Always know where the fitting room is…

Holaaaa!

So I have not blogged in quite some time and this time I will be starting to blog about MOM STUFF!

It is so difficult to be going out in public with young ones… either breast feeding youngins or toddlers. (Does it get better after that?!)

Rule #1 about going out with a newborn: ALWAYS KNOW WHERE THE FITTING ROOM IS. While shopping in Old Navy, I was prepared for panic and rowdiness with my 7 month old last year. Then I thought of where I can feed her without my students and the public seeing me: the dressing room! Ta-daaaaa!!! So we went in with my fake articles of clothing I was going to “Try on” (btw I have no idea what those were at this moment). Fed my babe, went to see Santa, happy smiles, and got home without a fight!

Then this time with baby #2 I went straight for Old Navy for some post-maternity clothes (if that’s a thing?). Stocked up the stroller with baby/toddler clothes (couldn’t help myself) and zip-up sweatshirts and strolled into the fitting room. The lady totally knew what was up after my 2(?) week old baby started fussing and told us to take our time or something.

Bada-bing he was happy and we checked out and left to get his big sister at her babysitter’s house. Moral of the story is: Find the fitting room and feed if you need to!!!

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My period 7 class had spiraled right out of control. Then this happened.

Holy cow. An hour ago, I had an overpowering feeling of dread and anxiousness as period 7 was about to arrive. Now I have a MUCH different feeling

Period 6, my prep period:
-Raced back to my room from the library. (Where I held all of my classes today due to gross mess.)
-Hurriedly prepared some reflection questions for period 7.
-Printed 31 copies of 7 questions.
-Took a deep yoga-sized breath.

Period 6 end bell rings:
-Stepped outside with stack of 31 papers.
-Told 30 freshmen to “Please take one and quietly answer the questions.”

Period 7 beginning bell rings:
-Voices chattered.
-Voices quieted.
-Silence.
-Warm face. Anticipation. Uneasiness.
-Slowly my stack of papers was 30.

Go time. I answered out loud the questions I had asked of them. Calmly, firmly, and genuinely gave my class honesty that they thought they may never hear. Trying to convey a sense of non-judgement, care, trust, and most importantly, RESPECT. Doing all that while being FIRM and letting them know that WE need to make a CHANGE. I was not in for any more bullshit. And they shouldn’t stand for it either.

We had a conversation discussing #5, “What can we do to improve the learning environment of this class?” Hands popped up. I heard suggestions. I heard blame. I listened. Then we started to create together some good, THOUGHTFUL next steps. I kind of felt like we were in Mean Girls, the scene in the gym. Seriously. Someone said, “I think that people need to stop being so selfish.” I also heard, “People need to start acting like 14-15 year olds,” “People need to stop shouting over each other.”

Eventually, my MOST ridiculous, loudest boy says the word respect. We focused on that. We all agreed to keep that word in our head as we entered the classroom tomorrow. I pointed out that it was one of our original 3 class expectations. We repeated the word in Spanish together, “Respeto.”

We got up to clean. A student came over to suggest we push the tables back. We all did. And we ended up with a circle of chairs, tables pushed back, and a very surprised teacher.

We shall see what tomorrow brings. But I am SO HAPPY with how this turned out today. Phew!

 

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First Day Shenanigans

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I did not feel ready for my first period class this morning. I always go into my first day of the school year with lots of excitement and obviously a lot of nerves. This year I was feeling comfortable with OWL, entering my third OWL year I should be a pro, right? haha… more on that later. However, this year the way our PD days worked and a new puppy at home to rush to, I wasn’t exactly feeling prepared. I had a game plan, but with OWL it’s so organic that I always feel anxious that I might not remember enough to talk about, run into a dead end, etc. So I got here a tad early, set up my little first day slideshow, and went for it. Ready or not, here they come, I can’t hide.

After a few minutes I really got my OWL groove back. It’s funny how it all flows back to you, totally like riding a bike. My first period of 28 freshmen was amazing! It seemed like a lot of them had some Spanish experience before but all were on board and “attacking”/”¡ATACA!” each other when someone spoke English. Here is our list of words that I remembered after they left. I might be missing some, but it’s a great start and I’m excited to review them tomorrow – already have my first half of class planned!

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I did not feel ready for my first period class this morning. I always go into my first day of the school year with lots of excitement and obviously a lot of nerves. This year I was feeling comfortable with OWL, entering my third OWL year I should be a pro, right? haha… more on that later. However, this year the way our PD days worked and a new puppy at home to rush to, I wasn’t exactly feeling prepared. I had a game plan, but with OWL it’s so organic that I always feel anxious that I might not remember enough to talk about, run into a dead end, etc. So I got here a tad early, set up my little first day slideshow, and went for it. Ready or not, here they come, I can’t hide.

After a few minutes I really got my OWL groove back. It’s funny how it all flows back to you, totally like riding a bike. My first period of 28 freshmen was amazing! It seemed like a lot of them had some Spanish experience before but all were on board and “attacking”/”¡ATACA!” each other when someone spoke English. Here is our list of words that I remembered after they left. I might be missing some, but it’s a great start and I’m excited to review them tomorrow – already have my first half of class planned!

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