Thursday, April 30, 2009

Big news!

...and no, I'm not pregnant. Once you get that second ring on your finger, that's all anybody cares about any more. Seriously, I really hate when your husband's grandma asks if you are "trying". Gross...

My big news is that I am changing schools next year!! I know that my last post was extremely cryptic but I have had enough of pettiness and child-like, unprofessional behavior from people who are older than my parents. So, I'm done! (I could go on and on and on about the situation...it mainly had to do with the fact that our pedagogical theories didn't match up..at all.)

I put in a transfer request in March after a couple rough weeks. I prayed that the Lord would show me where to walk and he brought to my attention the passage where Peter walks on water to the Lord and wavers. I couldn't figure out whether or not He wanted me to take a step out on the water by accepting the interview at my new school OR He wanted me to continue to trust Him on the water and quit drowning. I decided that I would put all of my faith in Him and say yes to the interview. I simply trusted that what happened would be God's plan.

...then I got the job. I panicked for a day wondering if I should accept or not. Justin really got to lead me that day because he felt strongly that the Lord was leading me to Cy-Ranch HS. I followed my amazing husband's lead and took the job!

And I haven't even told you the best part yet...I GET A ROOM!!!!!!!!!!!! Cy-Ranch is brand new and next year they will only have Freshmen - Juniors. My room will be new and all-stinkin-mine! You have no idea how much strain floating has put on me this year...and I am done!! The principal, DC, and team leader seem awesome and I couldn't be more excited to be there. The school is actually composed of lots people from Cy-Fair, so my department chair was able to really brag on me, which was definitely a blessing.

So I am now a Mustang. That news may not be that big of a deal to you, but for me, it means that stress and pressure are off of me and I don't have to come home in tears any more. There were weeks that I would come home every night either furious because of ridiculous things said or in tears because of hurtful things said. That's just not an acceptable work environment and I am so thankful that the Lord has taken me out of this trial. Blessings.

So yeah, things are good :)

In the meantime, I turned 23. Shh..don't tell my kids...the have no idea how old I am and would FREAK if they knew I was that young.

Right now we are in the middle of TAKS testing. For those of you who aren't from public Texas schools, it's a week designed to torture all students (especially the low ones) and the teachers. We put a RIDICULOUS amount of pressure on the teachers, students, and schools based on these stupid, stupid tests. My kids take it and I am held responsible for everything they have learned last year and this year. So for the past couple weeks I have been re-teaching Physics and Chemistry to my kids and seeing how they have drastically been diserviced by high-stakes testing. It super sucks. Hard core. Like, this one test determines whether or not they graduate. Most kids are okay, but I teach two classes of students who struggle severely in school and it KILLS them. Kids who have worked and struggled to pass classes can be told that you can't graduate because you can't take tests.

Awesome. Great idea, politicians. Why don't you make MORE decisions for our education system which you have never been a part of and have absolutely no credentials to know what the heck you are talking about. That would be fan-freakin-tastic. Thank you, W and No Child Left Behind. It sounds all peachy on the surface, but down in the ditches, it doesn't really work.

But yeah, I'm bored out of my mind because when you give the test, you have to walk around the entire 3-4 hours (as in no sitting...ever). You can't read, can't have a computer on in the room, or do anything else to keep you sane. So my solution is counting...how many tennis shoes, desks, words on the posters in the room, etc. I also characterize the kids like "he's definitely a guitar player" or "she totally loves high school musical". I'll never know if I pin them right, but I just assume that I do...;)

Enough educational ranting--I'm going to sleep!

Thank you thank you thank you for your prayers. Hopefully next post will be something fun...summer is coming!

-L

Monday, April 6, 2009

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I have been blog-slacking of late...

Sorry.

But not really THAT sorry.

I've tried...I promise. Every time I get on here, the ONLY thing I can think to write about are work problems. I want to be professional so I am not going to put them on cyber space for God-knows-who to read....pray for me. If you care for specifics, call me. My kids and I have (most days...) settled into an acceptable routine and they really are the best part of my job. Like I said, I don't want to get specific, but pray for joy in dealing with co-workers and energy to make it through the rest of the year.

It has literally been the worst two work weeks of my life. And I'm a first year teacher...so for the worst weeks to be coming in March/April, it's definitely NOT my kiddo's fault.

So yeah, I'm at a block right now blog-wise. All I can seem to want to write about is my work issues. As I just typed that, I realize that I've let it steal focus from my sweet Lord, as well. That's pathetic...

On a lighter/less cryptic note, my husband is PRECIOUS. When I got home today, he was sitting on the couch in his Astros jersey ready for baseball opening day. LOVE him. And I love the Astros...yay for baseball season!! There's something soothing about it for me...I'm not sure what it is, but I love hearing baseball announcers and watching the game. If you have been around me for any length of time, you know that I love my Astros!!!

Please be praying for me at work...I want to glorify the Lord in all I do...pray that I do that in this situation.

I love that when there are people that will be praying for me immediately when they read this...such a blessing. Love you so much for that!

-L