was also honoured to help plan an amazing bridal shower and a memorable bachelorette. I can honestly say that many fond "pediments" were made.

August:
The most memorable part of August was Maggie's wedding. It was an incredible day. Maggie was absolutely stunning. Unfortunately, shortly after the wedding it was time to head back to SK. My mom and aunt joined me on this trek and we had many wonderful conversations and bonding moments. The bonding truly began; however, once we reached Yorkton. Although I was mostly moved in there were a few things that I still needed to get to make my apartment complete. I still needed a: book case, a pantry, an entertainment unit, 2 lamps, and a CD/movie case ... the thing was ... we needed to put it together. Generally, this is when my uncle and my dad would step in but we didn't need them. We conquered putting all of the above together ourselves ... and yes, they are still standing today. Sadly, despite my protests, my mother and aunt had to leave and I was left all alone to begin making a life for myself here in Yorkton. School started the end of August and I began to get to know my fellow colleagues and students.

Today:
I love this city! I've found a church that I like, my apartment has finally begun to feel like home, and I love my school and students. Most of my time is spent planning but I'm beginning to venture out and see more of what Yorkton has to offer.

To all my friends and family: There is no longer an excuse not to come visit me. I'm only 2 hours away from an airport and I live in a city that is very much like home. I have an extra bedroom that is waiting for you.

Goodbye La Loche

2011-06-21T01:24:00.000-04:00

Today I left La Loche. Although I am incredibly excited for the adventures and experiences that lie ahead, that excitement, today at least, is marred by a bit of sadness. I have learned so much these last two years about myself professionally and personally. I have been challenged both inside and outside of the classroom and these challenges have definitely made me a better person. I am truly going to miss my students and colleagues who have given me so many memories that I will cherish forever. It may have only been a stepping stone but it was an important and significant step in my career and my life.

Moving to Yorkton

2011-06-17T23:39:00.000-04:00

Thank you for all your prayers, positive vibes, and support ... it all paid off. I have recently interviewed for and accepted a teaching position in Yorkton, Saskatchewan. I will be going back to elementary school and teaching grade 5. There is also now no excuse for any of my friends and family to not come and visit. Yorkton is only 90 minutes from Regina (major airport) and the city reminds me a lot of Stratford. I'm looking forward to this new challenge and cannot wait to share my experiences with all of you.

I'll be home in a couple of weeks ... can't wait to see you all.

Chilling Out

2011-05-21T13:36:00.000-04:00

Update: still searching ....

Chloe has found some interesting places to "chill" lately ... check it out!

Deadline

2011-05-02T00:21:00.000-04:00

The deadline is tomorrow ...

Please send me prayers, positive thoughts and vibes and well wishes .... I need all the positive energy I can get!

Fingers crossed!

Gate C39

2011-04-29T17:17:00.000-04:00

It is amazing how much one reflects while waiting and sitting at the airport.

I'm hanging out at gate C39 waiting to board my plane. As I sit here and reminisce over the last week I realize how much I miss my family already. I just left them an hour ago but that doesn't seem to matter. You would think that the more I come and go (for visits) the leaving part would get easier but the truth is ... it just gets harder. I didn't do anything special this week. No big parties (besides the expected family gathering for Easter). No adventurous road trips. No out of the ordinary events. This is what made the week so special. It was my family and I hanging out and just being together. It was exactly what I needed. The week flew by as we all knew it would and here I am now trying to reconcile my feelings of sadness. I know that summer will be here before I know it and we will be together again ... I just wish ... we weren't so far apart.

It really is amazing how much one reflects while waiting and sitting at the airport.

It's Always an Adventure

2011-04-21T18:03:00.003-04:00

Today I traveled from La Loche to Saskatoon in order to catch an early flight home tomorrow. As always, it wasn't an easy journey. I made it to Borden, which is a half hour drive from Saskatoon and where Chloe would be spending her break. It was there that I noticed my brakes not working to their greatest potential. No "brake" light had come on in my car, thus, I continued on to Saskatoon with no worries. I did; however, leave a piece of my car in Borden as I ran into a post putting a dent in my driver's side door (which now produces a 'pop' each time it opens) and broke my side light. This seemed insignificant and not fatal so I continued my journey. I made it to my hotel safely and at that time my car decided to fill me in on the brake situation ... the 'brake' light came on. Thankfully, the Mazda dealership is across the street from my hotel so I promptly drove over there and begged for their assistance. I do have to say that the people at Saskatoon Mazda are extremely helpful and very nice and they assured me they would take good care of the "Beast" and fix all of her ailments. Why are things never easy?!

Despite the car situation it was a beautiful day for a drive. I saw eight deer, six of which were alive. I also saw too many prairie dogs to count minus one ... sorry little prairie dog. It has been an ... interesting start to my Easter break and I'm looking forward to coming home. See you all soon!

I AM

2011-03-21T19:45:00.003-04:00

I gave my students an assignment last week to write an "I Am" poem and I decided that I should write one as well. Here is my poem:

I Am

I am strong and independent

I wonder what life has in store for me

I hear the sound of silence

I see a bright and successful future

I want a husband

I am strong and independent

I pretend that everything is fine ... even when it's not

I feel sadness when a student gives up

I touch people's lives

I worry ... period

I cry at everything

I am strong and independent

I understand that I can't save people

I believe in my students' potential

I dream of traveling the world

I try my best ... always

I hope for peace in the world

I am strong and independent

Viva Las Vegas

2011-03-01T23:46:00.000-05:00

I received a letter in the mail today giving me an update from home. This letter also reminded me that I have been neglecting my blogs. Thanks Elaine for getting me back to it. I'll try harder to keep this updated.

Not much has been happening; perhaps this is the reason for the neglect. I can tell you; however, that I have just returned from my first trip to Vegas. It was awesome! I have to admit that it was also a bit overwhelming as there is so much to see and do. A return trip is a must in order to do all the things that I missed but wished to experience. What did I do? Besides visiting the various hotels my friends and I also visited the Grand Canyon and Hoover Dam as well as Cirque de Soleil's show "O". The Grand Canyon was truly awe inspiring. Witnessing the simple beauty was peaceful and relaxing. "O" was unbelievable. This was the first Cirque show that I have seen and it certainly will not be the last. I have to admit I did feel slightly apprehensive at the start of the show because the various acrobatic and high flying acts made me nervous for the actors. I had to remind myself that they were in fact professionals and they do the acts every night. Eventually I was able to relax and just enjoy the wonder of Cirque de Soleil. We stayed at Harrah's and the room was beautiful. We had a strip view overlooking Caesar's Palace, The Mirage, and Treasure Island. For inquiring minds, I would definitely stay at Harrah's again.

There are 40 work days before my next break. I look forward to accomplishing lots within the classroom and seeing my students step up and do their part in their educational journey. This semester has shaped up to be positive thus far. I enjoy my students and they continue to impress me with their brilliance.

Well, for someone who said they didn't have much to say I sure have babbled on. Friends and family back home, know that I think of you often and miss you lots. I'll be home before you know it!!

First Post in 2011!!

2011-01-16T18:41:00.001-05:00

Almost two months have gone by, thus, I believe an update is necessary.

I had an amazing Christmas vacation at home. Although it went by way too quickly and I did not have a chance to see everybody that I wanted to, it was great to be home and see friends and family whom I cherish and love.

Since I've been back my students and I have been busy finishing up the first semester. This semester had a very rocky start but it has ended on a positive note. My students actually learned something and I am proud to say were also engaged in most of the material studied. It has not been a perfect semester but it has certainly been a successful one. I am looking forward to the new semester as it brings with it some much needed prep time.

I've also started a course which will keep me busy between now and April. It's an additional basic qualifications course which once completed will give me my senior qualifications in English. The course has only just begun but I am enjoying it.

Some friends and I have planned a trip to Vegas next month. If anyone has any suggestions as to restaurants we should eat at, places we should visit, shows/attractions that we must see, I would love to hear them.

I'm looking forward to a positive, fun, and healthy 2011 and wish the same for all of you!

Cheers!

Meat Loaf

2010-11-28T22:32:00.000-05:00

I've been craving my mom's meat loaf. I've been waiting now for almost 2 months for my amazingly prompt mother to email me her recipe. I threatened to write an embarrassing blog if she didn't email it to me soon, thus, the reason for tonight's blog. I implore anyone and everyone who reads this and who know my lovely mother to harass her until she sends me her recipe. Also, if you have a recipe which you think could rival my mother's I ask you to pass it along to me. Winter = comfort food = meat loaf!

Lost Cat!

2010-11-26T21:27:00.001-05:00

For those of you who have been to my house or seen the pictures you know that it is very small. There are very few places for my darling kitty cat, Chloe, to hide. Today, after waking from a short nap, I couldn't find her. The door to my bedroom was shut but still I looked under the bed, in the closet, and behind all dressers. No cat. The spare room door was shut, yet, I looked under the bed, in the closet, behind the desk and dresser. No cat! The bathroom door was shut; however, I felt the need to check. NO CAT! I looked all over the main room and in all crooks and crannies and I truly began to worry. I started to second guess myself, wondering if she had gotten outside without me knowing. Worried that she was out in the wild where she would be no match for the wild dogs and massive ravens I started to get my outside gear on prepared to go searching. That is when I saw it ... a quick movement where there should be no movement at all. Where did I find her?

29 Days

2010-11-20T17:48:00.000-05:00

Well, the countdown is officially on - 29 days from now I will be flying home for the holiday season. I'm already making plans and trying to figure out how I am going to fit everything and everyone in while trying to experience some relaxation. On the agenda so far: skiing with my cousin, dress shopping for Maggie's wedding (how many days?), trip to London to see Pegster, New Years party at the RGI with the best family and friends ever, and recovering from New Years party. Of course enjoying the benefits of city life, such as, restaurants, shopping, and movies will also be part of the agenda. Despite the worry of fitting it all in I still cannot wait to get home to see everyone and experience the feeling of 'home'. Bring on the holidays!

Remembrance

2010-11-11T23:22:00.000-05:00

Today was Remembrance Day ... a day set aside each year to ... remember ...

I'm teaching Elie Wiesel's novel 'Night' in my grade 12 class. For those of you who haven't read it, I highly recommend you run out right now, find yourself a copy, and sit down and spend the few hours it takes to read it.

The Holocaust. Fifteen year old Jewish boy. Hitler. Auschwitz. Devastation. Horrendous crimes. Your heart will break and you will shed a few tears.

It's amazing how many of my students have no idea what The Holocaust is ... or was. We talk about remembering but many of the students at Dene high don't know what they are remembering. They haven't been taught about World War I, World War II, Korea, Vietnam, Darfur, Rwanda, etc. It's not that they aren't interested because they are ... we (the teachers) just haven't taken the time to teach them. I'm at a crossroads. I'm beginning to believe that it's more important, or at least just as important, to teach novels like 'Night' that have some real historical significance. Shakespeare, Edgar Allan Poe, Robert Browning, the Bronte sisters ... they all still have their place, just not necessarily here. Teachers complain that the students just aren't interested, but perhaps we're just not giving them material to be interested in.

The Good, The Bad, The Ugly .... I mean .... Just the Bad!

2010-10-31T23:32:00.000-04:00

For the first time since I've moved to northern Saskatchewan I feel truly victimized.

Last night, close to midnight, I heard this really loud bang that made myself and my cat jump literally off the couch. Usually when I hear noises I look outside to make sure that everything is copacetic but the fear I felt last night kept me glued to the couch. This morning when I woke up I went through my usual routine and geared myself up for an afternoon at the school. What I found when I left the house had me in tears; in fact it still has me in tears. My driver's side window was shattered and the rock that shattered it was thrown with such force it destroyed the inside of the passenger's side door. It was obvious the vandals were looking for some treasures but alas there was nothing to steal. I knew that I wasn't immune to the vandalism that runs rampant in this town but to actually become a victim of it frightens me and angers me. This act of violence was way too close to home and I do not feel safe in the one place where I should feel the safest.

And now I feel torn ... do I stay in a place where I do not feel safe just because it is here I have a job? Do I go home where I ultimately feel the safest but I have no source of income? Is financial security more important than one's right to be safe in their environment and maintain a peaceful state of mind?

Someone please tell me ... what should I do?

"Solidarity"

2010-10-29T23:25:00.000-04:00

It's official - I'm hooked!

Tony Danza's show was on tonight and much like last week I found myself watching it. This week's episode was especially interesting. Mr. Danza found himself in the midst of teenage angst and without an outlet to release said teenage angst the outcome was chaos and turmoil. Simply put: teenagers were fighting with one another. I actually found myself a little jealous of the policies in place at this school. If students are caught misbehaving - fighting verbally and physically - they meet with a mediating team. The mediating team consists of a staff member, whose only job it is to mediate when problems arise, and a teacher (in this case, Mr. Danza). They sign a contract stating that they participated in the mediation. If they get into trouble again more serious consequences occur beginning with suspension. The episode tonight focused on Mr. Danza's desire to instill positive behavior in his students. Mr. Danza also tried very hard to let his students know that he understands and that he does, in fact, care. Tonight's show was definitely interesting but it was what he said at the very end of the episode that literally made me snap my head up from my computer and look up at the television screen. It was like I was hearing my own words spoken in a husky Italian accent. He said . . . "I'm not sure they want you to care." Interesting ...

"Teach"

2010-10-23T00:28:00.000-04:00

I watched Tony Danza's new show tonight called "Teach". The premise of this new reality television show is this: Tony Danza goes back to school to teach English to high school students. I have to be honest, it was really reassuring to watch him struggle in the classroom. It was hard not to compare his experiences with my own. Struggling with classroom management. Talking too much to students who were not listening. Fighting for student engagement. Fear of failing the kids. At one point in the show; however, Tony Danza "hooks" the students. After all of the struggle he sees some success. Watching Tony Danza's struggles and successes made me appreciate and cherish my own. It's corny, I know.

When I first started watching the show I thought ... "OMG" ... this may not be good for teachers. The show did; however, portray the tremendous devotion and hard work, extra hours, and all the time teachers take in their planning for the students. Most importantly, it showed how much teachers CARE about their students. I've only watched one episode so far but I think I'm hooked. I feel compelled to watch Tony Danza's teaching adventure. I'll keep you posted.

Things you do NOT say/tell/ask your teacher!

2010-10-02T04:03:00.000-04:00

This year I've created an anchor chart entitled: "Things you do not say/tell/ask your teacher!" Since the beginning of the school year I have had many students say/tell/ask inappropriate things or questions. Often I would say: "that is something your teacher does not need or want to know." or "You should really reconsider saying that in front of your teacher." or "That is an inappropriate question to ask your teacher." Truthfully, many of the statements or questions are quite funny and really do put a smile on my face. That does not; however, provide an excuse to be inappropriate. I decided to have an anchor chart in my room to display the many inappropriate things students say to me or in front of me. It has provided me many smiles and the students actually look forward to seeing if anything new has been added.

The following is what has made it to the chart thus far:
1. Have you ever kissed an Asian man?
2. I left to go smoke dope.
3. Did you get loaded?
4. Can you tell me why I'm still sitting here? (This is one of my personal favorites.)
5. We made a deal when he tried to make me chug whiskey! (BTW: the deal was to graduate high school ... although I do not condone drinking I am impressed that they are pushing each other to finish school!)
6. "F" school (said in a joking way, of course).

Never a dull moment!

I Wish

2010-10-02T03:52:00.000-04:00

I'm not entirely sure why I haven't written much lately. Well ... that's not exactly true. The honest truth is that I just don't feel inspired. I feel like I have nothing worthy or interesting to say. Even now I find myself typing and deleting over and over again. Perhaps I'm just not motivated. I don't want to write about work but besides my job I have nothing to say. It seems like the job has pretty much consumed my life lately and it has left no room for anything else. When I'm not teaching I'm lesson planning. When I'm not lesson planning I'm unit planning. And when I'm not unit planning I'm agonizing over everything else I have to worry about: discipline plans, year plans, growth plans, behaviour plans, etc., etc., etc. Can anyone tell me when it will end?

I went to a friend's tonight for some relaxation. It was lots of fun; Rockband can cure anything. Our conversation; however, frequently seemed to drift back to work ... specifically problems at work. Why have I let the problems and the negativity affect me so greatly? Sometimes I wish that I could let those problems and the negative aspects of the job just fade away. I wish I had the capacity to not let them eat away at me. I wish I had the capability to just not care. I find that I've been wishing a lot lately. I wish, I wish, I wish ....

Something

2010-09-19T00:08:00.000-04:00

I had a conversation with my mother tonight and she lovingly reminded me that I haven't written a blog post in over a month. I'm not sure if it's because I've been too busy, I haven't had anything to say, or because I was taught that if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. Regardless of the reason, I figured it was time to say .... something.

This past month has been absolutely crazy. I've been spending most evenings and weekends at the school completing unnecessary ... I mean ... necessary paperwork. If I'm not at the school I'm at home still working on anything and everything school related. Sometimes I find myself questioning this career move. Don't get me wrong, I love being in the classroom and I get really excited when I'm doing my thing. I guess I just don't like all the stress, anxiety, and tension that has taken over my life lately.

I suppose this is what the start of the year is like. In a few months it will settle down and I'll be able to get some sleep.

I will tell you that I've noticed a huge difference in my students. Not all of them. Some students still refuse to .. well .. act like students. I can't help them learn until they decide that they want to learn.

But the others ... it's like a total transformation. I still have behavioural issues that I need to deal with on a daily basis but it's not the same. I'm really enjoying the learning process this year. The material is great and most students are really learning something. What really gets me is to see students who fought me on every level last year turn around and become model students or almost model students. :) It's truly amazing.

I guess it's all worth it.

Little sleep equals big rewards. At least I can say I put all my effort and my heart into my job ... and ... not too many people can say that.

Time Flies When You're Having Fun

2010-08-14T12:09:00.000-04:00

It is amazing how fast time flies. I've had an amazing summer spending time with family and friends and I'm sad to see it come to an end. My time has definitely been jam-packed and I'm leaving with many memories that will help me through the coming year. Although I had the opportunity to do many fun things (Canada's Wonderland, The Toronto Zoo, Bon Jovi & Kid Rock Concert, Rock of Ages), it is the time I spent with everyone that I will truly cherish. Thanks for an awesome summer!!

HOME!

2010-06-27T13:31:00.000-04:00

I'm home! I've been back in Stratford for 2 days and I already feel rejuvenated. Home and family are an awesome healing power.

My trip back with Maggie was mostly uneventful but incredibly enjoyable. It was really nice to spend some alone time with my cousin and re-connect. It has been a long time since we've had a chance to talk and enjoy each others company so thoroughly. We shared many laughs and created many memories that will put a smile on my face for years to come. We decided to make a list of things and animals we saw along our journey. Here is that list:

1 live dear
Many (too many) dead dear
1 prairie dog
1 turkey vulture
7 trains (moving)
Lots and lots of road kill
Lots and lots of tire pieces
16 abandoned cars

We traveled through 3 provinces and 6 states. We laughed, we cried (due to laughter), we prayed for our lives (Chicago was crazy). All in all, it was an excellent adventure with one of my favorite cousins and I will cherish our time together forever. Thank you, Maggie, for being an excellent travel companion.

"Together, we will dream, believe, strive, and succeed!"

2010-06-18T23:21:00.000-04:00

I have officially survived my first year of teaching!

It seems like just yesterday I was writing a blog describing my first day/week of teaching and now .... it's over ... for the summer. It's amazing how much I learned in just one year. Although at times difficult, I would not change a thing from this past year. It has all made me a better teacher and a better person.

Thursday night was graduation. One of my students said to me, "Ms. Greensides, now that the year is over I can tell you ... you really are a good teacher. I learned a lot from you about English and stuff." I had to hold back my tears.

A teacher's first year is the toughest ... it can make them or break them. What I realized is that this is truly what I was meant to do. I was born to be in the classroom. I was born to be a teacher.

Room 131

2010-06-11T01:52:00.000-04:00

Today I cleaned my classroom. I took everything down off the walls. I emptied my desk and I cleared my book shelves. I then piled it all into my cabinets for safe keeping over the summer. It's amazing how different a classroom looks once you have stripped away all of the learning. All you are left with is an empty shell. I found myself looking around at the blank walls and the empty space and I couldn't help but imagine what it will look like next year. I'm already taking mental notes of how I'm going to decorate and how I will attempt to get the students' attention. I also couldn't help but reflect on the past year. Before I left for the day, I stood at the doorway peering into the classroom and I was remembering what I was thinking and how I felt eleven months ago when I first stepped into the room. I remember feeling a tad overwhelmed (OK, more then a tad), scared, and hopeful. Today, I felt proud, excited, and ... hopeful. My first year of teaching is coming to an end and although at times it felt unbearably difficult ... I survived and my students survived. Together we learned some valuable lessons ... some curriculum based and some not. We shared laughter, anger, frustration, excitement, and shed a few tears. So, today I cleaned my classroom. The walls are bare and the shelves are empty ... but ... the memories that I made will forever linger.

Girls Day Out

2010-06-06T13:14:00.000-04:00

Yesterday I went to P.A. Some people might think that we are crazy ... driving five hours each way is not something most people will do just to get away. It was; however, totally worth it. Here is a breakdown of my Saturday:

*woke up at 5:21am
*picked up at 6:15am
*drove to P.A. Arrived at 11:00am
*visited the liquor store ... stocked up on necessary liquids to survive the next 2 weeks
*ate Wendy's = delicious!
*watched movie: "Sex in the City 2" = fantastic .. perfect "Girls Day Out" movie
*went to Shopper's Drug Mart ... shopped
*went to Safeway ... shopped. Picked up my favorite pickles ... seriously the best pickles in the world.
*stopped at Tim Horton's
*drove back to La Loche ... arrived at 10:00pm

This was an absolutely fantastic day with the girls! It was a much needed de-stresser at the end of the year and provided me with what I need to get through the next couple of weeks. Thank you ladies for the wonderful conversation and the many many laughs.

Superstars in La Loche

2010-05-25T22:47:00.000-04:00

I've been focusing too much lately on the negative. No students or hardly any students in the classroom. Too many "F"'s on my student roster. Students sleeping, not working. But . . . today . . . something changed. I teach a block class which means I teach a class for two periods a day and I only have them for 1/4 of the year. The class began in April after we returned from our Easter Break. During the last month and a half these students have been working their butts off. I do only get 4-5 students out of 20ish on my class list but those 4-5 students work hard every day. They are one of the only classes who have actually handed assignments in on time and they have put so much effort into the work they complete. I hear often "Ms. Greensides, this is so hard!" I always reply "it's not suppose to be easy." Today, a pretty big assignment was due ... and ... I got three handed in. This may not seem like a big deal but it is a HUGE deal!! Despite the attendance issues, despite the lack of effort from some students, and despite some of the hardships ... this class makes it all worth it. They are proof that simply showing up and doing the work, even when it's hard, can produce amazing results. They are superstars!

The Wonders of a Power Outage

2010-05-23T17:31:00.000-04:00

Today the power went out. In fact, it was already out when I finally dragged myself out of bed this morning. I opened my eyes and turned over towards the alarm clock, which happens to be a daily ritual, only to realize that there were no burning red numbers telling me what time of day it was. On any other day this might put me in a state of alarm ... but not today. I felt a sense of relief ... perhaps not being dictated by time relieved a sense of pressure that has lately taken over my life. I leisurely made my way out of the bedroom, texted some friends to ensure that I was not the only one "suffering" from the loss of power, found my flashlight and had a refreshing shower. After finishing the daily routine of making myself somewhat presentable, a wave of panic momentarily flashed through me. What would I do without power? I cannot cook or bake. I cannot watch T.V. I cannot use the Internet. What on earth will I do with myself. With only a moment's hesitation, I quickly found my way to my bedroom. No, I did not hide back under the covers. I picked up a book that had been calling my name. Yes, I read a book. It's now early afternoon and the power is back on. I have set the book down long enough to re-set the clocks, begin a load of laundry, check my email, and write this blog. I fight the temptation to turn the television on or to play a computer game but the power of the book and it's dynamic characters and plot twists and turns win me over. Although the power outage has undoubtedly inconvenienced many, it was for me a saving grace. It made me take a step back, away from all the "conveniences" technology has to offer, and indulge in a good book .... words on a page and my own imagination has been my sole entertainment ... what a concept!

Home Sweet Home

2010-05-15T17:38:00.000-04:00

15 teaching days + 19 non-teaching days + 3 days until Maggie arrives in Saskatoon + 3 traveling days = 40 days until I'm home

It's a beautiful day here in La Loche; the sun is shining and the temperature is perfect. It's a great day for a road trip, thus, I can't help but think about the one I'll be on in 37 days. Although the road trip will technically begin the day I leave La Loche the true fun will not commence until my cousin Maggie arrives in Saskatoon. I've been checking mapquest and CAA's trip tik to figure out the best route home. Really it'll all come down to which way Suzy, our GPS guide, will take us. The route doesn't even matter. What matters is the wonderful company I will have with me and the final destination. My excitement is definitely building ... only 40 days ... just 40 days ...

Happy Mother's Day!

2010-05-08T17:41:00.000-04:00

Happy Mother's Day!

To honour a mother truly is to honour her every day ... not just May 9. To truly honour a mother is to appreciate all that she does and all that she sacrifices. Sleepless nights - from adolescence throughout adulthood - lost independence - shared pain and heartbreak and constant reassurances. To honour a mother is to tell her everyday how much you love her and cherish her, respect her and value her. Continue to learn from her as her wisdom does not depreciate. To truly honour a mother takes more then flowers, chocolates, and fancy Hallmark cards. Remember, our actions speak louder then words.

"Mother's Smile"

There never was a fonder smile
than mother's smile, no softer touch
than mother's touch. So sleep awhile
and know she loves you more than "much."

So more than "much," much more than "all."
Though tender words, these do not speak
of love at all, nor how we fall
and mother's there, nor how we reach

from nightmares in the ticking night
and she is there to hold us tight.

There never was a stronger back
than father's back, that held our weight
and lifted us, when we were small,
and bore us till we reached the gate,

then held our hands that first bright mile
till we could run, and did, and flew.
But, oh, a mother's tender smile
will leap and follow after you!

By: Michael Burch

The Road Not Taken

2010-05-04T23:53:00.000-04:00

I’ve been working on my poetry units for my classes and I keep thinking about this poem by Robert Frost. I’ve been doing much reflecting on my decisions this past year, and perhaps that has prompted my sudden interest. Perhaps it speaks to me because I’m at a point in my life where I need to choose a road or path to follow. Perhaps I just appreciate its symbolism and message. Maybe I like it for no particular reason at all. Whatever the explanation, I feel like I need to share it; please enjoy . . . “The Road Not Taken.”

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

Ode to Double Chocolate Chip Cookies

2010-04-29T21:44:00.000-04:00
Another long awaited update.

I've had the best week ever (I hope I don't jinx it since I still have one day to go). I thought I discovered the secret on Monday ... bribing my students with double chocolate chip cookies ... but Tuesday - Thursday has progressed fairly well without the cookies. Maybe my students are actually enjoying the content or perhaps they're tired of hearing me gripe about taking responsibility for their own learning. They are paying attention, finishing their work, and doing the work fairly well. Numbers are down, which means I have very few students in class, but at least they're participating. I wish the entire year had been like this week and I hope the rest of the year (27 teaching days) progress in the same manner. It's weeks like this that remind me why I became a teacher.

Much Needed Update

2010-04-01T21:18:00.000-04:00
It is definitely time to give an update. I am amazed at how fast time flies. It has been over a month since my last post and yet it doesn't quite feel like a month has gone by.

During the last month my school has hosted the Northern Lights Junior Games. It was quite a week and I felt extremely proud to be a part of such an event. The students and coaches from every school put their heart and soul into each sporting, cultural, and fine arts performance. It was an extremely tiring week but it was definitely worth it.

Currently, I am on my April break. I'm off for the next 12 days and I'm counting down the hours and minutes until I meet up with my family in Sunny Florida. As I type this, their journey has already begun. They are driving down south and all I can think of is how much I wish I was with them. Only two more days.

Once I'm back .... only 2 1/2 months and I'll be home for the summer and I'm sure the time will just fly by!!

Ode to Mothers

2010-02-19T23:28:00.000-05:00
I just finished catching up on some reading. Some friends of mine too have blogs and it has been awhile since I have read them. I really enjoy reading these blogs as they help me feel connected to friends who are now so far away. When I read their thoughts and experiences or see their photos I don't feel quite so detached from that part of my life . . . our friendship.

It was one blog specifically that really touched me. My friend Stacy lost her mother to cancer recently and she shared her speech/eulogy on her blog. While I was reading it I could not help but think about my own mother who, like Stacy's mother had, has surpassed the 10 year mark of being cancer free. Stacy writes, "our Mom will be remembered not for having had cancer, but for how she lived with it--how she never lost her positivity, her courage or her strength." This statement really struck me . . . it is how I too remember my mother's battle. Thankfully, my mother is still with me and I remember every day how quickly she could be taken away and I appreciate every moment, every phone call, and every skype date that we have together. To my friend Stacy, I am very sorry for your loss and I'm even more sorry that I could not be there to be a shoulder for you to lean on.

To my mother . . . I love you!

Round 2

2010-01-27T21:28:00.000-05:00
I can't believe it has been over a month since my last blog. Where does the time go? So much has happened in the past 30 some days .... some things might bore you if I insist on writing them here ... other things would astonish and shock you ... of course I'll keep those to myself as well.

I will let you know that I'm starting round 2 tomorrow in the classroom. The new semester begins and I would be lying if I did not admit to my nerves and uncertainties. For two of my classes I will be blessed with the presence of the same kids ... it will be nice to continue building on the rapport and trust from last semester. My other two classes; however, consist of a brand new batch of kids. It's kinda like the beginning of the year all over again. Having to learn more names. Establishing rules and procedures within my classroom. Building rapport. I wish I could snap my fingers and all the hard work of gaining the trust of this new batch of kids would be . . . well . . . there's no use in wishful thinking. Tomorrow will be a great day. Yes . . . a great day!

Twas the Night Before .... My Flight Home

2009-12-18T18:48:00.000-05:00
I'm sitting in my hotel room in Saskatoon and I really should be relaxing. What am I doing you may ask if I'm not relaxing? I'm cleaning up after my cute little adorable kitty cat. I had no idea such a little creature could get in so much trouble in one room. Since we've checked in Chloe has destroyed one roll of toilet paper, hidden all of the coffee stir sticks around the room, spilled my Big Gulp and chewed one of my room keys. I am about to leave to meet friends for dinner and honestly I am afraid of what I will return to. Hopefully, she will not destroy the room.

Despite Chloe's antics, my mood has not been dampened. I'm going home tomorrow and the excitement is building. I only hope I'll be able to sleep.

Pictures

2009-12-14T20:36:00.002-05:00

La Loche Christmas Parade

Christmas Tree Created by my Grade 12 Students

More Pictures of Chloe

Chloe relaxing on the couch.

Chloe annoyed by the camera.

Can you see me now?

My House Is Just A House

2009-12-10T23:01:00.001-05:00
My grade 12 students are writing essays and believe it or not this is their first real exposure to essay writing. To help them out I've been trying to find examples of good essay writing. This is no easy task. I decided to go through my own essay's to find some examples for them. As I was reading through my stack of essays I came across a reflection that I had written for an English class. I don't know why but I feel compelled to share it. Perhaps, it is because I am missing home, but nonetheless, here it is.

The Power of the Photograph: Imprinting Reality

     My photograph is of my house. I have lived in this house for twenty-three years. I have laughed in this house. I have cried. I have screamed out in anger and suffered various degrees of exasperation. I have survived the many stages of youth and I have fumbled my way through to adulthood. This house has been my sanctuary through it all.
     This house has undoubtedly contributed to my experience of and my recollection of emotion. I have left and returned to this house numerous times. Each time I come back, I walk through its rooms and I can feel the emotions connected with my memories. Sitting in a familiar chair or glancing at a specific object in a certain way at the perfect time can conjure up emotions that were thought to be long forgotten.
     I have heard of instances where people have experienced extreme emotion and this emotion becomes imprinted on the specific surroundings. With this in mind, my house becomes a semi-accurate representation of my identity as my feelings become imprinted on the walls around me. If the walls could talk they would tell you about my adolescence; puberty and hormones and the fear and excitement of leaving home for the first time.
     The reality is; however, the walls cannot talk. The memories and emotions lie within me. The photograph, my house, merely triggers the long forgotten moments and the feelings associated with my childhood. Does the photograph constitute a simulated identity? A photograph cannot constitute my identity, it can only characterize what I want it to represent. My house is just a house.

My house may be just a house but that doesn't change how much I miss it and the people, memories, and emotions in it. I'll be home in one week and the one thing I'm looking forward to the most is .... walking into my house and rejoicing in the comfort of memories and love.

2009-12-05T23:39:00.000-05:00
It's 10:00 pm .... 10:06 pm to be exact ... and I've finally sat down to reflect on my day. As I sit, I realize that I haven't had such a productive day in weeks (maybe months, actually). Let me give you a run down ....

It's Saturday so the natural thing to do is to sleep in. I began my day at 10:30 am. I rolled out of bed, tripped over Chloe, and began my morning routine. After cleaning and beautifying myself I then took care of the kitty, making sure she had plenty of food and water. By 11:30 am I was ready to head to the school.

It's amazing how time flies when you are having fun or, in my case, working hard. I spent 6 1/2 hours at the school working on a module unit for my grade 12 students. I thought that completing a module unit on Shakespeare's Othello would be easy .... I was completely wrong. Unfortunately, there is not much (useful) information out there in cyberspace so much of the module information came from my own brain. I was frustrated most of the day while I was working on it but by the time I finished it and re-read it ... I was very proud of the module package. I hope my students will love the play as much as I do and enjoy working through the unit.

So, now it's 6:00 pm and I'm finally leaving the school. I stopped at Reg's (a convenience/grocery store) for some much needed supplies and then headed for home. One might think that once I walked through the doors of my house I would sit down and enjoy some relaxation time but no, not me. I immediately began working in the kitchen. From 7:00 pm until 10:00 pm I cooked and baked. What, you might ask, was I making that would take 3 hours? Let me tell you. :) Lasagna, Caesar salad dressing, and bacon for tomorrow's dinner with the neighbours (I also washed the lettuce). I also decided to make some home baked treats ... rice krispie squares and peanut butter cups. And of course the clean-up takes some time. A productive evening was had, to say the least.

As I sit and reflect on my day I am impressed with all that I accomplished. Despite all that I completed today, I still have a super long "To Do List" for tomorrow. At least when I lay my head down to sleep tonight I'll know that my exhaustion was well earned today.

12/19/2009

2009-12-01T21:23:00.000-05:00
December 19, 2009. This is the date that I cannot get out of my mind. I wake up thinking about this date. Throughout the day I count down the days, hours, and minutes to this day. I go to bed and dream about this day. Why? I'm going home.

I never thought that going home would be so important. I've been away from home many times and each time I returned it was always sweet but never has it held such importance and necessity. I can't even begin to describe how this trip home will refresh my spirit, my sanity, and my faith.

I look forward to being with family, not necessarily doing anything but enjoying each others company. I look forward to seeing friends who will no doubt remind me that life is not only about work and that I need to worry less and laugh more. I look forward to singing and praying with my church family. Although I experience the effects of the many positive thoughts and prayers daily, it doesn't compare to the hugs, laughter, and sometimes tears we experience together. I look forward to being home.

I just can't get the date out of my mind. It's December 19, 2009.

See you soon!

Which is the Best Dog Name?

2009-11-30T22:46:00.000-05:00
A trip to Meadow Lake today spurred a little debate between my traveling companion and myself.

At the request of another teacher we escorted a stray La Loche puppy to the humane society in Meadow Lake. The puppy is female, a mixed breed, and a beautiful golden brown colour.

This is the debate: Which is the best name for this dog?

A) Bacon
B) Chaucer

November 7, 2009

2009-11-07T18:15:00.000-05:00
Today is a very special day. It is the day when two of my closest friends make a lifelong commitment to each other. It is now 6:00pm. Half an hour ago the ceremony began. At this time, I'm sure they have already said their vows, perhaps shed a few tears, and walked hand and hand passed their wedding guests as husband and wife. I can imagine it. Kelly is absolutely stunning in her wedding dress. All eyes are on her, just as it should be. Ken looks dashingly handsome. The ceremony is simple yet beautiful. Today is a day to be celebrated and remembered.

Ken and Kelly,

Although I was not able to make it home to celebrate with you today, you have been continually in my thoughts. I wish you a day full of wonderful memories shared with family and friends. Enjoy your special day!

I love you both!

The Kindness of Strangers

2009-10-25T02:54:00.000-04:00
So I took my first personal day at work. My wonderfully brave kitty had to visit the vet to get herself fixed and micro-chipped. The closest vet is 3.5 hours away and this means a day off work. So Friday morning, bright and early (6am), Chloe and I hop into the "beast" to begin our trek to Meadow Lake. Luckily we both have some company to help us watch for deer and other crazy wildlife that might risk their lives and jump in front of the "beast". My neighbour had to take her puppy, Brutus, to get snipped. Brutus cozies up next to Chloe, well, her carrying case and Kim ..... well, there is no coziness between us, but she did keep me awake and alert for the drive. Anyway, the drive is going smoothly until we stop for gas in Beauval .... unfortunately bad things happen to me in Beauval. Not even five minutes after we filled up, the "beast" starts to shake and vibrate; the check engine light comes on and my heart rate speeds up. Of course all this happens in a no cellphone signal zone and all we can do is talk sweet talk to the "beast" and beg her to get us to our destination safely. Well, she did and after dropping our pets off for their scheduled surgeries we find the Ford center and gear ourselves up for some more begging. You see, Meadow Lake is a very busy metropolis (not) so there was the very real possibility that the "beast" would not get attended to. I must say, the men at the Ford center were extremely nice and courteous as they agreed to take a look at her, although, their schedule was very tight. It didn't look good until we said, "we are from La Loche." These five words prove to be magical .... as soon as people hear this, they seem to take pitty on us poor souls and they feel the need to offer kind words and help in any way they can. Needless to say, the "beast" was looked at and fixed and we were able to leave almost on schedule.

Now, that is not the end of the story. During our visit in Meadow Lake we did some necessary shopping. One of our stops was the bargain store. We stopped here while the "beast" was being fixed and since my purchases were big and a pain to carry around, I asked the lady working if she would hold them for me while I waited for my car. She was not very keen on the idea and gave me evil eyes. I said, "I'm from La Loche ...." and guess what .... her attitude changed. All of a sudden she was willing to do whatever I asked and her evil eyes became sympathetic eyes.

Then we went to the liqueur store. This is a chance to stock up on sweet tasting beverages that will help keep me warm in the winter months so I bought more then I normally would. The lady checking me out gave me a stare indicating that I was a lush (she's not entirely wrong ... joking of course) so I felt the need to inform her that I'm not a boozer. I said, "I don't really drink this much .... I'm from La Loche and ...." Well, she no longer looked at me as though she were judging me but instead with deep understanding.

One more stop ... the hardware store. Kim decided to buy a game, Battle of the Sexes (we all know who always wins those battles *wink*wink*), and while checking out the lady asked us where we were from (I guess it was obvious that we weren't from Meadow Lake) and upon telling her that: "we are from La Loche" she replied, taking a quick breath in as she spoke, "how do you like it up there?" Diplomatically we responded telling her that it isn't that bad (and this is the truth) and she followed up with a horrible story about a friend of hers who was badly hurt while living here. My point of sharing this with you is: not only do people feel the need to empathize/sympathize with us or help us out but they feel obligated to share any story that they may have regarding experiences in La Loche. I suppose these stories are meant to help me out with my own experience. They are generally warnings or .... well .... just warnings of being careful .... I guess I seem like a person who is not careful or takes too many risks.

Anyway .... to all those nice people who offered their sympathy and kind words .... and to all those nice people who shared their stories of warning .... thank you. I appreciate your kindness ... because .... it gives me something to write about.

Cheers!

Convention

2009-10-18T03:01:00.000-04:00
I just returned home from spending a week in Prince Albert for a mandatory convention . Did I enjoy spending a week away from La Loche? Oh yes! It is nice to be surrounded with all the unnecessary enjoyments of life: an assortment of restaurants, shopping malls, grocery stores, bars, and a movie theater. I spent way too much money (on necessities I assure you) and enjoyed a movie (Zombieland) and did some necessary relaxing and socializing. This week; however, was all about convention and professional development. Did I find this week beneficial to MY professional development? I struggle with whether or not to speak honestly or politically. I should say that it was a week full of interesting and important information that will absolutely help me develop as a teacher. The truth; however, is that it was a huge disappointment. The keynote speaker on the first day was not relevant to teaching in any way. He spoke crudely and unprofessionally and I can assure you that his speech was meant more for a seedy nightclub rather than a professional teacher convention. I am still confused about his purpose and what I was supposed to learn from him. Day two was spent networking with "colleagues" (I use this term loosely) who made me feel insignificant. Day three was when the fun really began. This was business day and I left with a clear understanding of the division divide. East vs. West. The drama and lack of respect was worse then my own classroom. The only aspect of this week that proved useful was the presentation of the final speaker on our last day. His presentation was relevant and even provided a sense of hope. If I take anything away from this week it will be his words and the inspiration he provided.

Now, I can't end this blog without writing about my trip home from and to La Loche. It takes 5-51/2 hours to drive to/from Prince Albert. I left Prince Albert at 4pm which meant night time driving and animal watching. We spotted 17 deer .... one which almost met "the Beast" (that's my car) personally and that was just on the return trip. I don't think I have seen that many deer in my lifetime. We also saw 1 bald eagle, a bunny, 2 coyotes, a fox, and roadkill. I have to admit it was kind of exciting. I was hoping to see a bear but, alas, did not.

In conclusion, convention was a bust but I got a lot accomplished. :)

Pictures

2009-10-10T20:15:00.000-04:00

Chloe watching me work.

Chloe is making sure my work prints alright.

Playing "hide and go seek".

Chloe is a big fan of "Dancing with the Stars".

Chloe wants to be part of the action.

First snow fall in La Loche.

My backyard.

This Just In

2009-10-06T23:17:00.000-04:00
My mom told me tonight that I need to write a new blog. So .... here I am, trying to think of something clever, witty and utterly brilliant to write about. The truth is, I've got nothing. My weekend was spent visiting with friends and playing Rockband (Beatles Rockband actually) ... but this isn't anything new. I had a not-so-good day on Monday but I don't really feel like writing about that either. I will let you know that I had a fairly productive weekend setting up my new teacher website. If you are interested at all feel free to check it out; you might be curious to see the kind of things I'm doing with my classes. Keep in mind; however, that this is a website in progress and any suggestions or ideas would be greatly appreciated.

Website: http://teacherweb.com/SK/LaLocheCommunitySchool/MsGreensides/index.html

P.S. To all my family and friends who read this .... I miss you and love you all very much!

Day Dreaming of a Beautiful ...... SMART Board???

2009-09-29T23:56:00.000-04:00
Monday was a professional development day at school. What does this mean? It means no school for the kids and no teaching for me. It means that teachers get together and learn together. My morning was very educational. The high school teachers spent the morning in the computer lab learning about various technology software at our disposal. I took a lot of notes (written and mental) of websites to check out this weekend. When it came time to play I decided to check out the wonder which is wiki. What did I discover? I learned that I am not a big fan of the wikispace. Now, before you jump on this comment and tell me I didn't give it a chance or something along that line, hear me out. I have had the opportunity to use other sites and software which I prefer. For me, wiki just didn't live up to my standards. I know it is free but I would prefer to spend a little bit of money and get exactly what I want. That being said, this weekend will also be spent using a well trusted web service to build my own class website. Teacherweb, oh how I've missed you. I also discovered on Monday how much I miss working with SMART Boards. We had a brief learning session on the benefits of the SMART Board. What was I thinking about during this session? I was thinking about how much this wonderful technological tool would enhance my language arts lessons and engage my students (who, by the way, are not impressed with my overhead projector skills). I have tons of SMART Board lessons, sitting idle on my USB key, just waiting to be used. Oh SMART Board, when will you come to me?

The Healing Power of Rock Band!

2009-09-19T03:29:00.000-04:00
I spoke on the phone with my mom tonight and I told her, "I'm not going out tonight, I'm staying in and marking." Who was I kidding!!?? Minutes after I hung up the phone a very enticing offer steared me away from my original plans. The offer: an evening of board games, good/fun conversation and ROCK BAND! How could I refuse such an offer? So, I quickly scarfed down my dinner and prettied myself up to head down the street. The evening wasn't anything spectacular, just a group of friends and colleagues relaxing together. I learned how to play Boggle, Yahtzee, and a game I can't remember the name of but it was very addicting. We ended the night with a few rounds of Rock Band. It's amazing how banging the drums for a few songs, or strumming a guitar, or singing one's heart out can be such a healing power. I returned home feeling not so weighted down and more relaxed and calm. One thing I've realized being so far away from home .... being in the right place, with the right people can make any challenge less daunting.

I Welcome the Weekend with Open Arms!

2009-09-18T19:51:00.000-04:00
Today is Friday. It is the beginning of the weekend and two days of peace and relaxation are to follow. My week was not good but it was not terrible either. There were some moments where I wanted to pull my hair out and there were moments when I looked at my students with pride and wonderment.  I have to ask (although I'm pretty sure I know the answer), does it get any easier?  Will there ever be a day when everything falls magically into place?  The theme of perfect and easy is kinda on my mind right now. I'm doing a novel study with my classes. We're reading The Giver by Lois Lowry and we're discussing the positives and the negatives of the theme utopia. When I read to my students every day I can't help to envision my utopia ... my perfect world ... or at least my perfect classroom. I wonder, what if I could snap my fingers and the students would become perfect in every way ... would teaching become easier or would a new set of problems present themselves? I have to admit, despite the challenges and the many, many rough days I wouldn't want things to be different. Although the bad days might outnumber the good, I enjoy my students ... their humour, talent, and perseverance make the good days that much more special and make a new teacher beam with so much pride and admiration.

One Good Day .... I'll Take It!

2009-09-10T23:22:00.000-04:00
Today was a great day! It's amazing .... I've been teaching only eight days so far and out of those eight days seven have been filled with stress and anxieity ... but today was perfect! And today is all that matters. Every class, (almost) every student worked hard today and participated today and learned something today. I learned something to. I learned that the smallest success matters. Today my students raised their hands (most of them) to respond to questions instead of shouting out answers. Today my quietest students spoke up and I heard them speak. Today I was able to hear the music play instead of the rising sound of voices during work periods. I left the school today with a smile instead of with a look of exasperation. Yes, today was definitely a great day! It was a day I will treasure and look back upon to inspire me through the rest of the days to come.

Survival of the Fittest

2009-09-06T00:26:00.000-04:00
I've had a lot of people ask me how my first week of teaching went. I send my apologies to all of you who have asked me that .... I've needed time to decide how to respond or how best to describe the craziness I've experienced. Teaching in Northern Saskatchewan is definitely different then teaching in small town Ontario. Needless to say ... teacher's college did not prepare me for this. In fact, I'm not even sure what I've been doing can even be classified as teaching ... at least not the kind of teaching that I can full heartedly be proud of. How do you teach students who tell you off in another language while you are teaching? How do you teach students who refuse to do anything that you ask of them? How do you teach students who just don't care if they pass or fail? I've changed my teaching strategies constantly throughout this week and I have not been able to find away to reach them. I am the enemy. I am the one who wants them to succeed. I am the one who believes that they can succeed. I am the one who knows how great they can be if they just try. I was not naive of the situation when coming here but experiencing it has definitely been hard. I have been tested. I have cried many tears. I have contemplated my future. My goal: I wish to be able to reach at least one student ... just one ... only one.

Pictures of my trip to La Loche, my classroom, and Chloe

2009-09-02T00:36:00.000-04:00

A New Addition

2009-08-30T01:19:00.000-04:00
Today was suppose to be a day not unlike any other. A group of us rose early to head to Meadow Lake to do some necessary shopping and bonding. We did just that. What happened after the shopping and during the bonding; however, was unexpected and perhaps a little spontaneous. My neighbours (and friends) had to stop at the humane society to pick up their newly adopted puppy before we headed back to La Loche. The moment I walked in and realized that I was surrounded (literally) by kittens I knew I was in trouble. My focus should have been on how cute Brutus, the new puppy, is (and he really is) but I was continually drawn to the gorgeous and playful kittens. Before I knew it I was filling out the necessary forms and preparing to take my new kitten home with me. I could hear my mother's warnings in my ear ... "Sarah, remember your allergies," and "Sarah, will a kitten make your asthma worse?" .... but I decided that the kitten needed me and that was more important. In truth, I needed the kitten. So, together ... the gang and I with new puppy and kitten in tow ... headed home to La Loche. As I'm writing this my kitten is snuggling beside me and purring ... I know I made the right decision. Her name: Chloe. BTW .... allergies are fine and no puffer has been used during the writing of this blog.

Pictures will be posted shortly.

Registration Day

2009-08-27T22:24:00.002-04:00
Tomorrow is registration day. This will be my first 'real' contact with my students. How do I feel? I feel anxious, nervous, stressed, scared, and of course ... excited! Beneath my full of confidence exterior is a bundle of uncertainty. Questions like ... "What will my students think of me?", "Will they respect me?", "Will they listen to me?", or "Will I be able to control and command my classroom?" flood my conscious and unconscious mind. I know that everything will be OK or great or Awesome because all of my supporters keep telling me that ... but ... what if it isn't. Failure is not an option ... at least that's what I keep telling myself. Wish me luck ... tomorrow is registration day!

The Journey

2009-08-22T23:12:00.002-04:00
Here I am. I am sitting in MY house on MY sofa in northern Saskatchewan. In truth, neither are actually mine, they belong to the northern lights school division but as long as I am here and teaching I will call them MINE.

So much has happened since I left Stratford to come to the small town/village of La Loche and many people have asked me to share my travel experiences. So here it is .... four states, two provinces, and one long car ride make up this story.

DAY 1: Leave Straford for Marquette, Michigan

The first day on the road was filled with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. My mom, dad and I piled into the car ... actually it was more like squeezed into the car to begin the trek. I had piled so much stuff into my car I couldn't even see out the windows. It was a beautiful sunny day, perfect for an adventure. Our first stop was the border and that is where the anxiety really started. With so much stuff we thought for sure we would get pulled over for a search. Luckily, after showing the border attendant (what is the proper title for the border crew??) some papers to prove I had a job waiting for me, he let us through. Our next stop was a very important one ... Birch Run for some last minute shopping at the Prime Outlets and Meijer's and of course lunch at Bob Evans. I love their cheesey baked potato soup. So good! Mom and I played a game during the long drive: we counted how many abandoned cars we saw on the side of the road and the number of deer we saw. The results: 4 abandoned cars, 1 live deer, 4 dead deer, an abundance of road kill and a partridge in a pear tree. The best part of the day, for mom and dad, not for me, was when we crossed the Mackinac bridge. The folks thought it was pretty awesome because we could see both Lake Superior and Lake Michigan. I hate bridges and that's all I got to say about that. I will admit that we saw lots of nice country. The scenery was nothing short of spectacular. After a very long day on the road, 12 hours of driving, we arrived in Marquette, Michigan at 9:45pm. We thought that we would have no trouble finding a room but ... we were wrong. After stopping at a couple nicer places we finally found a room to rest our weary heads at the Ramada Inn. I advise all of you good people that if you ever find yourself in Marquette, Michigan, do NOT stay at the Ramada Inn. That's all I have to say about that. Some good news: my ear plugs worked.

DAY 2: Start-Marquette, Michigan ... End-Fargo, North Dakota

We ate breakfast at Big Boy and then we were on our way. Day 2's forecast consisted of fog and light rain. Again we saw some deer, unfortunately not alive. We arrived in state #2, Wisconsin, at 12 noon. Again the scenery was stunning. Mom had her notebook with her and noted a few places along the way that looked like they would be nice vacation spots. I have the names and locations if anyone is at all interested. We stopped in Superior, Wisconsin for lunch at Perkins. It was actually very cold and foggy here. After lunch we arrived in state #3, Minnesota; it is here that I raced a train. I'm not kidding. I won. A tornado watch was announced and I kept imagining scenes from the movie "Twister" and what it would be liked to be swept away. Luckily, I didn't find out. We traveled through the small town of Frazee which is the home of the world's largest turkey. We didn't see it but ironically we did see lots and smell lots of turkeys. We arrived in state #4, North Dakota, at 8pm our time (7pm North Dakota time) where we stayed at an Americinn (in Fargo). This place was much nicer and cheaper then the Ramada Inn the night before. We went to Hooters for dinner and then called it a night.

DAY 3: Start-Fargo, North Dakota .... End-Weyburn, Saskatchewan

Forecast: clear and beautiful. What can I say about my surroundings? The terrain is ..... flat. We saw lots of fields of sunflowers. We heard the song "Happy Trail to you" on the radio which brought back many memories. Aunt Laurel if you're reading this, I'm willing to bet you've starting singing the song. :) In Kenmare, which is close to the Canadian border, we saw numbers made from stones in the hills. My guess is that people passing through left their mark by mapping out the year that they were there in stones. Numbers dated back as far as the 60s and as recent as 09. It was pretty cool. The one thing I did notice on this part of the trek was the abundance of bugs and they all managed to run into my car. It was disgusting. I shiver in disgust thinking about it now, thus, I move on. As we got closer to the Canadian border we saw tons of oil rigs. We arrived at the border at 5pm (4pm Saskatchewan time). He didn't ask many questions and once again we had no problems crossing. He did ask if any modifications were made to the car while we were in the states and mom found this question odd. We arrived in Weyburn, Sask at 5:30pm and had dinner at Pump Jacks. Food = good; Service = slow. We stayed at a brand new Ramada Inn and had a great night sleep. My dad got up in the middle of the night and needing a drink reached for the coke bottle sitting out. What he had forgotten in his sleepy haze was that the bottle actually contained cherry whisky. That woke him up. Apparently there were lots of trains passing by throughout the night but I did not hear them. The ear plugs worked really well.

DAY 4: Weyburn, Saskatchewan - Prince Albert, Saskatchewan

Weather = good. Terrain = flat. We could see for miles and miles and miles and ...... The sky was a gorgeous blue and very clear. On our way to Prince Albert mom and I saw a small black flying object that was neither a plane or a bird. Was it a flying saucer? An alien spaceship? We'll never know. We saw tons of blue and yellow fields. We speculated that they were flax and canola fields. There were lots of marshy areas and tons of hawks .... big and beautiful hawks. We saw a moose near Cudworth (a town which has been in the news lately, google it) which was very cool. That made the trip for my mom. We arrived in Prince Albert at 2pm. We ate at a local restaurant - Ricky's All Day Grill - for dinner and did some shopping at Walmart for some essentials. I have no idea where we found room for our shopping bags, the car was already packed so tight.

DAY 5: Prince Albert, Saskatchewan - Final Destination - La Loche

Lots and lots and lots of trees. Many forest areas have been burned. There weren't many places to stop on this last leg. Again too many bugs. I have never seen dragon flys so big and of course they all flew into my car. We arrived in La Loche at 3:30pm and immediately went to the village office to sign up for cable and to use their phone. I called Anita (assistant principal for the elementary school) to meet her to get my keys. I met Anita at the elementary school and while I was in the building a bird pooped on my mom. For those of you who know my mom you will see the humour in this. :) Finally we arrived at my house. First reaction: very happy.

So, here I am. I've traveled through four states and two provinces and now I am home. I'm sitting in MY house on MY sofa and getting ready to start MY career.

Saskatchewan Bound

2009-08-05T10:41:00.002-04:00
I never thought that I would actually have a blog. This past year in teacher's college my computer prof insisted that my class each create our own blog so "Random Rantings" was born. This page has been sitting idle now for months but now it seems like it has a purpose.

In two days, yes, two days I will be moving to northern Saskatchewan. I have accepted my first teaching position and in less then a month I will be standing in front of my first class. High school students beware, Ms Greensides is on her way.

Introduction to Blogging ....

2009-01-12T11:07:00.000-05:00
I'm currently being introduced to the world of blogging. It is 11:07 am Monday morning and I am barely awake. I am sitting in my computers class and simply following instructions. I feel like a robot. The only thought currently going through my head is: I hate blogging.