<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871</id><updated>2011-11-19T12:23:00.712-08:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='Catholic school'/><category term='chicks'/><category term='venting'/><category term='funny'/><category term='bugs'/><category term='zebras'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='bingo'/><category term='pussy cats'/><category term='cartoons'/><category term='twins'/><category term='art'/><category term='4th grade'/><category term='senses'/><category term='field trip'/><category term='learning environments'/><category term='library'/><category 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term='fashion'/><category term='ID'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='senior citizen'/><category term='parents'/><category term='scarcasm'/><category term='job search'/><category term='desperate'/><category term='worksheets'/><category term='godmother'/><category term='married'/><category term='caution'/><category term='dendrites'/><category term='questions'/><category term='credential'/><category term='money'/><category term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>For the Love of Teaching</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about the trials and tribulations of a new teacher</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-5145881677824218319</id><published>2011-11-19T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T12:23:00.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scarcasm'/><title type='text'>Report Card Time!</title><content type='html'>All I have to say is thank goodness scarcasm doesn't translante into typed comments. This is hard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-5145881677824218319?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/5145881677824218319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/11/report-card-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5145881677824218319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5145881677824218319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/11/report-card-time.html' title='Report Card Time!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-880515807182780477</id><published>2011-11-17T12:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:46:29.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='active learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning environments'/><title type='text'>Observations &amp; Reflections</title><content type='html'>As you know, I am currently doing the BTSA program through Burbank USD. I have a lovely coordinator who had arranged for us to visit some different classrooms today.&lt;br /&gt;I love having the opportunity to visit other classrooms to scavenge new ideas and trash others that don't seem to work so well. The first classroom had a lot of trashing... &lt;br /&gt;Wait! First, you should know that lately I have been questioning my teaching method. When you come into my room there are always students talking and we have a repertoire that I have come to enjoy. We talk to teach other all day. This is how I pictured my class running, but the doubt comes in when I look around the catholic school I am in and see more "traditional" (translation: students should be seen and not heard) teaching method in almost every class. My class is not crazy or disrespectful by any means, they are just not quiet. &lt;br /&gt;Back to the observation... I was seated in the back of another 4th grade room as the students came in. Completely silently. It was wonderful. There was no chatter or horseplay. The class knew what was expected and complied with the teacher's every demand. I felt very uncomfortable. It was a cold environment with no smiles or traceable relationship between student and teacher. I'll remind you that I was in the room for all of an hour, but there was almost no student work on the boards and even the positive reinforcement seemed forced. I quickly realized that if I was uncomfortable, then the students were as well. It was not my type of learning environment. &lt;br /&gt;The second room was much more comfortable. The students were encouraged to collaborate and help each other. There was a lot of interaction between the teacher and her students and there were many smiles. I'd like to think this feeling is what I portray in my own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-880515807182780477?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/880515807182780477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/11/observations-reflections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/880515807182780477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/880515807182780477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/11/observations-reflections.html' title='Observations &amp; Reflections'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6237443742888232790</id><published>2011-09-30T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T17:12:41.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tough spot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coworkers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zero'/><title type='text'>Cheating</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had a Social Studies test. A necessary evil, I know. We took the test and moved on with our lives. Yesterday I also corrected said Social Studies tests (and due to the very creative title of this blog, you can see where I'm going with this).&lt;br&gt;2 papers. &lt;br&gt;Exactly alike.&lt;br&gt;Same multiple choice questions wrong.&lt;br&gt;Same wording in the short answer.&lt;br&gt;Same words crossed off.&lt;br&gt;No doubt in my mind that there was some cheating going on.&lt;br&gt;I was extremely upset. &lt;i&gt;How dare someone cheat on my test! Do they think i'm stupid? What am I going to do? What were they thinking? How did I not see it happening? Oh my God! These kids are driving me crazy! How do I put my foot down. What is fair? WHO CHEATED???&lt;/i&gt;...these were all questions bubbling in my brain within 30 seconds of figuring it out.&lt;br&gt;I made the decision to ask them to confess, if neither did- both would get a zero on the test. Unfair for one person, but I was between a rock and a hard place.&lt;br&gt;I sent home the zero paper and a note.&lt;br&gt;Needless to say, I got 2 parent conference requests today :/ &lt;br&gt;One side was very angry, one was very supportive and understanding. I hate being berated by parents for something that is out of my control. What could I have done? I can't think of another way to handle the situation that would've been fair to all parties involved (including the other students that didn't cheat).&lt;br&gt;Any Ideas? All I have to say is thank God for co-workers because by talking to them I feel reaffirmed that I did the right thing.&lt;br&gt;On a side note, the blog reached 1000 page views~!~ Thanks to my 5 loyal readers!! haha&lt;br&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6237443742888232790?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6237443742888232790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheating.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6237443742888232790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6237443742888232790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheating.html' title='Cheating'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-294927517656726587</id><published>2011-09-22T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T23:01:09.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='active learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worksheets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dendrites'/><title type='text'>Worksheets are the devil</title><content type='html'>So, I went teacher shopping today because I realized that I needed some posters and other cool stuff. I am realizing that I really like teacher stores and that there are NONE left (except Lakeshore) but that's another post altogether...Anyway, I was looking for a book I had seen online about active learning strategies and/or how to teach History in a not-so-boring way. Out of about ten rows of books, I saw nothing but reproducibles and worksheets. No books explaining how to teach an interesting lesson... just worksheets. I bet there are students somewhere drowning in worksheets. I could plan my whole yearly cirriculum on worksheets alone. But &lt;i&gt;worksheets don't grow dendrites&lt;/i&gt; (that's a book btw). I just couldn't believe how many books there were to photocopy for your class. Don't get me wrong, worksheets are good in moderation and for reviewing concepts, but NOT for teaching concepts. What do you think? Do you use a lot of worksheets? Did you actually like doing worksheets as a kid? I didn't.xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-294927517656726587?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/294927517656726587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/09/worksheets-are-devil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/294927517656726587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/294927517656726587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/09/worksheets-are-devil.html' title='Worksheets are the devil'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-9141275289973894924</id><published>2011-09-13T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:37:35.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stagefright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantastic'/><title type='text'>Back to School Night</title><content type='html'>Why is it that many teachers can spend their days yacking kids' ears off, yet when it comes to parents...its a no go. I know I aways feel uncomfortable in front of a room of parents. Perhaps its because I'm used to being the oldest one in the room, and then suddenly everyone's older than me... whatever the case, it happens.So, today was Back to School Night and if I do say so myself, It went fabulously! I was nervous, so I made a little powerpoint to keep me on track. It was great and it turns out that I have a great group of parents (knock on wood). If everything goes as nicely as it has today, I might not give up this class at the end of the year. I'll just follow them to 5th, 6th, 7th, and 8th! haha Seriously though, it's always fantastic to hear positive things from the parents and to be able to see where the kids are coming from. I hope the whole year is this great!xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-9141275289973894924?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/9141275289973894924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/09/why-is-it-that-many-teachers-can-spend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/9141275289973894924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/9141275289973894924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/09/why-is-it-that-many-teachers-can-spend.html' title='Back to School Night'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-7665043066851963698</id><published>2011-09-05T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T22:05:01.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desperate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='credential'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Thinking...</title><content type='html'>All weekend I have been thinking of all of the things I wasn't prepared to think about when I was preparing to be a teacher...&lt;br /&gt;Here's my list:&lt;br /&gt;*How do you use a room parent?&lt;br /&gt;*How SPECIFICALLY do you come up with a final grade to put on the report card?&lt;br /&gt;*How do you deal with other teachers?&lt;br /&gt;*How do you plan field trips for three months from now when you don't even know if you will be teaching the right lessons for that trip at that time??&lt;br /&gt;*How do you turn your brain off so that you're not thinking about teaching every second of every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who can answer the last one can have a cookie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-7665043066851963698?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/7665043066851963698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/09/thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7665043066851963698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7665043066851963698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/09/thinking.html' title='Thinking...'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-2692536192608277869</id><published>2011-08-31T21:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:44:03.915-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nervous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;So,  the first day is over and it was fantastic! It's so nice when your expectations meet with reality. At first I was overwhelmed and bombarded by parents, but as soon as I shut the classroom door, I knew I could handle anything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Don't get me wrong, not everything went perfect. I learned A LOT today such as:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;*Don't be afraid to re-think an assignment or directions in the middle of an activity...sometimes it's just not gonna work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;*It's best to over-plan... those lessons take less time than you really think they should.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;*Clarity is key. You say stack the tissue boxes on the shelves, they'll stack them until they're 10 ft. high! Observe:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8VbDjQUzGEc/Tl8KgHgd7nI/AAAAAAAAANU/5D41_sejiqk/s1600/photo-756227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8VbDjQUzGEc/Tl8KgHgd7nI/AAAAAAAAANU/5D41_sejiqk/s320/photo-756227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647244004633210482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;*DON'T wear high heels on the first day!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;*My family is the BEST! My day started with an inspiring text message from my wonderful fiance, and got better as my mom and sister dropped off these gorgeous flowers from my dad, mom, and sisters. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jB_b5hL9e_A/Tl8KZ1x-O9I/AAAAAAAAANM/r0QgeC9WBl8/s1600/photo-731105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jB_b5hL9e_A/Tl8KZ1x-O9I/AAAAAAAAANM/r0QgeC9WBl8/s320/photo-731105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647243896795577298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I had a fantastic first day and am so excited for day 2!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-2692536192608277869?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2692536192608277869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2692536192608277869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2692536192608277869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8VbDjQUzGEc/Tl8KgHgd7nI/AAAAAAAAANU/5D41_sejiqk/s72-c/photo-756227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-9026721293379312542</id><published>2011-08-30T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T15:39:37.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>My Fourth Grade Classroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My room is FINALLY ready for business (good thing because the first day is tomorrow!!) so I thought I'd share some photos...i know you've been dying to see what I've&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OOs-Xq3Fa_M/Tl1kwQ45q2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/I3FfWtNTALo/s320/IMG_1930.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646780288122596194" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;been up to :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_X15912pdNY/Tl1kv0axq0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/7CRks-1JN5I/s320/IMG_1929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646780280480049986" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NqKUhjOOQ0Y/Tl1kwqFQNeI/AAAAAAAAAMk/cQ5R2IDLsSg/s320/IMG_1935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646780294885291490" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Desk is already messy! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RBuBbzsweXU/Tl1lidEst8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/19LWetIE6Rw/s1600/IMG_1931.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RBuBbzsweXU/Tl1lidEst8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/19LWetIE6Rw/s320/IMG_1931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646781150386763714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f1eNORrdQoI/Tl1liYmLtqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/KQEmvH_Nlbc/s1600/IMG_1928.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f1eNORrdQoI/Tl1liYmLtqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/KQEmvH_Nlbc/s320/IMG_1928.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646781149185029794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h4WzmZvV1bg/Tl1liPpop3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/MbH6OrbXyWw/s320/IMG_1925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646781146783590258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-9026721293379312542?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/9026721293379312542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-fourth-grade-classroom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/9026721293379312542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/9026721293379312542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-fourth-grade-classroom.html' title='My Fourth Grade Classroom'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OOs-Xq3Fa_M/Tl1kwQ45q2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/I3FfWtNTALo/s72-c/IMG_1930.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8326449329433626332</id><published>2011-08-02T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T23:06:49.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>My OWN Classroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCw2z5Val-c/TjjiTaKyTpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_w0JrMPTOVs/s1600/photo-797732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCw2z5Val-c/TjjiTaKyTpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_w0JrMPTOVs/s320/photo-797732.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636503756724129426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;FINALLY!! Welcome to Ms. D's classroom :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;So, this is what I have been working toward. This is what I have wanted for five years. This is what I have dreams of. This is MY classroom!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Do you share my excitement? I know, I know... it IS awesome!!! I have already made so many changes and have made many plans for this new learning space. I will fill you in as the room progresses. Stay tuned for many more photos to come. (and wish me luck)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8326449329433626332?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8326449329433626332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-own-classroom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8326449329433626332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8326449329433626332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-own-classroom.html' title='My OWN Classroom'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCw2z5Val-c/TjjiTaKyTpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_w0JrMPTOVs/s72-c/photo-797732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-172484206005250154</id><published>2011-06-15T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T09:59:57.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopeful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Last Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5hpEtL5Hd4/Tfjhfqhu-gI/AAAAAAAAAKM/m0b-_DTi-eY/s320/photo-785536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618488469252667906" /&gt;This school year has been full of blessings for me. As it comes to a close I find it incredibly bittersweet. I have met and built relationships with SO many fantastic teachers. They have shown me what it is to teach with God's guidance (and patience!). I am astounded everyday at the sheer brilliance of our students and truly believe that they are capable of so much more than we give them credit for. This year I have been able to get to know the school better so that I am not COMPLETELY lost as afirst year teacher...I actually know what i'm signing up for haha! And this summer I will start setting up my own classroom!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: right;"&gt; However sweet the sweet side is, there is also some bitter. Firstly, I will no longer get to take a half-day on monday and tuesdays :( and I will have to see the same students everyday! haha Seriously though, there are a couple teachers that I will miss dearly next year. Suzi and Moira, you have been such an inspiration to me. I hope that I can show as much love and patience to my students as you have modeled through your own teachings! I know your new classes in Pennsylvania and Ireland will be blessed to have you! xxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: right;"&gt;Here's to a fantastic summer and a promising new school year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: right;"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-172484206005250154?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/172484206005250154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/172484206005250154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/172484206005250154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last Day of School'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5hpEtL5Hd4/Tfjhfqhu-gI/AAAAAAAAAKM/m0b-_DTi-eY/s72-c/photo-785536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8485709642629943933</id><published>2011-06-03T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T12:49:11.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fourth grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Wrinkle in Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When you Reach Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>4th grade Sci-Fi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CyBvKBjPKvw/Tek6rrg7QVI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YGzzpgipha0/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CyBvKBjPKvw/Tek6rrg7QVI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YGzzpgipha0/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614082932583645522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdZ-FbZ7rHI/Tek6mx6BBqI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_N48sLe9sZg/s1600/images-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdZ-FbZ7rHI/Tek6mx6BBqI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_N48sLe9sZg/s320/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614082848400148130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an astounding lack of material in this category. I am extremely depressed because I'd REALLY like to teach a Science Fiction novel next year (I'm trying to do one from every genre). Among the approximately ten books the librarian had on her list, there was the classic &lt;i&gt;A Wrinkle in Time&lt;/i&gt; and a newer Newberry Award winner &lt;i&gt;When you Reach Me&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read &lt;i&gt;When you Reach Me&lt;/i&gt; in 2 days and it was fantastic. It is a mystery that is inspired by &lt;i&gt;A Wrinkle in Time&lt;/i&gt; but has no time travel until the very end of the book. It doesn't read like a Sci-fi novel, but is very intriguing and easy to read. I think it would be a good begining book for my fourth graders, but it kind of gives away spoilers to &lt;i&gt;A Wrinkle in Time&lt;/i&gt;. This is tragic, because &lt;i&gt;A Wrinkle in Time&lt;/i&gt; is one of my all time favorite books (and drips with sci-fi qualities).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my dear friends... I have a dilemma. Which book do I choose? Contemporary and easy to read or a classic that is more sci-fi??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8485709642629943933?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8485709642629943933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/06/4th-grade-sci-fi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8485709642629943933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8485709642629943933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/06/4th-grade-sci-fi.html' title='4th grade Sci-Fi'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CyBvKBjPKvw/Tek6rrg7QVI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YGzzpgipha0/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6709529505510810906</id><published>2011-05-12T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T10:07:09.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>Teaching: Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nka3ijl07Pc/TfjhqTKWWpI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Pk00s9Nor2o/s1600/photo-728215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nka3ijl07Pc/TfjhqTKWWpI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Pk00s9Nor2o/s320/photo-728215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618488651959130770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The thing I love most about teaching is that there is ALWAYS something to learn. This week I had decided to teach the fourth graders about the parts of a computer. Problem: I know NOTHING about the parts of a computer. I figured it out thanks to this marvelous invention called the internet. It took a while but I put it all together and now the kids know exactly what a motherboard is (and so do I!!!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6709529505510810906?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6709529505510810906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/05/teaching-learning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6709529505510810906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6709529505510810906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/05/teaching-learning.html' title='Teaching: Learning'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nka3ijl07Pc/TfjhqTKWWpI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Pk00s9Nor2o/s72-c/photo-728215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-548685566676574646</id><published>2011-04-01T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T07:03:14.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brainpop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>brainpop.com</title><content type='html'>This is a fantastic website with awesome animated short clips to explain everything from tsunamis to long division. The kids get SO interested in the videos and they learn so much too! I like it because the videos are only about 3-5 min long (so they don't take up a whole period).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, the whole site used to be free but unfortunately it isn't that way anymore :( There are still a whole lot of free resources, but I'm sad that not all the videos are accessible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-548685566676574646?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/548685566676574646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/04/brainpopcom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/548685566676574646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/548685566676574646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/04/brainpopcom.html' title='brainpop.com'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-3115847592962173469</id><published>2011-03-10T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T11:33:36.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior citizen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bingo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><title type='text'>BINGO</title><content type='html'>7 year old boy "D": "Ms. D, I don't want to do this anymore!"&lt;div&gt;me: "What D?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D: "I don't want to play bingo, it's an old people game."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: &lt;i&gt;laughing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D: "It was made for senior citizens" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHERE do they come up with this stuff??!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-3115847592962173469?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/3115847592962173469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/03/bingo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/3115847592962173469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/3115847592962173469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/03/bingo.html' title='BINGO'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6433493135982056590</id><published>2011-02-23T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T09:53:00.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babysitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daydreaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salary'/><title type='text'>Since we ARE just glorified babysitters...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;div id="contentArea" role="main" style="margin-right: 0px; padding-left: 20px; word-wrap: break-word; float: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 493px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="uiHeader uiHeaderBottomBorder mbm" style="margin-bottom: 10px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(170, 170, 170); padding-bottom: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;div class="clearfix uiHeaderTop" style="display: block; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h2 class="uiHeaderTitle" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(28, 42, 71); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I found this on facebook and have been daydreaming ever since ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 class="uiHeaderTitle" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(28, 42, 71); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 class="uiHeaderTitle" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(28, 42, 71); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Are you sick of highly paid teachers?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clearfix" style="display: block; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;div class="mbs mbs uiHeaderSubTitle lfloat fsm fwn fcg" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 5px; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=71209634" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Meredith Menden&lt;/a&gt; on Friday, February 18, 2011 at 3:32pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix" style="display: block; zoom: 1; margin-bottom: 20px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Teachers' hefty salaries are driving up taxes, and they only work 9 or10 months a year! It's time we put things in perspective and pay them for what they do - babysit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;We can get that for less than minimum wage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;     That's right. Let's give them $3.00 an hour and only the hours they worked; not any of that silly planning time, or any time they spend before or after school. That would be $19.50 a day (7:45 to 3:00 PM with 45 min. off for lunch and plan-- that equals 6 1/2 hours).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;     Each parent should pay $19.50 a day for these teachers to baby-sit their children. Now how many students do they teach in a day...maybe 30? So that's $19.50 x 30 = $585.00 a day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;However, remember they only work 180 days a year!!! I am not going to pay them for any vacations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;LET'S SEE....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;That's $585 X 180= $105,300&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;per year. (Hold on! My calculator needs new batteries).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;     What about those special&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;education teachers and the ones with Master's degrees? Well, we could pay them minimum wage ($7.75), and just to be fair, round it off to $8.00 an&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;hour. That would be $8 X 6 1/2 hours X 30 children X 180 days = $280,800 per year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Wait a minute -- there's&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;something wrong here! There sure is!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;The average teacher's salary&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;(nation wide) is $50,000. $50,000/180 days&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;= $277.77/per day/30&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;students=$9.25/6.5 hours = $1.42 per hour per student--a very inexpensive baby-sitter and they even EDUCATE your kids!) WHAT A DEAL!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Make a teacher smile; repost this to show appreciation for all educators.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form rel="async" class="live_666995678863 commentable_item autoexpand_mode" method="post" action="http://www.facebook.com/ajax/ufi/modify.php" live="{&amp;quot;seq&amp;quot;:0}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIActionLinks UIActionLinks_bottom" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;action&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/ajax/share_dialog.php?s=4&amp;amp;appid=2347471856&amp;amp;p[]=71209634&amp;amp;p[]=666995678863" rel="dialog" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(109, 132, 180); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Share&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul class="uiList uiUfi focus_target fbUfi" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;ufi&amp;quot;}" style="list-style-type: none; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 398px; "&gt;&lt;li class="ufiNub uiListItem  uiListVerticalItemBorder" style="display: block; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-bottom: -2px; margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i style="background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/z7/r/UvyvLtJTQzO.png); display: block; height: 5px; margin-left: 17px; width: 9px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6433493135982056590?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6433493135982056590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/02/since-we-are-just-glorified-babysitters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6433493135982056590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6433493135982056590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/02/since-we-are-just-glorified-babysitters.html' title='Since we ARE just glorified babysitters...'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-7088798258456676503</id><published>2011-02-22T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T21:52:18.809-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patriarchal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs'/><title type='text'>Ms to Mrs!</title><content type='html'>It's true!! I don't think the change in title is as apparent in any other profession. But, as a teacher it's abundantly clear whether or not you are married... its very patriarchal in my opinion, but whatever. &lt;div&gt;Soooo I am happy to announce that I will be going from Ms. D to Mrs. G! How exciting!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-7088798258456676503?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/7088798258456676503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/02/ms-to-mrs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7088798258456676503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7088798258456676503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/02/ms-to-mrs.html' title='Ms to Mrs!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-2223538595815793416</id><published>2011-02-18T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:40:02.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Ms. D is a Chick Eater!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This may look like a cupcake wrapper filled with chocolate rice krispies to you, but to a group of kindergartners, this was a nest for chick eggs... and I ate them :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-23FkyO6A0YQ/TV7HOXwOzZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cFzTUmgeYbk/s1600/photo-716704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-23FkyO6A0YQ/TV7HOXwOzZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cFzTUmgeYbk/s320/photo-716704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575112438439660946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Let me explain... Like any other day as an elementary school teacher, I am barraged with sweets and candies. Not that I'm complaining, of course. Today it was one of the Early-Fives girls who came in with this scrumptious treat. It started out as a chocolate ricekrispy nest with 3 chocolate eggs inside. They gave me one, one for the kinder teacher, and one for the aide. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;In the time that it had taken me to devour one of the eggs, the kinder aide had convinced four of the kinder girls that the eggs were real chicks that would hatch if they were REALLY quiet. She was pointing out a crack in one of hers, solidifying the point that they were real chick eggs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I was popping the second egg into my mouth as I saw a little blonde-haired five year old giving me a murderous look. She looked at me like I had just killed a baby bird in front of her! We explained that they were just chocolate and I PROMISED they weren't real chicks- but it was too late... She just stared at me. Without forgiveness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-2223538595815793416?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2223538595815793416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/02/ms-d-is-chick-eater.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2223538595815793416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2223538595815793416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/02/ms-d-is-chick-eater.html' title='Ms. D is a Chick Eater!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-23FkyO6A0YQ/TV7HOXwOzZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cFzTUmgeYbk/s72-c/photo-716704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-4875316149699482563</id><published>2011-02-01T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:44:40.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Just Another Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L06MyLv7AhM/TV7LQ3iO2VI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DMoN7JVLEn8/s1600/photo-750790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L06MyLv7AhM/TV7LQ3iO2VI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DMoN7JVLEn8/s320/photo-750790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575116879377127762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;"Ms. D.!! She brought a ladybug to class!!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Me: "What?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;"You're not supposed to bring bugs to class! Right?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Me: "Lemme see..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;She brought it from home...You never know what's going to show up in your classroom I guess! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-4875316149699482563?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4875316149699482563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4875316149699482563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4875316149699482563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day...'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L06MyLv7AhM/TV7LQ3iO2VI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DMoN7JVLEn8/s72-c/photo-750790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-1864086919258888811</id><published>2011-01-13T14:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T14:48:38.750-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='British'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>BBC Typing</title><content type='html'>When I started in this position there was NO lesson plans, NO schedule of what to teach, NO idea what had gone on in years before. So, I asked the teachers what usually happens in computer lab and what they would like me to teach. The unanimous request was typing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, the prior teachers didn't thing learning to type was a priority in computer class... nobody had ever taught it before. Although I did find a program in my bottomless pit of a closet (a story for another time) so  I installed it and began teaching the 3 &amp;amp; 4th graders to type properly. This program turned out to be quite boring &amp;amp; as a result, groans accompanied the lessons *never a good sign*. So I began searching online for a better program to buy &amp;amp; came across  the best resource EVER: the BBC website. Among MANY other resources they have a typing program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.bbc.co.uk/schools/typing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This site is awesome for typing lessons for the following reasons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1. It's FREE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2. It's musical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3. It encourages with an onscreen keyboard &amp;amp; tips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;4. It's musical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;5. It has fun characters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;6. It builds slowly with 12 different lessons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;7. It's FREE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so much fun that I even learned to type better because I play it too :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT, probably the best aspect to it is that the characters speak with a British accent. Because of this, I get to hear about sixty kids speaking with mock British accents! It's completely awesome and I laugh a little when they start calling each other "mate." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-1864086919258888811?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/1864086919258888811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/01/bbc-typing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/1864086919258888811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/1864086919258888811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/01/bbc-typing.html' title='BBC Typing'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-2992680450230866325</id><published>2011-01-06T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T14:49:16.297-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Welcome to 2011!</title><content type='html'>2010 blew by like a breeze and 2011 will surely follow just as fast! I'm glad i've started this blog (even if nobody reads it) because it gives me the chance to look back and see all of the wonderful experiences i've had while teaching. Now that i've begun on this journey, I truly couldn't imagine myself on any other path. I wake up everyday (well, ALMOST everyday) happy to go to work. Both, the children and the adults that I work with give me so much hope and faith for the future.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here's to 2011. May this year contain more blessings, more happiness, more joy-filled days, and more wonder than last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-2992680450230866325?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2992680450230866325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-to-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2992680450230866325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2992680450230866325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-to-2011.html' title='Welcome to 2011!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-7118207470013829883</id><published>2010-12-13T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T11:26:48.384-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>..:::Oh Christmas Tree.::.Oh Christmas Tree::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TQZzb0gTq2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/RmWKyvPBcos/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TQZzb0gTq2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/RmWKyvPBcos/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550250512568527714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the holidays...for the most part. Okay, I could do without the sale-crazed people, the outrageous consumption of the masses, and I could definitely do without the Christmas music before Thanksgiving.... However, the generosity of the season outweighs the cons. The unselfishness always amazes me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, back to the music... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not one of those people who listens to Christmas music in July. I find it odd and somewhat irritating. I hate it when the radio starts playing it before Thanksgiving. It's just irritating. BUT, when I DO start listening to festive music, I just can't stop! In fact, they're playing in my classroom right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently I'm not the only one who enjoys the season's songs. My second graders have been singing along all afternoon. I LOVE hearing them sing along to the songs (even if they're not all the right words) haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-7118207470013829883?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/7118207470013829883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-christmas-treeoh-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7118207470013829883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7118207470013829883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-christmas-treeoh-christmas-tree.html' title='..:::Oh Christmas Tree.::.Oh Christmas Tree::..'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TQZzb0gTq2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/RmWKyvPBcos/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6420649038579686966</id><published>2010-12-08T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T10:22:08.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><title type='text'>Oh, YOU!!</title><content type='html'>In mass this morning, the priest was offering up the eucharist (as they are wont to do during every mass). During a brief pause a small voice from the side of the church exclaims: "Is that REALLY God's body?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is humor everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6420649038579686966?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6420649038579686966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6420649038579686966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6420649038579686966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-you.html' title='Oh, YOU!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-167385242869942118</id><published>2010-11-30T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T11:44:06.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Working Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In a perfect world...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Cleo V. Swarat &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I dreamed I stood in a studio&lt;br /&gt;And watched two sculptors there,&lt;br /&gt;The clay they used was a young child’s mind&lt;br /&gt;And they fashioned it with care. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One was a teacher:&lt;br /&gt;the tools she used were books and music and art;&lt;br /&gt;One was a parent&lt;br /&gt;With a guiding hand and gentle loving heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And when at last their work was done,&lt;br /&gt;They were proud of what they had wrought.&lt;br /&gt;For the things they had worked into the child&lt;br /&gt;Could never be sold or bought!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And each agreed she would have failed&lt;br /&gt;if she had worked alone.&lt;br /&gt;For behind the parent stood the school,&lt;br /&gt;and behind the teacher stood the home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-167385242869942118?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/167385242869942118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/11/working-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/167385242869942118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/167385242869942118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/11/working-together.html' title='Working Together'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-230645797114189554</id><published>2010-11-22T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T08:32:33.442-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to MEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TOqZQIfw59I/AAAAAAAAAJI/vXiGVFIU1w4/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TOqZQIfw59I/AAAAAAAAAJI/vXiGVFIU1w4/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542410793870485458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have had an absolutely fabulous birthday weekend. Aside from the fact that the weather was suuper cold, It was definately one of the best birthdays Ive had in a while :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... when i came to work this morning and two cute kindergarteners ran into my room breathless and said, "Ms. D! Ms. D! We NEED you in kindergarten riight NOW! Hurry!" I was kinda worried. I followed them to their room and was greeted with a huge "SURPRISE!!!!" form the rest of the class! They sang me &lt;i&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/i&gt; (complete with the Cha-cha-cha's) and gave me a beautiful new plant for my room. What a perfect way to top off a perfect weekend :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you KA &amp;amp; KB!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-230645797114189554?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/230645797114189554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-to-mee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/230645797114189554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/230645797114189554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-to-mee.html' title='Happy Birthday to MEE!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TOqZQIfw59I/AAAAAAAAAJI/vXiGVFIU1w4/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6205580459223665237</id><published>2010-11-12T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T12:29:09.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>A riddle</title><content type='html'>Written by a first grader earlier today:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i see a anmol that is brwn and white kut &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you,  no the anstr?   oooooo  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i no the anstr, it is a der, aaaaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, How are your powers of deduction? Did you figure  it out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's a hint...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see an animal that is brown and white.  could &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know the answer? Oh Oh Oh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the answer, it is a deer, hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew you kut do it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6205580459223665237?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6205580459223665237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/11/riddle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6205580459223665237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6205580459223665237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/11/riddle.html' title='A riddle'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-7131402108875858950</id><published>2010-11-05T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T13:18:52.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twins'/><title type='text'>Silly Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TNRmdg21i-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/dffLe6gpdJQ/s1600/twins-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TNRmdg21i-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/dffLe6gpdJQ/s320/twins-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536162499167357922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation of the day: &lt;div&gt;While talking to one  of the twins in kindergarten this morning, I confused her with her sister. I quickly self-corrected and called her by the correct came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her: "It's okay Ms. D. I Like my sister."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "I hope so silly girl."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her: "Wanna know why.?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "okay"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her: "because i like her face!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Well, thank goodness, because you have the SAME face!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her: "I know, huh?!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-7131402108875858950?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/7131402108875858950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/11/silly-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7131402108875858950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7131402108875858950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/11/silly-girl.html' title='Silly Girl!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TNRmdg21i-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/dffLe6gpdJQ/s72-c/twins-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-5121304098135304262</id><published>2010-11-03T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T10:47:58.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Facebook and Teaching</title><content type='html'>Okay. I have a serious question for you...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you send a friend request to your child's teacher?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought so. I got a friend request from a parent I met at back to school night about a month ago. I was kind of shocked. I had never met this person before and wondered why she wanted to be my friend on Facebook. I let the request sit in my inbox, in fact, it's still there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to be rude, but at the same time, she doesn't need to know what I did over the weekend or that I played hooky from work to go to the beach. I post random stuff and I don't think its professional to befriend students OR their parents (apparently) on social websites. I mean, do they REALLY need to see me dressed up as a lion for halloween? I don't think so.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-5121304098135304262?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/5121304098135304262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/11/facebook-and-teaching.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5121304098135304262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5121304098135304262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/11/facebook-and-teaching.html' title='Facebook and Teaching'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6738046473346357082</id><published>2010-10-29T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:06:19.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kinder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Any Questions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After teaching a phonics lesson to a kindergarten class and going over a worksheet they were to do at their desks, I automatically asked if anyone had any questions. Immediately, four hands popped up. This is what I got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"What do horses eat?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Did you know its my birthday in June?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"What are you going to be for Halloween?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Do you know how much five plus five is?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lesson:  When asking  a group of kindergartners if they have any questions, be prepared for anything!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOXx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6738046473346357082?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6738046473346357082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/any-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6738046473346357082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6738046473346357082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/any-questions.html' title='Any Questions?'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6512419165258151160</id><published>2010-10-22T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T07:47:20.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>The funniest joke...</title><content type='html'>So, the other day my six year old neighbor comes up to me and wants to tell me a joke...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;me: Okay, go ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;him: Why did the egg sit on the counter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;me: umm, idonno. why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;him: Because it wanted to crack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;me: uhhhh... (i know kids jokes aren't ever really funny but this was so weird that all i could do was smile and give him a confused stare.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;him: &lt;i&gt;after about 30 sec&lt;/i&gt;... Well, sometimes yokes don't make sense!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;me: HahahHHHHahhhahahahahahahaHAhah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;His comedic timing was spot-on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xxOOXx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6512419165258151160?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6512419165258151160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/funniest-joke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6512419165258151160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6512419165258151160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/funniest-joke.html' title='The funniest joke...'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-9031232485775876236</id><published>2010-10-21T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:41:24.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TMCIofPJXCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tK1nOJ-3Svg/s1600/photo-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TMCIofPJXCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tK1nOJ-3Svg/s320/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530570571572141090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some pictures of my room all spooked out :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TMCId1GHF4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/WXqg1vA75GM/s1600/photo-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TMCId1GHF4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/WXqg1vA75GM/s320/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530570388461262722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TMCIIl5ch2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/SVB-RPo9d44/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TMCIIl5ch2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/SVB-RPo9d44/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TMCIIl5ch2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/SVB-RPo9d44/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530570023604356962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-9031232485775876236?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/9031232485775876236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/9031232485775876236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/9031232485775876236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-time.html' title='Halloween Time!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TMCIofPJXCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tK1nOJ-3Svg/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-7082657607640375470</id><published>2010-10-04T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:05:32.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consequences'/><title type='text'>In my Opinion</title><content type='html'>One shouldn't use certain things as a punishment. Some of these things include reading, writing, and physical exercise. I'm also not limiting this to the classroom. I believe that the types of punishments where a child must write standards, read silently, run a lap, or do push ups are counter-productive to their development.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As teachers, we spend our entire lives trying to get our students not only to read and write but to LOVE reading and writing. We want them to WANT to read books and write stories. However, by using these as punishment, they begin to believe that theses tasks are boring, monotonous, and a punishment (go figure). The same goes with physical exercise... we want kids to learn to LOVE exercise, to enjoy the feeling of physical exertion. But when we tell them to "go do a lap" and are surprised when they are in fifth grade and despise PE. C'mon people, I'm just asking for a little common sense! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-7082657607640375470?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/7082657607640375470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-my-opinion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7082657607640375470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7082657607640375470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-my-opinion.html' title='In my Opinion'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-2106081812472818892</id><published>2010-10-01T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T10:53:47.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uniforms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>One Disadvantage to Catholic Schools</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TKYgHmnhGQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/t8IHNKfvk78/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TKYgHmnhGQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/t8IHNKfvk78/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523137308013959426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing I remember from being in Catholic school was free dress day. Those wondrous and magical days in which we were allowed to shed those HORRIBLE plaid uniforms and show off the clothes we never got to wear. These days were usually reserved as a reward of some kind and they were received as such. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I was always suuuper excited to show off my "weekend clothes"  to my friends, there was also a sense of anxiety. "WHAT SHOULD I WEAR???!!!" Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uniforms are convenient, easy, and create a sense of equality among students. One thing they do not do is create any kind of fashion sense whatsoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week, due to the excessive heat, our school has had free dress. During these past three days, I have noticed that there is no saving the majority of my students from the fashion police. Choosing your favorite articles of clothing is fantastic. Pairing stripes with polka-dots...not so much. While it's endearing to see students walking around with orange shorts and pink tops, I don't think they are quite up to par with their public-school counterparts. Albeit, they get to practice dressing themselves everyday, but still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-2106081812472818892?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2106081812472818892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-disadvantage-to-catholic-schools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2106081812472818892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2106081812472818892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-disadvantage-to-catholic-schools.html' title='One Disadvantage to Catholic Schools'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TKYgHmnhGQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/t8IHNKfvk78/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6507150368084126338</id><published>2010-10-01T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T10:35:19.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Yummy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TKYbhEM-e0I/AAAAAAAAAII/fMTheho6hu4/s1600/cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TKYbhEM-e0I/AAAAAAAAAII/fMTheho6hu4/s320/cupcake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523132247894293314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And so... the treats begin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6507150368084126338?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6507150368084126338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/yummy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6507150368084126338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6507150368084126338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/10/yummy.html' title='Yummy!!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TKYbhEM-e0I/AAAAAAAAAII/fMTheho6hu4/s72-c/cupcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-4724818516609796271</id><published>2010-09-29T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T10:36:11.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ID'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>It's Official!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm a teacher! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it says so on my teacher ID!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so official now. AND I can now get discounts at Barnes an Noble and Michaels!! YAY!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-4724818516609796271?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4724818516609796271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4724818516609796271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4724818516609796271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-1695631476230234889</id><published>2010-09-27T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T10:57:54.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hugs'/><title type='text'>LMFAO!!!</title><content type='html'>I just LOVE when a child takes you off guard and kicks you in the gut! Kids say the darndest things, but today has topped the charts! Actually, you probably wont believe it, but its 100% true and i'm going to tell you anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, one little kindergartner totally made my day. He was walking by and decided he wanted to tell the aide something. So, he  waited his turn and then he said (get this..) "Do you know how much I love pussy?" HahahaHAhahahaHAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness. The aid, bless her heart, turned BRIGHT red and looked up at me. Im sure I was the same color. He, however, seemed confused, so I asked "What!?" To which he replied, "I love pussies so much. They're so cute!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as I was about to implode from holding  back laughter, all I could do was smile. Then, because obviously we still looked confused, he deemed it necessary to clarify further, "You know, PUSSY CATS?!" (which was promptly followed with a "my teachers are crazy" look) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaahhhh.... marvelous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-1695631476230234889?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/1695631476230234889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/09/lmfao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/1695631476230234889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/1695631476230234889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/09/lmfao.html' title='LMFAO!!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-226108234235041403</id><published>2010-09-21T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T10:53:48.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Ms. D's Class!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't blogged for a while, but I've been busy. Well, busy and kinda lazy... haha. But no I'm back in a school. In the rhythm of the new year, so you can expect more blogs and anecdotal stories soon! Until then, here are a few pics of MY classroom!! Enjoy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TJjsBxEEF1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ujjJWF7mGas/s200/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519420858436949842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my tree. I &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TJjs1GkYYOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0VCF26_W-WQ/s200/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519421740382970082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tiny bulletin board! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-226108234235041403?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/226108234235041403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/09/welcome-to-ms-ds-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/226108234235041403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/226108234235041403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/09/welcome-to-ms-ds-class.html' title='Welcome to Ms. D&apos;s Class!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TJjsBxEEF1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ujjJWF7mGas/s72-c/photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-895798129206775694</id><published>2010-08-10T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T21:42:28.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><title type='text'>A Necessary Risk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/052602/these-office-supplies.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 372px;" src="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/052602/these-office-supplies.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, is an office job in the hand worth a sub job in the bush? This is the $1000 question of the night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who don't know, I've sold out. Yup. I got an office job :/ Well, it's AT a school at least... but it's in the administrative part... the LOWEST administrative part- secretary (EEK!) Yeah, it sucks, but i'm good at it! Who knew there was so much to do behind the scenes of a school? Not me. On the up side, I get to add many new skills to my resume on top of secretary, including but not limited to: lunch maid, personal assistant, nurse, supply distributer, and go-fur (as in "Hey Ashley, can you go for stamps and envelopes at the postoffice?"). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, as the school year is starting up again, I'm wondering if I should leave this sedentary but stable job for the joys of subbing. There might be a part-time sub position opening up for 2-4 weeks. Then, I'd be back to subbing, which wasn't a bad gig- just not very reliable. I'm at a crossroads. I donno what to do... what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-895798129206775694?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/895798129206775694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/08/necessary-risk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/895798129206775694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/895798129206775694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/08/necessary-risk.html' title='A Necessary Risk?'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8417723076327298300</id><published>2010-08-04T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T21:24:53.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inept'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopeless'/><title type='text'>can you keep up??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large; "&gt;FIVE YEARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;of classroom experience for a minimum wage preschool position?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;RU 4 REAL???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/rma/lowres/rman884l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8417723076327298300?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8417723076327298300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/08/can-you-keep-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8417723076327298300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8417723076327298300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/08/can-you-keep-up.html' title='can you keep up??'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-7730385497278515123</id><published>2010-07-29T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T21:46:31.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><title type='text'>Status Update</title><content type='html'>I feel like I am running in circles with no destination. No, more like a cook without a kitchen. A cowboy without a horse. An actor without a stage..? Well you get the idea. I have been applying to jobs for almost  a year now- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt;, yeah, don't get me started. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aaaannyyyyway&lt;/span&gt;, I went on a fantastic interview two weeks ago. It was great. The principal was fabulous. We laughed. I had superb answers to all of her questions. The school was nice and had a family atmosphere. It was the perfect interview. As I left the office, I actually did a little hop and skip routine! Well, as you can tell the ending isn't a happy one. I got an email stating that there were over 500 applicants for the position and (of course) I wasn't chosen. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;500&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;teachers applying to a Catholic school. Of course they were exaggerating right?!? Until I got this from the South Pasadena &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;USD&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Dear Ashley,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for submitting your application to our district for one of the elementary teaching positions.  We were overwhelmed by the response as we received over 1,000 applications.  For us, this is a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1280462610_0" style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;mixed blessing&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blabittyblahblah&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;Personally, I don't like those odds. How am I even supposed to compete? Things don't look good. So, I've done the only thing that a sane person would do. I sold out. Yup, I took an office job at a preschool. I guess it'll have to do.      For now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xOOxx&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-7730385497278515123?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/7730385497278515123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/07/status-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7730385497278515123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7730385497278515123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/07/status-update.html' title='Status Update'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-2836730439701361403</id><published>2010-07-11T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T01:24:38.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Smell the Roses... or the Shirt</title><content type='html'>I was just thinking about our senses. While we're teaching we try to stimulate them in order to get our little ones engaged and thinking. We obviously use sight and hearing a lot. When we bring in realia we use touch but rarely do we use taste and smell in lessons. Come to think of it, the sense of smell is one of those things that we take for granted every day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always stop to smell the pretty flowers growing outside our apartment building and absolutely bask in the smell of fresh bread from my bread machine, but otherwise I don't consciously smell things. I like knowing that I don't stink and that there is dog poop nearby (so I don't step in it) but I can't say that I use my nose for anything constructive (except maybe determining if the milk is expired).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welllll....(you had to know a story was coming) when I was teaching pre-K I found a sweater on the floor and no one would would claim it. Of course it had no name on it, so after a couple days I decided to send it to the lost and found. When I gave it to a little girl to bring to the office she stuck her nose in it. She said that it was Peter's*.  I gave her a questioning look so she handed it to another boy and he smelled it and said, "Yeah, it's Peter's. It just smells like him." So of course I had to give it a sniff and sure enough, I smelled it and it was his! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Names are made up... as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-2836730439701361403?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2836730439701361403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/07/smell-roses-or-shirt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2836730439701361403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2836730439701361403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/07/smell-roses-or-shirt.html' title='Smell the Roses... or the Shirt'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6015508968340694876</id><published>2010-07-01T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T18:57:35.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;Alll righty then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;I've landed an interview for a fourth grade position. Can you believe that it is the first teaching interview that I've been offered? I can't. In the real world, I should've been on at least 20 interviews with the amount resumes I've sent out. Well, I was really happy when I read this in the email today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Although we are really looking for teachers with a few years of classroom experience, I was so impressed by your portfolio and &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1278035142_10" style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px; border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;recommendation letters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;, I would like to invite you to our school for an interview. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;So, I got an interview despite the fact that I am under-qualified! I donno, because in the email she informed me that the school is Jewish Orthodox. While I'd LOVE to learn more about the religion and culture, I can't think that my being Catholic will help get the job :_Oh well, she must've seen something she liked right?! FINALLY! It's nice to know that SOMEONE took the time to look at my portfolio! haha, sometimes I think that all the energy I put into it wasn't worth it... Well, wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6015508968340694876?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6015508968340694876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/07/take-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6015508968340694876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6015508968340694876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/07/take-one.html' title='Take one!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8924977099478260254</id><published>2010-06-24T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T22:13:31.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twinkie books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Twinkie Books</title><content type='html'>It's summer!! (insert cheering children here) This is DEFINATELY my time of year. There are probably a billion reasons I love the summer but here's my top 10...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's time for Dodger baseball :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to shrug out of those huge sweaters and slip into shorts and cute sundresses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to shop during the week so I don't have to deal with the crazy crowds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's finally warm enought to hit the beach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Summer blockbusters (am I the only one holding my breath for Eclipse?!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends always come home during the summer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vacations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bbq's and water fights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hanging by the pool with a margarita ;P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and like John Travolta said....Oh ohhhh those Suummer niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiights!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;What I like most about summer is that there's time for twinkie books! During the school year, it's all about broccoli books, you know... books that serve an educational purpose. Text books, classics, assigned readings- all broccoli books. I like broccoli books. They're great...in moderation, but who doesn't love the 'i can't put it down,' 'don't talk to me right now,' complete indulgence of a twinkie book?! Twinkie books are the essence of reading. As teachers we try to assign twinkie books to instill the love of reading in our students, but there's nothing better than finding that one book you can't put down.&lt;br /&gt;I love that feeling and have just found my twinkie book series for the summer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caution: The following books are &lt;strong&gt;FOR ADULTS ONLY&lt;/strong&gt; and I'm &lt;em&gt;DEFINATELY &lt;/em&gt;not recommending them for your classroom- only for your personal mental health ;P &lt;a href="http://i41.tinypic.com/2u8gfpv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 252px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/2u8gfpv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are like me, you have totally fallen for the blood sucking-epic love story-vampire trend as seen in the Twilight series. Maybe, like me, you have read all of the books. Twice. If so have I got the series for you. &lt;u&gt;The Black Dagger Brotherhood&lt;/u&gt; series by J.R. Ward is an adult Twilight. I found the seven-book series by recommendation of a few different friends and have already devoured the first four in a matter of two weeks. They are the ultimate twinkie books so don't start them unless you have some extra time to indulge- it's TOTALLY worth it. Lemme know if you agree! (but I know you will)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOXx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8924977099478260254?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8924977099478260254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/06/twinkie-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8924977099478260254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8924977099478260254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/06/twinkie-books.html' title='Twinkie Books'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/2u8gfpv_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6071106970434547730</id><published>2010-06-14T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:15:44.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Aaaaaand...it's over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iplay.ca/kanata/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 335px;" src="http://www.iplay.ca/kanata/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of school. There will be graduations and parties, goodie bags and good bye hugs. The students who I have been fortunate enough to get to know and teach will be chomping at the bit to get out of school and set up play dates throughout the summer. Teachers will be packing up their classrooms and getting their mental faculties in order to take on a new class in two months.  There is a tangible sigh of relief this time of year on every school campus as everyone is ready for a sybaritic vacation from reality.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, on the other hand, will be job hunting (as ever) and praying to God that I get a position like the one I had this year. I was very fortunate to have been accepted into this school's family. What began as a six-week maternity leave coverage, turned into a six-month position. I have learned so much and have met many fabulous teachers and I am sad to give it up so easily. There is no position for me anymore because none of the teachers want to give up their classrooms (geeze! the gaul... haha). I thank them for letting me in for just a little while, and hope that there is something for me next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6071106970434547730?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6071106970434547730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/06/aaaaaandits-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6071106970434547730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6071106970434547730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/06/aaaaaandits-over.html' title='Aaaaaand...it&apos;s over.'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-3707276839362325478</id><published>2010-06-11T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T21:55:44.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>Over their Heads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TBMSvZz8oiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/SWEKJJIzwMc/s1600/146963186XBIprc_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TBMSvZz8oiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/SWEKJJIzwMc/s200/146963186XBIprc_fs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481745777031946786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Kindergarten's turn to plan the all-school mass and they did a FANTASTIC job.  Only one froze up on us and the rest sat patiently in their pews. So, as a treat we had popsicles after nap time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;They had those popsicles with the really corny jokes on them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What did the dentist say to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; the marching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; line-height: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;band? here's a tuba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; line-height: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; toothpaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; What smells funny? A clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What do vegetables say at church? lettuce pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What part of the computer was the elephant scared of? The mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What do you call cheese thats not you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;rs? nacho cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Oh, theres tons and I find them funny, but the kiddies... not so much. They're not skilled in satire and rhetoric enough in their mere five years of existence. They always ask me to read their sticks, but look at me oddly when I start laughing. But today one tried making his own. It was something like   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Why did the duck cross the road? To eat a teacher!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;OMG. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-3707276839362325478?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/3707276839362325478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/06/over-their-heads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/3707276839362325478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/3707276839362325478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/06/over-their-heads.html' title='Over their Heads'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TBMSvZz8oiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/SWEKJJIzwMc/s72-c/146963186XBIprc_fs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-7195617324339903331</id><published>2010-06-10T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T07:07:27.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>Isn't it crazy how fast kids grow? You blink, and they're another year older. I have only been with these little children only since January, but I have seen them grow soo much! Not only physically, but academically.  These now-six-year-olds are taller and smarter with less teeth, but better reading skills. I am amazed when they create entire stories and write them down. They came in babies, but left first graders. Simply amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-7195617324339903331?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/7195617324339903331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-vaction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7195617324339903331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7195617324339903331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-vaction.html' title='Summer Vacation'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-7185145501003770425</id><published>2010-06-02T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:52:17.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><title type='text'>Forget Shorty... It's all about Shawnee!</title><content type='html'>It seems as if I'm catching all of the crazy kiddie talk that is going on around me lately. Today after lunch, I overheard a little boy singing to himself a song that went something like this: "Charlie is a memory in my head da ma deeda do..."  He repeated this line over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stopped to ask him what the words were he said that he didn't know them all but san it again anyway. Then another boy heard and said that the name wasn't Charlie, it was Shirley. They debated it a moment and decided to call in a third party. When a little girl got into the mix, she convinced everyone that the song went like this: "Shawnee is a melody in my head got me singin...." (she didn't know the rest either). So, for the rest of the day this is what they were singing. Over and over and over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-7185145501003770425?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/7185145501003770425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/06/forget-shorty-its-all-about-shawnee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7185145501003770425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/7185145501003770425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/06/forget-shorty-its-all-about-shawnee.html' title='Forget Shorty... It&apos;s all about Shawnee!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6014913936900292974</id><published>2010-05-31T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:22:00.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><title type='text'>Teaching Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Here's something cute I found and thought I'd share with fellow teachers and art lovers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TALJQWcmldI/AAAAAAAAAHI/eIs6h8IQUpk/s320/1006926.Foto0290.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477161379576583634" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;xxOOxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6014913936900292974?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6014913936900292974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/teaching-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6014913936900292974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6014913936900292974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/teaching-art.html' title='Teaching Art'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/TALJQWcmldI/AAAAAAAAAHI/eIs6h8IQUpk/s72-c/1006926.Foto0290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-872735553951479891</id><published>2010-05-30T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T13:26:39.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivity'/><title type='text'>Do More</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 24px; font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; "&gt;“Do more than belong: participate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; "&gt;Do more than care: help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; "&gt;Do more than believe: practice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; "&gt;Do more than be fair: be kind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; "&gt;Do more than forgive: forget.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; "&gt;Do more than dream: work.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;  color: rgb(153, 153, 153);  padding-top: 0px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;—&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1275053557_0" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-width: 2px; border-bottom-style: dotted; "&gt;William Arthur Ward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="11px" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;  color: rgb(153, 153, 153);  padding-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1921-1994); writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="text-align: left; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-872735553951479891?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/872735553951479891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/872735553951479891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/872735553951479891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-more.html' title='Do More'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-590083506478477813</id><published>2010-05-28T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:55:00.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><title type='text'>A-Tackk!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You might think that I'm making this stuff up, but I really couldn't. I'm not that funny. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L: Ms. D., do you know what you say when you're holding a tack?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: No. What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L: You know, when you go to poke someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: But you shouldn't poke people with tacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L: Yeah, but you could say a-tack. Like ATTACK! Get it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: HaHaHa. Silly girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-590083506478477813?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/590083506478477813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/tackk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/590083506478477813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/590083506478477813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/tackk.html' title='A-Tackk!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-5970555242310423367</id><published>2010-05-27T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T12:49:41.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Celebrity Status</title><content type='html'>Today the PTA "Surprised" us with a Teacher Appreciation day. It was actually REALLY cool. They decorated the whole school like a Hollywood Award show and started the day with our celebrity stars. They also had a school-wide ballot and gave us each "personality awards." Here's mine :) &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_7Iv52AgJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/96uo-uZPCA8/s1600/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476034922235854994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_7Iv52AgJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/96uo-uZPCA8/s200/photo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_7JLuza4zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/eHaOpQjXxiY/s1600/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476035400308548402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_7JLuza4zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/eHaOpQjXxiY/s200/photo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It turns out that I am "Wonderful, Beautiful, and a Good Helper!" Nice. Then, when the kids were coming in, I was given a lovely pink boquet of roseswith the most adorable card and a cup of hot coffee! What a way to start the day! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_7KIdnYvfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/38aC0YQELWM/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476036443666693618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_7KIdnYvfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/38aC0YQELWM/s200/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In her own handwriting, a student wrote this in the card:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms. D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roses are pink,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;apples are red.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you like apples &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and this is your card&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sooo cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, we were told that there would be parents to cover our lunch! OMG. That was the best gift EVER. (I haven't had a lunch in over four weeks...It was heaven.) So I go upstairs to the faculty lounge to eat lunch to find that they've decorated up there too. We even got a red carpet and everything! I was expecting pizza but no, we had a full-out buffet for lunch. There was so much food that we'll probably have some left over for tomorrow (yess!!!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a fun day, and the school really got into it. The older girls even came up with the idea of asking us for our autographs! haha. Well, I wish everyday was teacher appreciation day. However, then everyone would want to be a teacher! We can't have that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_7I4oGYFmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/D4J6CI8AHno/s1600/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-5970555242310423367?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/5970555242310423367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/celebrity-status.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5970555242310423367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5970555242310423367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/celebrity-status.html' title='Celebrity Status'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_7Iv52AgJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/96uo-uZPCA8/s72-c/photo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-5444032544463262769</id><published>2010-05-25T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:57:42.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><title type='text'>Alice in Wonderland</title><content type='html'>Something I overheard during lunch. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: I Know who that is. On the front of your lunch pail.&lt;br /&gt;M: Yeah, it's Allison.&lt;br /&gt;L: Allison? No! ... Her name is Alice.&lt;br /&gt;M: Yeah huh. You know... Allison Wonderland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_wnfZK-75I/AAAAAAAAAGY/0CFah5zFLK8/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475294667262062482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_wnfZK-75I/AAAAAAAAAGY/0CFah5zFLK8/s200/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-5444032544463262769?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/5444032544463262769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/allce-in-wonderland.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5444032544463262769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5444032544463262769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/allce-in-wonderland.html' title='Alice in Wonderland'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_wnfZK-75I/AAAAAAAAAGY/0CFah5zFLK8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6212272433702829126</id><published>2010-05-24T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T09:52:09.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Pity-Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dear Ms....,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your recent application to _______ School District for the position of Elementary Teacher. The difficult job of screening applications has been completed. There were many fine candidates however not all applicants could be chosen for an interview. This email is to inform you that you have not been selected for an interview at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..USD sincerely wishes you the best in all your employment endeavors,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Blah Blah Blech!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get at least one letter like this a week. After about 20 weeks, I'm about to break down! Every time one comes into my inbox, I cringe. I don't deal well with failure. Normally, I push and push until I get what I want however, it doesn't seem to be working thus far. I'm so done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah... I know what you're saying "but Ashley, It's a hard market for EVERYONE right now...There are just too many displaced teachers....just wait it out...you'll get a job, don't worry!" Well, thanks for the encouragement, but I feel like I'm at the end of my rope. How am I supposed to get a job if they won't even give me an interview?? Gahhhhhhhh!!!!! It's just that after months and MONTHS of job searching, I'm coming up empty-handed. I don't see a light at the end of this very long tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what kills me most?? Do you? It's the fact that I KNOW there are teachers out there who hate what they're doing. They give the kids worksheets all day and don't have the passion it takes to be an above-average teacher. They're sitting in their classrooms, biding time, waiting to retire and I'm on the outside banging on the door until my hands are bloody. Why do I try so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for indulging in my pity-party... more upbeat posts to follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6212272433702829126?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6212272433702829126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-little-pity-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6212272433702829126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6212272433702829126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-little-pity-party.html' title='My Little Pity-Party'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6804400721900408173</id><published>2010-05-20T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T13:06:22.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><title type='text'>My Kingdom for a Doughnut</title><content type='html'>It has come to my attention that I haven't shared this delightful little story with you all. Be forewarned, it's pretty funny (or at least I thought so when it was happening!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago, I was given yet &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; delightful, if not diabetes-causing, doughnut for one birthday or another (see &lt;a href="http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/teaching-is-lot-of-calories.html"&gt;Teaching is a lot of Calories&lt;/a&gt; post) . Seeing as it was the middle of class, I put it on my desk. About ten minutes later I caught one of the girls scoping out my snack. I was sitting at my desk talking to a few students about their work when, out of the corner of my eye, I see her grab a piece of my doughnut!! My doughnut! Right off my desk! Right in front of me! I was stunned into non-action.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took all of three seconds to execute this well-thought out plan. She snatched a piece, stuffed it in her mouth and ran off in record time. When I finally realized what had happened she was already five feet away. I called her name and she froze. She turned slowly and looked at me with her big brown eyes. When I saw her, I almost laughed. She looked as guilty as a cat who has just eaten a canary (especially because there was a0 little doughnut peeking out of the corner of her mouth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called her over and she started crying.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why did you do that?&lt;br /&gt;Her: It was an accident.&lt;br /&gt;me: (almost laughing again) How was that an accident?&lt;br /&gt;Her: I donno. I'm soooorrryyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why did you do that?&lt;br /&gt;Her: I like doughnuts. I wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay, but I think you need to move your stick and have a time out for touching something on Ms. D's desk.&lt;br /&gt;Her: okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day she had to tell her mom why she wasn't on green. When she finally whispered the reason in her mom's ear, her mom's eyes became HUGE! Ahh... it was such a funny situation, I almost didn't punish her, but I had to... funny girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6804400721900408173?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6804400721900408173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-kingdom-for-doughnut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6804400721900408173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6804400721900408173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-kingdom-for-doughnut.html' title='My Kingdom for a Doughnut'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8961855287071152228</id><published>2010-05-20T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T00:54:00.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stinky Cheese Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>My FAVORITE Story Book EVERRR!!</title><content type='html'>I love picture books, and I enjoy reading them to kids. The simplicity of the books and their fun stories make them so enjoyable to read. I have many in my own collection that range from classics and fairy tales to newer books and contemporary stories. However, when it comes to reading a picture book to a class, I have one ultimate favorite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_RDYdL3D6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qs3Wy0v79JM/s1600/thumbnailCA4HELC3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473073534592290722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_RDYdL3D6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qs3Wy0v79JM/s320/thumbnailCA4HELC3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Stinky Cheese Man and Other Fairly Stupid Tales&lt;/u&gt; by Jon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scieszka&lt;/span&gt; and Lane Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is the most fun "fairy tale" book to read to a class. It's narrator, Jack, has no clue what he's doing. He puts the table of contents before the title page and skips pages in the book. Century-old tales are cut up, ripped apart, and thrown back together haphazardly to create a menagerie of new tales. It is witty, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sarcastic&lt;/span&gt;, and hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caution: this book does say "stupid"(gasp!) several times and the class goes wild. I wouldn't really use it for a read aloud for classes under second or third grade because they might not understand the smart-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aleck&lt;/span&gt; anecdotes throughout the stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8961855287071152228?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8961855287071152228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-favorite-story-book-everrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8961855287071152228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8961855287071152228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-favorite-story-book-everrr.html' title='My FAVORITE Story Book EVERRR!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_RDYdL3D6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qs3Wy0v79JM/s72-c/thumbnailCA4HELC3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8021450135003238732</id><published>2010-05-19T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T17:04:10.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><title type='text'>::..Oh, the Sings they Sing..:::</title><content type='html'>Every morning we sing "America the Beautiful". I thought you'd enjoy their rendition of it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful for spacious skies,&lt;br /&gt;For ever wave of gray;&lt;br /&gt;For purple mountain majesty&lt;br /&gt;A-BOVE the fruity plain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMERICA! AMERICA! (shouting)&lt;br /&gt;God shed His grace on dee,&lt;br /&gt;And crowned my good with bro-ther-hood,&lt;br /&gt;From sea to shining SEAAAAAA.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... you should hear them in the morning. They make me laugh! I mean, ever wave of grey, what is that?... and why is dee so special in God's eyes?? Silly kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8021450135003238732?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8021450135003238732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-sings-they-sing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8021450135003238732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8021450135003238732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-sings-they-sing.html' title='::..Oh, the Sings they Sing..:::'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-5817630891195347790</id><published>2010-05-18T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:01:24.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zebras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Marble Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_Lv3kgwtbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UMaPQdJh9p0/s1600/securedownload.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472700235181503922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_Lv3kgwtbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UMaPQdJh9p0/s320/securedownload.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marble Painting: Not as clean as I thought it would be, but A LOT more fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always wanted to try marble painting, but just never have. So, I decided to try it with preschoolers :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, was it messy! I thought, "What a great project. Marbles. In a box with paint. Contained= no mess." Boy, was I wrong! Little marbles with black paint went flying almost every time. As I type, there are little black stripes across the project table and on a couple chairs. Good thing it's washable! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In spite of the mess (actually because of it), we created BEAUTIFUL zebras. I love how they came out and now I just want to do another marble painting project... but what?! Any ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-5817630891195347790?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/5817630891195347790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/marble-painting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5817630891195347790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5817630891195347790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/marble-painting.html' title='Marble Painting'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_Lv3kgwtbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UMaPQdJh9p0/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-999924946067383786</id><published>2010-05-16T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T20:41:59.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talent'/><title type='text'>ATTN: Awesome new BLOG!</title><content type='html'>I LOVE photography. It has always been a passion of mine as an art and as a hobby. I have a couple GREAT blogs on my blog-roll on the right of this page but today I have to plug this totally awesome new site. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_C5ah9CYyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/36ZjThxJrcM/s320/IMG_2751.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472077412697269026" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its from a budding new artist who has a unique eye for photography. His vision and composure inspires me daily. He has a passion for the art and holds himself to ridiculously high standards, and it shows. Besides the fact that he is incredibly talented, he's cute to boot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out his site &lt;a href="http://web.me.com/jdg312/JoseGironPhotography/Welcome.html"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Added bonus: you just might see a familiar face :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me what you think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-999924946067383786?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/999924946067383786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/attn-awesome-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/999924946067383786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/999924946067383786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/attn-awesome-new-blog.html' title='ATTN: Awesome new BLOG!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S_C5ah9CYyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/36ZjThxJrcM/s72-c/IMG_2751.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8008150720891387176</id><published>2010-05-14T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T21:38:52.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duckies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tragedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>LA Zoo Craziness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-4g7XVcTII/AAAAAAAAAFw/EXFBfUZuNk4/s1600/P6140064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-4g7XVcTII/AAAAAAAAAFw/EXFBfUZuNk4/s320/P6140064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471346801550052482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-4eGyfJDgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/F6uZS-vUIDQ/s1600/P6140069.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh... the zoo with lots and lots of marveling minds!  So much to see and sooo much do do. We had a fun-filled day with a picnic lunch and a lot of walking.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm exhausted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Field trips are hard work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness my BFF was able to come :) Love you Alisa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day was fabulous until we went into the aviary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAUTION: the rest of this story is not for the faint of heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we were tired and ambled into the aviary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-4jUU75o4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/AGaoDF6kzm8/s320/P6140075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471349429426037634" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were looking at the baby flamingos when we saw a mommy and daddy duck and their little ducklings. See how cute they are?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, so Mommy and Daddy duck walk on this rock and run into a bush. They decide that the only way down is to jump maybe five feet down. The first two ducklings are pushed down, but make it just fine. Then, the whole family leaves two little ones up on the rock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last one jumps and they all seem to be ok when one starts spinning on the floor. I think it broke its neck. Mommy and Daddy then started attacking it (to put it out of its misery?). By then, I had pushed the two little ones I was with to the next exhibit. Thankfully they didn't catch on, however Alisa and I are now scarred for life. It was the most depressing thing I have ever seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8008150720891387176?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8008150720891387176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-zoo-craziness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8008150720891387176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8008150720891387176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-zoo-craziness.html' title='LA Zoo Craziness!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-4g7XVcTII/AAAAAAAAAFw/EXFBfUZuNk4/s72-c/P6140064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-459268216676328066</id><published>2010-05-12T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:13:10.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desperate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivity'/><title type='text'>Music to my Ears</title><content type='html'>These five year olds are soooo LOUD! I mean, how can 18 tiny children make my eardrums bleed? I have no idea. We have a quiet jar (aka- ice cream party bribe jar) that encourages them to be quiet when they're on the rug. But during their activity time, I'm at a loss. I am constantly shushing them (you know, that low but ever-present "shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...")  to no avail. It was even to the point that some of the kids started telling ME it was to loud. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's a poor teacher to do? Play music! I guess I got this genius idea while sleeping or something, but this morning I grabbed my favorite Mozart CD and an instrumental guitar one as well. I thought that maybe the Mozart would lull their kiddie brains into a learning oasis or at the very least the background music might put a cap on the noise level. While it didn't work as well as previously desired, there was a marked difference. I only had to quiet them down twice today! Although, this may have been due to my more relaxed mental state because I was listening to the relaxing music, but whatever works right?? Well, seeing that it was my first day trying it, I'll keep you updated on further testing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-459268216676328066?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/459268216676328066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/music-to-my-ears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/459268216676328066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/459268216676328066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/music-to-my-ears.html' title='Music to my Ears'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-4420190714104187698</id><published>2010-05-11T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:02:49.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Teacher's Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-nv8x2CcEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/T60wBB8OZTs/s1600/Teachers+Prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-nv8x2CcEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/T60wBB8OZTs/s400/Teachers+Prayer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470167049869357122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-4420190714104187698?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4420190714104187698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/teachers-prayer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4420190714104187698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4420190714104187698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/teachers-prayer.html' title='Teacher&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-nv8x2CcEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/T60wBB8OZTs/s72-c/Teachers+Prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-4656870766960716166</id><published>2010-05-10T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:27:07.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smartboard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Technology and the President</title><content type='html'>I bought my first Mac on Saturday!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WOOHOOO&lt;/span&gt;!!!! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;oK&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for sharing in my excitement.) I LOVE technology. I feel like it brings us closer and opens the door for us to access not only information, but new ways of learning that information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely adore the use of technology in the classroom. There is something &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-hf9W_e03I/AAAAAAAAAFY/d5ZGSQwaecw/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469727255189967730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-hf9W_e03I/AAAAAAAAAFY/d5ZGSQwaecw/s200/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;about it that draws in attention to your lesson. In my student teaching and various sub jobs, I have been fortunate enough to get to play with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;smartboard&lt;/span&gt;. It projects your computer screen onto an interactive whiteboard so that the students (or you) can write, draw, and move images for the class. It's AMAZING and I really hope that I can use one in my own classroom soon. Actually, all I really need is a projector. I love bringing images and animation into the lesson and projecting images from the web onto the board makes it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much easier. Imagine having the technology to answer ANY question at ANY time in front of the class. Imagine pulling up millions of images of ANYTHING across the history of mankind in seconds. The possibilities are just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mindboggling&lt;/span&gt;! I'm so glad that I'm a teacher in this wonderful age of technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, apparently our President doesn't feel quite the same way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And meanwhile, you're coming of age in a 24/7 media environment that bombards us with all kinds of content and exposes us to all kinds of arguments, some of which don't always rank that high on the truth meter. And with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;iPods&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;iPads&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Xboxes&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;PlayStations&lt;/span&gt; — none of which I know how to work — information becomes a distraction, a diversion, a form of entertainment, rather than a tool of empowerment, rather than the means of emancipation. So all of this is not only putting pressure on you; it's putting new pressure on our country and on our democracy."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I agree with him in that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Xboxes&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Playstations&lt;/span&gt; aren't the most wholesome way to spend our free time, I completely disagree that information could be a distraction to us and our country. I think that this new age of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; and online information overload teachers can begin to create good researchers even earlier. We can show our students how to find true, reliable sources that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt; our own arguments. Maybe because President Obama doesn't know how to work these new-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;fangled&lt;/span&gt; contraptions he is a little scared of the possibilities that they hold. I, for one, can not believe that our president cannot see the benefits to new technology  since he is the first President with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-4656870766960716166?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4656870766960716166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/technology-and-president.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4656870766960716166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4656870766960716166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/technology-and-president.html' title='Technology and the President'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-hf9W_e03I/AAAAAAAAAFY/d5ZGSQwaecw/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8707308593282221099</id><published>2010-05-09T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:26:12.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='godmother'/><title type='text'>Happy Mommy's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I'm not a Mommy...yet... but I'd like you to meet my beautiful Goddaughter, Vanessa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-eOQ0tZTNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9sMghqvIyAw/s320/Vanessa+.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469496692142853330" /&gt; I think that in some ways, being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Godmommy&lt;/span&gt; is better than actually having one of my own. I get to spoil her and give her anything she wants without having to worry about the meltdown later. We have had a couple of slumber parties where we got to hang out ALL WEEKEND! We go to the zoo, take train rides, have picnics and tea parties, and stay up late watching cartoons. She is just so much fun to hang out with! Vanessa is the best because not only does she love me more than she loves her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nino&lt;/span&gt;, she loves the dodgers as much as we do too!&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-eU6XpAu5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/klYfoMAY-W0/s200/Vanessa+Dodgers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469504002964110226" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has bled Dodger blue since before we took her to her first game. Now, she knows the player's names and loves to cheer "Lets go Dodgers!!" On my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, there's my favorite video of her and her Angel-loving Daddy at a Dodger/Angel game last year. It's HILARIOUS... go check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Nessa for making it so easy to be your adoring Godmother!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xxOOXx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8707308593282221099?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8707308593282221099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mommys-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8707308593282221099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8707308593282221099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mommys-day.html' title='Happy Mommy&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-eOQ0tZTNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9sMghqvIyAw/s72-c/Vanessa+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6187817841511752576</id><published>2010-05-07T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:31:50.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hugs'/><title type='text'>Parents, Babies, and Marriage...oh my!!</title><content type='html'>The kids were full of questions today about my life...awkwardness abounds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Who knows what Sunday is?"&lt;br /&gt;kids: "Mother's Day!!"&lt;br /&gt;M: "Do you have a mom?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "yes, of course I do."&lt;br /&gt;M: "Whats her name?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "uhh... Mrs. D."    :P&lt;br /&gt;M: So you're Ms. D and your mom's name is Mrs. D."&lt;br /&gt;T: "And your dad's name is Mr. D."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Haha.. that's right!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So, on Sunday we celebrate all of our Mommies and tell them how much we love them."&lt;br /&gt;S: "Do you have kids?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No. why?"&lt;br /&gt;S: "Because you're too young!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage&lt;br /&gt;P: "Ms. D., are you married?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No."&lt;br /&gt;P: "Thank goodness!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeze. What a Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6187817841511752576?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6187817841511752576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/parents-babies-and-marriageoh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6187817841511752576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6187817841511752576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/parents-babies-and-marriageoh-my.html' title='Parents, Babies, and Marriage...oh my!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-3856287427619637666</id><published>2010-05-05T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T19:03:40.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injuries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mischief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Mischief Makers</title><content type='html'>Kids get into the darndest situations! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;... I don't even KNOW how many funny situations I find them in. They get stuck in their sweatshirts daily and I am constantly running over to the jungle gym to untangle their little pretzel bodies. Today was a topper though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, a little boy runs up to me and is just about crying. He wines, "Ms. D! Ms. D! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-HII3dvzmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jjHPjVLw-jQ/s1600/securedownload.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 110px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467871477257719394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-HII3dvzmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jjHPjVLw-jQ/s320/securedownload.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My leg is stuck!!" I was thinking... &lt;em&gt;how can your leg be stuck if you're running??&lt;/em&gt; Nevertheless I look down. I almost choked due to stifling a laugh. This little monkey had found a zip tie and attached it to his leg during lunch. Then, he panicked because it wouldn't come off. I told him we'd have to cut off his foot. He didn't believe me. So, I cut off the zip tie and saved his life all in the course of a day's work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-3856287427619637666?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/3856287427619637666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/mischief-makers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/3856287427619637666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/3856287427619637666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/mischief-makers.html' title='Mischief Makers'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S-HII3dvzmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jjHPjVLw-jQ/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-3101722467985683050</id><published>2010-05-04T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T12:58:51.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Happy Teacher  Appreciation Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops." -Henry Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is true because teachers in my life have affected me greatly, even to this day. So, on this very special day that is dedicated to the teachers that love, care for, and teach us more than textbooks ever could... THANK YOU! So, in chronological order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; to my very first teachers, my parents. You taught me more than I could ever write down or even count. You taught me how to be a good student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; to my second teachers, my two younger sisters. You both have built my character and taught me how to be a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; to my favorite fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Stevens. Your wacky ways and love of books has inspired me from my first day in your classroom- I bet you don't even know how much I strive to be like you as I am becoming a teacher on my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; to my favorite seventh grade teacher, whose name I forgot but who's actions live on in my memory. Thank you for always expecting the best and never settling for less- It's helped me expect more from myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; to my very first above-par college professor, Professor Turner. You were outspoken and clearly a bit insane, but you inspired me to take a stand. To believe in something. To DO something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; to my favorite professor, Dr. Marchevsky. Your belief that my writing could be better, that my argument could be better, that my structure could be better helped me try harder and write better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; to my two wonderful credentialing professors. Dr. Persiani, you continually inspire me withwords of encouragement and your willingness to go 1000% for your class, whether it be elementary or university. Dr. Beltran, by leading by example you taught me that everyone can be an exceptional teacher with the right tools and attitude. Thank you for giving me both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tons of teachers in our lives, even students are teachers many times. These are just the ones that I want to thank today for making me who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-3101722467985683050?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/3101722467985683050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-teacher-appreciation-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/3101722467985683050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/3101722467985683050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-teacher-appreciation-day.html' title='Happy Teacher  Appreciation Day!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-2824044273782613686</id><published>2010-05-03T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:39:15.697-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia Kidney'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Olivia Kidney and the Exit Academy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S99PH4T-kfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/G81woLtYLj8/s1600/ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467175469444927986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S99PH4T-kfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/G81woLtYLj8/s320/ok.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second book in a three book series. It was actually re-named &lt;u&gt;Olivia Kidney Stops for No One&lt;/u&gt;. It's a great story for those classes that say "We want something scary!!" They all do. I was never a fan of goosebumps and you can't give them anything actually scary because they're still kids (event though many do watch horror movies with their parents, but that's another post altogether..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia Kidney is able to talk to spirits! This book is a great big mystery and is written in a way that both adults and students will enjoy the humor! I would say that it is a good read aloud for grades 3 and up and that by fourth grade, students could read it by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's really convenient is that if you used it as a read-aloud, student's would be inspired to read the rest of the series on their own!! Way to go you inspirational teacher you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-2824044273782613686?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2824044273782613686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/book-review-olivia-kidney-and-exit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2824044273782613686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2824044273782613686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/05/book-review-olivia-kidney-and-exit.html' title='Book Review: Olivia Kidney and the Exit Academy'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S99PH4T-kfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/G81woLtYLj8/s72-c/ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-573935153588767114</id><published>2010-04-28T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:12:50.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Field Trips are the Craziest way to Spend a Day!</title><content type='html'>Getting paid to spend the day at the movies?? What an awesome day! Well, if you don't take into account the 18 crazy kids, the 14 crazy parents, and enough popcorn to feed a small village... then yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I took this mob to the movie theater to watch &lt;u&gt;Oceans&lt;/u&gt;. It was actually a great day and the kids were very good (for a group of 18 five year olds). Luckily, there were only four other people in the theatre this morning! The kids got into the movie and are now enamored with whales. I think I might have to teach them the different types because during the movie, I heard them calling a Beluga whale an Orca. Lol. They are full of new questions and wonder of the sea. It's so exciting! Despite having a fun time, I am totally exhausted. I think I over thought the whole fieldtrip thing and let myself worry too much. Not too bad for the first time though! Next fieldtrip...ALBERTSONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-573935153588767114?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/573935153588767114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/field-trips-are-craziest-way-to-spend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/573935153588767114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/573935153588767114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/field-trips-are-craziest-way-to-spend.html' title='Field Trips are the Craziest way to Spend a Day!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8980923022369771040</id><published>2010-04-27T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:19:35.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rubrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Rubrics are for Everyone!</title><content type='html'>Through my credentialing program I had this one professor... she knows who she is... who used to make us practice writing rubrics. She would make us do it over and over until we got it right, and then we would have to include on in EVERY lesson plan. She kept telling us to use them and claimed that they were the only way to salvation. haha. Okay, so a little dramatic, but she used to say that they were the only fair way to grade everyone. To tell you the truth, I used to think she was overexaggerating a little. Then I realized she wasn't. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago I met a teacher who had never made friends with grading rubrics. One day this teacher asked me if a paper &lt;em&gt;looked&lt;/em&gt; like a B paper. I don't know WHAT a B paper looks like! According to my standards or yours?? Geeze people. I didn't even know what to say. I was flabberghasted that a teacher would actually grade like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is "Thank you Dr. PB for enlightening us and not letting me be one of &lt;em&gt;those &lt;/em&gt;teachers!!"&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8980923022369771040?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8980923022369771040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/rubrics-are-for-everyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8980923022369771040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8980923022369771040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/rubrics-are-for-everyone.html' title='Rubrics are for Everyone!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8826959812337688901</id><published>2010-04-25T16:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T17:06:20.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injuries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><title type='text'>Ouch My TOE!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this story relates to a post from about a week ago that had to do with injuries at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week, my toes have nearly fallen off due to the large amount of people stepping on them. Albeit, they aren't large people, but after a while it gets old. I swear that when we are five years old, our personal bubbles must only extend one inch from our bodies! Anyway, one boy stepped on my toe bright and early one morning&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heya&lt;/span&gt;! Don't step on me!"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Sorry Ms. D!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About twenty minutes later, his feet find mine again&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Peter*, you're on my toe again. Can't you feel my feet?"&lt;br /&gt;Him: [smiling]"Yeah Ms. D., I can feel em."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gerrof&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Recess, his feet actually make it under the table i was sitting at!&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Peter, I'm going to charge you a quarter every time you step on me from now on! Okay?"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Then you won't have to teach anymore."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What do you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "I'll give you so many quarters you won't have to be a teacher!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Names have been changed just in case&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8826959812337688901?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8826959812337688901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/ouch-my-toe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8826959812337688901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8826959812337688901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/ouch-my-toe.html' title='Ouch My TOE!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-3894183762643863882</id><published>2010-04-22T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T12:40:41.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth day'/><title type='text'>Happy Earth Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;One thing I love Love LOVE about working in Pre-K is that I can do arts and crafts till my fingers stick together! I found this really cute art project online and decided to try it today... I think it came out suuuper cute.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463048235013637634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S9ClbN7QBgI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LQah2XzZfas/s320/hands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I painted their hands blue with a little green for the land, then pressed them on recycled paper. Then they were able to see that the world is quite literally in their hands :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-3894183762643863882?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/3894183762643863882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-earth-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/3894183762643863882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/3894183762643863882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-earth-day.html' title='Happy Earth Day!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S9ClbN7QBgI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LQah2XzZfas/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-4667311274259690699</id><published>2010-04-20T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T15:03:34.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tutoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakthrough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Hallelujah!!</title><content type='html'>Thank God. Literally. Thank you, God! I thought I was making no progress. I feel like it finally clicked with her :) I thought I might as well have been talking to a brick wall for the last two weeks but then... oh. You have no clue what I'm talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, So I've been tutoring a kindergartener in English for the past month. When we first started, she could barely say the sounds of the letters let alone read anything. So, we practiced and she slowly picked up all the sounds of the letters. Then, we kind of hit a block wall. She didn't want to try, she started ignoring me, She made ZERO progress. I was discouraged to say the least. Colleagues said to keep at it. That it would click. Eventually. I was starting to doubt it. She understood that letters made sounds, but not that sounds made words. Nothing I did made it any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, out of the blue, she sounded out /car/!! All by herself. I didn't even have to prompt her :)) I almost jumped for joy in the middle of the library. You don't even understand my joy. I still get a smile when I think about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is why I teach. I almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-4667311274259690699?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4667311274259690699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/hallelujah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4667311274259690699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4667311274259690699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/hallelujah.html' title='Hallelujah!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-9009274707806560681</id><published>2010-04-19T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:05:09.245-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desperate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><title type='text'>Over it</title><content type='html'>I'm over&lt;br /&gt;...the search engines.&lt;br /&gt;...the lack of openings.&lt;br /&gt;...the "in-house only" openings.&lt;br /&gt;...the "we regret to inform you..."&lt;br /&gt;...the unanswered e-mails.&lt;br /&gt;...waiting.&lt;br /&gt;...hoping.&lt;br /&gt;...dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;...job hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am over it and I want no part of it. I guess I'm going to live on the street now. I'll make a sign that says: "Will teach for food" or maybe "I'm here because of budget cuts" I'll probably get more money with that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-9009274707806560681?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/9009274707806560681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/over-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/9009274707806560681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/9009274707806560681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/over-it.html' title='Over it'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-4927421247579584521</id><published>2010-04-16T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T13:01:41.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Teaching is a lot of Calories</title><content type='html'>No, I didn't mean that teaching &lt;em&gt;burns&lt;/em&gt; a lot of calories, I mean that there is a lot of calorie intake! Especially in the lower grades I think. Parents think it is imperative to bring i&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S8jB0pyAu3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/yYU_0Fd459U/s1600/ccakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 137px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460827658499701618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S8jB0pyAu3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/yYU_0Fd459U/s320/ccakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n lots of sweets for birthdays and the like or else the kids will be disappointed. Case in point: yesterday a parent brought in twenty those individual clown ice cream cones from Baskin Robbins. They were delicious. Last week we had these scrumptious cupcakes with LOTS of icing. On top of the birthdays in OUR classroom, whenever a student in the school brings in sweets for their birthday, they bring one for every teacher too! I don't even want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we're making upsidedown cake for the letter &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;. It's endless. But hey, I guess I'll take one for the team. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-4927421247579584521?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4927421247579584521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/teaching-is-lot-of-calories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4927421247579584521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4927421247579584521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/teaching-is-lot-of-calories.html' title='Teaching is a lot of Calories'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S8jB0pyAu3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/yYU_0Fd459U/s72-c/ccakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-2753480935871463522</id><published>2010-04-14T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T12:53:23.808-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injuries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caution'/><title type='text'>Caution: Hard Hat Area</title><content type='html'>I don't think that non-teachers truly realize the hazards of the teaching profession. No, I'm not talking about crazy parents or insane students bringing guns to school. Yes, these are very real but I was talking more about the daily risks that we take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're laughing. I know you're thinking... "What do teachers do that is so hazardous? Get glue in their hair?" Well, YES! and glitter under my nails! Haha. Okay, but seriously, I almost broke my neck today tripping over a five year old! They have this way of getting underfoot and seriously causing accidents. One of my colleagues almost had her nose broken when a little boy bashed his head into it. Another shattered her ankle after falling off a chair while trying to hang up artwork. I've had a couple of serious stapling incidents and a few massive bruises from tricycles. Maybe we should wear shinguards...Okay, so it's not THE MOST dangerous job in the world, but I'm tired of people laughing when I tell them I got injured at work ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-2753480935871463522?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2753480935871463522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/caution-hard-hat-area.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2753480935871463522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2753480935871463522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/caution-hard-hat-area.html' title='Caution: Hard Hat Area'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-2485917228139666552</id><published>2010-04-13T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T12:54:10.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>HaaHa!</title><content type='html'>“Successful teachers are effective in spite of the psychological theories they suffer under”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-2485917228139666552?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2485917228139666552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/haaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2485917228139666552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2485917228139666552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/haaha.html' title='HaaHa!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8443788061335149398</id><published>2010-04-12T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T12:57:06.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>U is for Umpire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S8N6zLGEXxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pEwje0EauiU/s1600/Dodgers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459342192873332498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S8N6zLGEXxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pEwje0EauiU/s320/Dodgers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, it's baseball season and I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; excited to see my Dodgers play once again. I think the only reason I like the off season (and I do mean the ONLY) is because I can get excited when the season begins again! The first home game is tomorrow and I think I have baseball on the brain so it's no surprise that this excitement followed me into the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week in school we are studying the letter "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Uu&lt;/span&gt;." Can you imagine how many words start with u? Let me tell you, not many. Can you imagine my excitement when one of the word cards was "umpire"? Let me tell you, it was great. So, that spurred a fifteen minute conversation with four and five year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; about baseball, their favorite teams, the purpose of an umpire, and their experiences with sports. One little one said, "Ms. D., I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;loobe&lt;/span&gt; the Dodgers too! My favorite player is Manny. He's so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dreeamy&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;... Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8443788061335149398?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8443788061335149398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/u-is-for-umpire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8443788061335149398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8443788061335149398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/u-is-for-umpire.html' title='U is for Umpire'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S8N6zLGEXxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pEwje0EauiU/s72-c/Dodgers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-4044952750775197670</id><published>2010-04-08T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T21:50:46.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>Ok, Just Rub it In...</title><content type='html'>So I was job hunting...again... and I was so lost as to where else I could look for a job. So, as in all situations where I don't know what to do, I googled it.  I typed &lt;em&gt;teaching in California &lt;/em&gt;(Nice right) into the search engine. Well, I didn't get any new sites for job hunting but I did find this article on the CA Dept. of Education website: &lt;a href="http://www.cde.ca.gov/nr/ne/yr10/yr10rel34.asp"&gt;http://www.cde.ca.gov/nr/ne/yr10/yr10rel34.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dated April 7, 2010 and is all about me! Haha. Not really but almost. It's about budget cuts and the impending shortage of teachers. The Superintendent of Public Instruction, Jack O'Connell basically restates everything that I am living right now. He said that the budget cuts are pushing the dedicated and true teachers away from the profession and are discouraging new, brilliant, and fantastic teachers from even wanting to enroll in a credentialing program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Connell said that we have to come up with a better strategy to deal with our issues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To get out of this recession and for California's economy to thrive we must have an education system that helps all students gain the critical skills necessary to compete in the global economy, to reach this goal, we must find a stable, long-term solution that will encourage the best and the brightest to become teachers and to keep them in the classroom."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it seems like O'Connell was restating the obvious, maybe someone will listen for a change. Hey! A girl can dream can't she?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-4044952750775197670?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4044952750775197670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/ok-just-rub-it-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4044952750775197670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4044952750775197670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/ok-just-rub-it-in.html' title='Ok, Just Rub it In...'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-4848116074318931244</id><published>2010-04-06T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:26:05.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>It's an art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teaching is one-fourth preparation and three-fourths theatre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Gail Goodwin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-4848116074318931244?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4848116074318931244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4848116074318931244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4848116074318931244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-art.html' title='It&apos;s an art'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-2000297525265568108</id><published>2010-04-01T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T09:53:27.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toothless smiles :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S7TMG_xkf7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XFj6OluGvRw/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455209469223141298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S7TMG_xkf7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XFj6OluGvRw/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It seems like everytime I see this one little girl, she's missing another tooth! Now, she has a beautiful smile with three gaps. It's gorgeous! she always gives me the biggest grin when she sees me so that I can see her missing teeth. She thinks it's funny that I make a big fuss over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember when I lost my baby teeth. It's such a weird right of passage, isn't it? Pieces of your body falling out. Weird but oddly amazing. Feeling a little wiggle, then it wiggles more, and even more until it feels like it's hanging on by a thread. When that stubborn tooth FINALLY falls out (or is pulled out in many cases) it's such a relief! Then, you get to feel that gap in your mouth where a new tooth is timidly poking out. I had completely forgotten about the mystery of this experience until I started working with the little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-2000297525265568108?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2000297525265568108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/toothless-smiles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2000297525265568108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2000297525265568108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/toothless-smiles.html' title='Toothless smiles :)'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S7TMG_xkf7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XFj6OluGvRw/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-2392146229617109800</id><published>2010-03-30T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T12:36:20.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><title type='text'>It's like a retail job...but not...</title><content type='html'>On my quest for a career, I have filled out EVERY online application I can find (which isn't many to begin with). These positions range from part time preschool teachers to full time sixth grade teachers. I hadn't gotten any calls back until last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was called to interview for a preschool lead teacher position. I bring my portfolio, print out my resume on pretty paper, make sure I'm a little early for the interview just to have my hopes crushed and then stomped on... There was a form to fill out with the regular interview info (name, prior experiences, references etc.). When it came to that little box where it says "How much do you expect to make?" I put a good figure, because they always try to pay you less anyway. The director took it and started laughing. She said, and I quote, "HaHa! I make waaay less than that. Like waaaay!" Following this, I was regailed with her life story and it turns out that she has a BA and works two jobs because she can't find a job that pays more than $12 hr. Geeze. I make more than that subbing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to have to start asking how much these places pay before actually going on an interview from now on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-2392146229617109800?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2392146229617109800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2392146229617109800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2392146229617109800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/it.html' title='It&apos;s like a retail job...but not...'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-5731186550470822459</id><published>2010-03-28T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:52:15.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><title type='text'>Website Review: Toon Doo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6-_VcIfjKI/AAAAAAAAADs/EKupPvPnprA/s1600/cool-cartoon-1554053.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453788048818932898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6-_VcIfjKI/AAAAAAAAADs/EKupPvPnprA/s400/cool-cartoon-1554053.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.toondoo.com/"&gt;http://www.toondoo.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okie, this is a website with endless possibilities for the creative teacher. On this site, you can make your own cartoons. Yup! Your very own personalized cartoons :D WooHoo!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can you see the possibilities?! Can you? I sure can! You can make cartoon strips to illustrate new vocabulary words, science concepts, or geography like the one shown above. They can be used to show relationships between characters in a novel or play. Students can make their own as part of a report or review lesson. You could also use them as part of a PowerPoint or even on a smart board! Geeze, so many possibilities! Let me know if you use them, I'd like to see what you come up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-5731186550470822459?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/5731186550470822459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/website-review-toon-doo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5731186550470822459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5731186550470822459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/website-review-toon-doo.html' title='Website Review: Toon Doo'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6-_VcIfjKI/AAAAAAAAADs/EKupPvPnprA/s72-c/cool-cartoon-1554053.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-320128667102362692</id><published>2010-03-25T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:43:39.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hugs'/><title type='text'>HUGGGSS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6wZnVwOmuI/AAAAAAAAACw/4dUHGJtBkMc/s1600/animated%2520hug%25202.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452761412483848930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6wZnVwOmuI/AAAAAAAAACw/4dUHGJtBkMc/s200/animated%2520hug%25202.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hugs, Hugs, and MORE HUGS!!!!  Oh ,how I love Love LOVE hugs! This is &lt;em&gt;easily&lt;/em&gt; one of the best perks about working with the young ones. Not one day goes by that I don't get a gentle squeeze from out of the blue. There is something so genuine and honest about these hugs. They come from the simple desire to show someone love. Unlike adults, who sometimes hug out of respect, simple greeting, or some other ulterior motive, children seem to have this uncomplicated compulsion for hugging. I have noticed that there are a few different types of hugs that I recieve throughout the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The "Oh My Goodness, I Haven't Seen You In Almost Ten Minutes" Hug: This hug is quick and usually has a small velocity due to the running start. It is usually followed by a breif upward glance and a warm smile. It makes me remember that they really do like me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The "Sneak Attack" Hug: This hug is usually unexpected and comes from either the back or sides. I don't know what triggers this hug, but I don't really care either. There is nothing more lovely than realizing that you have a kindergartener (or two) sqqueezing the life out of your legs for no apparent reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The "I'm Hurt" Hug: This hug is usually paired with tears due to a fall or hurt feelings. It usually follows a nice pep talk and maybe an ice pack (in extremely life threatning situations). I like this hug because it makes me feel like I have magical healing powers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The "I Miss My Mommy/Daddy But You'll Do For Now" Hug: This is the saddest hug because sometimes it comes with tears and it always contains the strongest emotions behind it. Unlike the "I'm Hurt" hug, this one isn't fixed as easily. Many children never need this hug, but when they do, it's the most important one of all!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The "I Love You Miss D." Hug: This one is obviously detected. The child will walk up to you, look you in the eyes, and say "I love you Miss D." and give you the biggest hug ever! These always make me smile because of the unabashed declaration of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There are more, but these are my favorites. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-320128667102362692?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/320128667102362692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/hugggss.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/320128667102362692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/320128667102362692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/hugggss.html' title='HUGGGSS!!!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6wZnVwOmuI/AAAAAAAAACw/4dUHGJtBkMc/s72-c/animated%2520hug%25202.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-5372270890260303597</id><published>2010-03-22T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:23:21.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>Culture Shock</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, I am currently an employee of a solidly middle-class suburban private Catholic school. The class size in kinder was less than 15. The students are not 100% Caucasian but I don't think there are more than 10 students in the whole school that English is not their first language. It is my first real long-term job and the entire campus has welcomed me with open arms. I am flabbergasted everyday by the amount of knowledge in these young minds. Seriously. Today, I over heard two preschoolers (about 4 years old) discussing a bible story and one little boy pointed to a group of people in the illustration and correctly identified them as Philistines. Really?! Geeze, it's amazing. Most of the kindergartners can read first-grade level books and write simple stories. The assigned math book seemed too easy for them so we practiced mental addition and even some subtraction daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you might also know, I recently began tutoring after school for a company that has a government contract with LAUSD in compliance with the No Child Left Behind Act. Three days a week, I do one-on-one tutoring with a kindergartner in a low-income district. Her mother speaks very little English and she is in a classroom with more than 25 other 5 year-olds. She is very smart but has a language disadvantage that we're working on adamantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is culture shock in the truest sense of the word as I go from interacting with my classroom to the one student. She cannot read. She can barely write. She cannot express herself in coherent sentences. It is actually mildly frightening. For Dr. Seuss Day I read &lt;u&gt;Yurtle the Turtle&lt;/u&gt; to the class and they thought it was the most hilarious book ever. I read the first two pages while tutoring today and she was so lost that I decided that maybe we should get through &lt;u&gt;Green Eggs and Ham&lt;/u&gt; first. I enjoy the change of pace that a 1:1 provides and she tries so hard during our sessions, I know she'll learn very fast. Its weird to think that I might be making a bigger difference in this one little girl's life than in all the kinder class combined. Still, the culture shock is extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-5372270890260303597?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/5372270890260303597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/culture-shock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5372270890260303597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5372270890260303597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/culture-shock.html' title='Culture Shock'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-5421873466844371969</id><published>2010-03-21T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:58:16.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Poetry Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In honor of world poetry day, here's a suuper funny poem I found :) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Lovely Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80;"&gt;by Linda Knaus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sing to the tune of “Clementine”)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Lovely teacher, lovely teacher—&lt;br /&gt;eyes of periwinkle blue.&lt;br /&gt;You are such a pretty creature,&lt;br /&gt;and I’m so in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I long for your attention,&lt;br /&gt;so I’m acting like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;Put me down for some detention,&lt;br /&gt;just don’t send me home from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I’m filled with pain and sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;for my teacher is so cute,&lt;br /&gt;but she won’t be here tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;’cause she’s just a substitute.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Did you sing it in your head? haha... I KNEW it!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-5421873466844371969?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/5421873466844371969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/world-poetry-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5421873466844371969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5421873466844371969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/world-poetry-day.html' title='World Poetry Day'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6944555464948175482</id><published>2010-03-20T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:55:26.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Just Do It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered,&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THEM ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives,&lt;br /&gt;DO GOOD ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;If you are successful, you win false friends and true enemies,&lt;br /&gt;SUCCEED ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;The good you do will be forgotten tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;DO GOOD ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;What you spent years building may be destroyed overnight,&lt;br /&gt;BUILD ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;People really need help but may attack you if you help them,&lt;br /&gt;HELP PEOPLE ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;Give the world the best you have and you’ll get kicked in the teeth,&lt;br /&gt;GIVE THE WORLD THE BEST YOU’VE GOT ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;author unkown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was having a discussion with a few brilliant minds today and I was once again overwhelmed with teaching as a profession. I asked them a simple but unanswerable question: How do you immerse yourself in teaching without it taking over your life and burning yourself out after a couple years? I don't know the answer. Neither did they. They were NO help actually. However, I don't know if anyone can answer it. Teaching is a profession that can consume you body and soul. It takes over your life and before you know it you're looking up play-dough recipies at 1 am because you &lt;em&gt;might &lt;/em&gt;want to use it next week. It never ends, but thats the fun of it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Teaching is a wonderful profession because it can take you anywhere you want to go! The effort you put in is tantamount to the rewards you'll recieve in return. That's what draws me in. Teaching children about the lifecycle of a beetle is fine.. well, kind of boring. If you bring in some little worm looking things and have the students discover the cycle on their own, it's not so boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I found this poem online today and it really speaks to me. It gently encourages me to be a good person/teacher no matter what gets in the way. Sometimes we feel like nothing we do will ever matter in the long run, but it does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, even when you feel like you don't matter and it's taking over your life...TEACH ANYWAY   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6944555464948175482?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6944555464948175482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6944555464948175482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6944555464948175482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-do-it.html' title='Just Do It'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-8656386628323566782</id><published>2010-03-18T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T17:28:33.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Everything on a Waffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Everything on a Waffle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Polly Horvath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6LBG9uIn5I/AAAAAAAAACM/NLHc8aFAPNw/s1600-h/waffle+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 130px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450130824463163282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6LBG9uIn5I/AAAAAAAAACM/NLHc8aFAPNw/s200/waffle+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6LBPcZZVPI/AAAAAAAAACU/WkQ_D-qmsxE/s1600-h/waffle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450130970136630514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6LBPcZZVPI/AAAAAAAAACU/WkQ_D-qmsxE/s200/waffle1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe that you should NEVER assign something to your students that you haven't and/or wouldn't read yourself. Therefore, I have begun to indulge in fun elementary level books for my future reference (much more fun than Dostoevsky for sure!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I picked up &lt;u&gt;Everything on a Waffle&lt;/u&gt; yesterday and just finished the 150pg. novel about ten minutes ago. It is a Newbery Honor Book and I would say it is good for the end of third grade/ beginning of fourth grade. Heck, who am I kidding, it would do as a read aloud in any grade actually!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The story is written in the first person and is very engaging from the very first page! It's about a little girl whose parents are lost at sea. She goes through a very rough time trying to get the little town to stop telling her that they're dead, because she knows deep down that they're not. She tells of her misadventures in the little town and how she lost two digits in the process. The book is littered with recipes that sound delicious and little anecdotes on life. Definitely worth a place in your classroom library at the very least!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-8656386628323566782?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/8656386628323566782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/book-review-everything-on-waffle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8656386628323566782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/8656386628323566782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/book-review-everything-on-waffle.html' title='Book Review: Everything on a Waffle'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6LBG9uIn5I/AAAAAAAAACM/NLHc8aFAPNw/s72-c/waffle+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-1120110633667597621</id><published>2010-03-17T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:26:55.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivity'/><title type='text'>Who are You? Better Yet...Who are Your Friends???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449832744473931378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6GyAbOpLnI/AAAAAAAAACE/DAg6Bhothdw/s320/26065_1398226199953_1361212890_1125749_2457956_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This is my support team. This is who I go to when all else fails. This is my base and my inspiration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got a lot of things out of my credentialing program, but these five girls are by far the best! I believe that making connections and learning from your peers is one of the goals of any good program and we got this tenfold! I look up to these girls and respect them deeply. Each one of them has priceless experiences and a wealth of knowledge that they are ALWAYS willing to share with me. They are all older than me and inspire me daily to be a better teacher and person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes it is hard when you're the new teacher in a school and other teachers are bitter and/or jaded. They try to give you "advice" like ...don't work too hard... or just give them worksheets. One teacher once told me, "You don't get paid enough to do all that you're trying to do." Can you believe that!? Me neither. But what's scariest is when you catch yourself following that "advice" and only doing the minimum- which will inevitably happen if you surround yourself with people like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I choose to surround myself with people who WANT to better the world. When I feel like I'm slipping over to the dark side, I hang out with my girls. They remind me of the type of teacher I want to be. They encourage me to be exceptional- not mediocre. I don't even know if they realize all this, but nevertheless I continue to soak up their radiance like a sponge! They all are working so so so hard to become better teachers and are working their tushies off in their Master's programs. So, this is for:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Carol, who is always happy and is constantly trying to better herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gladys, who gives practical advice and breaks it down for everyone to understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amanda, who believes in every child and remembers EVERY strategy we have studied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nicole, who has an endless supply of stories and examples to help with any problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sujata, who tells it like it is and leads by example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and all of the other students and professors who have touched my life and made me better than I was. THANK YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Again, I could probably write a novel on our experiences together...but I'll spare you the goopy details. I just want you to think about who is in your life. Who inspires you? Are you surrounding yourself with positive colleagues who will push you on, not hold you back? Think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-1120110633667597621?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/1120110633667597621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-are-you-better-yetwho-are-your.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/1120110633667597621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/1120110633667597621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-are-you-better-yetwho-are-your.html' title='Who are You? Better Yet...Who are Your Friends???'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S6GyAbOpLnI/AAAAAAAAACE/DAg6Bhothdw/s72-c/26065_1398226199953_1361212890_1125749_2457956_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-5302796718388462234</id><published>2010-03-16T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:38:49.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><title type='text'>Philosophy of Education- Get one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Every teacher.. uhh, scratch that... every GOOD teacher has a philosophy behind their madness. We must understand how and why we, as a individuals, teach children. Some people believe in B.F. Skinner's Behavioral theories while their colleagues utilize Chomsky's cognitivism. It doesn't matter who's right... just that you have your own theory. Therefore, you shouldn't steal mine! I worked hard on it and well.... IT'S MINE! Besides, I know you'll be able to come up with your own better one because you're not me and you have wonderful ideas in that little skull of yours. That being said, here's my Philosophy of Education:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe each child is unique…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every child should be treated as an individual. Children require a secure, caring, and stimulating atmosphere in which they will be able to grow and mature intellectually, physically, emotionally, and socially. In order to provide this type of nurturing environment, I believe teachers should be attentive and responsive to their students. By knowing the strengths and weaknesses of students on an individual basis, the curriculum may be tailored to meet the needs of the classroom as a whole. This is possible by utilizing the many learning techniques such as visual, audio and kinesthetic methods. Using an individualized plan will help the students achieve more from the classroom experience and will help prevent students from becoming unmotivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe learning is supposed to be fun…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What is the point of learning something if it has no relevance to real-life and is not entertaining? No adult has the motivation to learn something that they can not apply in their own lives. Therefore, I see no reason for a child’s motivation to be any different. I believe that if children are taught that learning is fun, they will become life long learners. That is my goal in teaching: to create life long learners. By including hands-on activities and real-life examples, bland materials in textbooks become relevant and exciting. Providing students access to hands-on activities that reinforce the lesson creates an opportunity for discovery and the growth of knowledge to take place. My hope is that my students will enjoy the process of learning as much as I enjoy teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe teachers are to guide and inform…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When teachers enter the classroom, they are expected to impart knowledge upon the students. Much of this knowledge comes from textbooks, workbooks and certain other materials that are required materials in the classroom. However, I believe that that is not the only material that the teacher is responsible for teaching. It is great if the student memorizes the preamble to the Constitution, but what if she forgets who wrote it or when? It is the job of the teacher to provide her students with the skills and resources that are required from the world outside the classroom. This includes research, study, social, critical thinking, and survival skills. It is important that students are able to find and research reliable facts and data on their own. This may be accomplished in many ways such as by utilizing resources like a dictionary, a thesaurus, an encyclopedia, or a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe teachers never stop learning…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There is a fine line between teacher and student because the teacher never ceases being a student herself. The love of teaching goes hand-in-hand with the love of learning. A life-long teacher is a life-long student. In order to consider ones self truly educated, no amount of learning can ever be enough. It is stated best by an ancient Chinese proverb: “The more you know, the less you understand.” A teacher learns from colleagues, parents, and especially the students. Students can provide teachers with information from the cultures they come from. They provide instant feedback about a topic or idea, consequently opening our minds to new points of view every day. Students are wonderful in reminding me to stop and smell the roses, kick a soccer ball, or laugh until my belly aches. I will never cease to learn from the many children I encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-5302796718388462234?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/5302796718388462234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/philosophy-of-education-get-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5302796718388462234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/5302796718388462234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/philosophy-of-education-get-one.html' title='Philosophy of Education- Get one!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-48730277061814817</id><published>2010-03-15T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:47:39.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='budget'/><title type='text'>Our Children First..JUST KIDDING!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"The test of the morality of a society is what it does for its children."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-Deitrich Bonhoeffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know who Deitrich Bonhoeffer is but his statement rings true in my mind. I am currently contemplating just how much we TRULY value our children today. While I could probably write a dissertation on this subject, for this purpose I'll reflect solely in regards to education...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;According to Delaine Easton, the Superintendent of Schools in CA, we are one of the bottom states when it comes to per pupil spending- compare our $6,500 to New York's $11,000...geeze, that's almost double! In 2004, one district in the San Fransisco area has already had to cut $28 MILLION! This resulted in NO sports programs, closed libraries, and over 200 teachers being fired! This was all over 5 years ago! Nothings gotten better and it seems as if we are slowly spinning down an ever-flushing toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If we can judge morality by how we treat children, how do our current circumstances reflect upon our society? It seems as if education is one of the first things that is cut and the last to be reinstated. The dreaded budget cuts have become a shadow that is ever-looming over our children's education. Do we really not care about the quality of our children's education? Do we just ship them off to school because it's mandated? Do we even care what they do there? I do. I know you do. I'm not so sure if our society/polititians do. I'm upset because if we don't take care of our children now, they won't take care of our future and our morality is most definately doomed according to Mr. Bonhoeffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-48730277061814817?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/48730277061814817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-children-firstjust-kidding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/48730277061814817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/48730277061814817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-children-firstjust-kidding.html' title='Our Children First..JUST KIDDING!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-4881573711915712477</id><published>2010-03-14T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T19:19:13.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website review'/><title type='text'>Site Review: Teaching Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448671619424779506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S52R-DWQ_PI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XaYJV39KcR4/s200/teachingheartlogo1.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teachingheart.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.TeachingHeart.net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I think this was one of the first teaching websites that I found. It is LOTS of fun and has a little bit of everything...seriously. But perhaps best of all is that it is still being updated :) I HATE finding cool websites that are like five years old and they never change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Right now, my favorite part is a whole section for new teachers (&lt;a href="http://www.teachingheart.net/newteacher.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.teachingheart.net/newteacher.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). Here you will find:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Resume Help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Interview Help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Bulletin Boards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Classroom Management Tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Student Teaching Tips and MORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Well, the website is mostly for K-3rd grade but she has a lot of fun lessons for special days such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;St. Patrick's Day, the 100th Day, the 1st Day, the Last day, Open House and stuff like that. It also has:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;children's literature reviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Center Ideas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Motivational Techniques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Reader's Theatre Scripts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;(and my favorite)...pictures of actual different classrooms! coolness!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;[make sure to scroll all the way down the page to see all the link options, they are at the bottom of the homepage!] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Like any other site, they're trying to make money so they are constantly trying to sell these "teacher time saver CD-Roms" the CD's are filled with printables... but are a bit over priced for me! I mean, $30-ish dollars for a CD filled with free worksheets that I could probably find online anyway? I'll pass. However, the rest of the site is definitely worth checking out!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;xx00xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-4881573711915712477?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4881573711915712477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/site-review-teaching-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4881573711915712477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4881573711915712477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/site-review-teaching-heart.html' title='Site Review: Teaching Heart'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S52R-DWQ_PI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XaYJV39KcR4/s72-c/teachingheartlogo1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-4207309461100199015</id><published>2010-03-12T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:46:51.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chupacabra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Contemplations on the Chupacabra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A funny dialogue*:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me&lt;/em&gt;: Alex, Why have you been in the bathroom for so long? It's been 10 minutes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 year old Alex&lt;/em&gt;: Umm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; Were you plying in the bathroom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex&lt;/em&gt;: NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me&lt;/em&gt;: Then...what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex&lt;/em&gt;:Well, I was in the bathroom and I started thinking about the Chupacabra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;em&gt;(Stunned silence).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex&lt;/em&gt;: Then, I was thinking about it so much and I forgot about this class... Sorry Miss D, but sometimes I do that. Sometimes I think too much and I forget about this class...sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt;Uhh, okay then. Go finish your math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, what do you say to a five year old who is contemplating the existence of the Chupacabra?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448005296839521394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5sz8-SQ9HI/AAAAAAAAABo/Dq-e5vWHGDs/s200/elchupacabrasx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*names have been changed...just in case.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-4207309461100199015?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4207309461100199015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/contemplations-on-chupacabra.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4207309461100199015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/4207309461100199015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/contemplations-on-chupacabra.html' title='Contemplations on the Chupacabra'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5sz8-SQ9HI/AAAAAAAAABo/Dq-e5vWHGDs/s72-c/elchupacabrasx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6857684285837727482</id><published>2010-03-11T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:50:33.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Subbing, a Blessing in Disguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5nEEv5TO2I/AAAAAAAAABg/VhtFSSLQQZQ/s1600-h/sub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447600810136648546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5nEEv5TO2I/AAAAAAAAABg/VhtFSSLQQZQ/s200/sub.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess by definition, I am currently a 'career substitute teacher.' Although I am frustrated by the lack of actual teaching jobs at the moment, let me just say that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DO love substituting!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Subbing is great, in fact, I'll even bullet point the list as to why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to visit new classrooms weekly and see how they are set up and how well the setups work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to steal other teacher's ideas and tricks, such as how they organize their libraries and their little class routines and organization strategies. One teacher hung all of her posters (she had a lot) from hangers and had a rolling rack to keep them organized... better than in a dusty box in my opinion!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to meet cool new kids and see them freak out when I call them by name after the first hour. I like to go around and try to see how many names I can memorize by the end of the day and they always are thrown off when I call their name from across the classroom!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visiting so many different schools gives me a good frame of reference for when I actually am able to choose the school I work at. Also, I'll be able to bring more ideas to my new school of choice- or the Charter school that I'm going to open haha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to put many of my attention-getters and sponge activities into use daily! Not to mention that I get to play games with the kids and it's considered okay because I'm "just a sub."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are so many reasons I enjoy subbing and I know one day it'll pay off. I pick up so many things that I KNOW I would like to incorporate into my classroom and some things that I now know I would stay away from. Either way, I think subbing is a good use of my time for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6857684285837727482?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6857684285837727482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/subbing-blessing-in-disguise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6857684285837727482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6857684285837727482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/subbing-blessing-in-disguise.html' title='Subbing, a Blessing in Disguise'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5nEEv5TO2I/AAAAAAAAABg/VhtFSSLQQZQ/s72-c/sub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-6102566663535517813</id><published>2010-03-09T18:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:18:08.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><title type='text'>Applications, Cover Letters, and Resumes OH MY!!</title><content type='html'>In the past month I have filled out more applications than I can even count. No, not for teaching jobs but for menial things like substituting, tutoring, and summer positions. Although these jobs will undoubtedly provide me with great experiences, it's just not what I went to school for... I think I have only found two full-time in the classroom teaching jobs to apply for. The catch is that I have ZERO years of teaching experience and there are sooo many teachers with tons of experience that are applying for these same jobs. Poo. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, in the process of looking for a career-type job, I have found some other fun jobs to apply for. One of these being a science summer camp which I just finished phone-interviewing for. SUUUPER FUN! I think spending the summer with crazy kids doing exciting science experiments will be fabulous, don't you?! Although I think phone interviews are awkward, this one sounded promising- I hope I sold myself well enough! I should find out in a couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, the job hunt continues as I am constantly and consistently checking up on openings online. Everyday I check three sites:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;edjoin.com: The official website for job availabilities in LAUSD and many many other districts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;craigslist.com: yeah, cliche but there are many openings posted everyday- go figure! You can also find many part-time and tutoring jobs here.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;la-archdiocese.org: Where the LA Archdiocese posts any openings. I haven't found much there yet, but I'm still hoping!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I am feeling a bit more hopeful, I'll check a few dozen specific district websites that don't post on edjoin.com such as Burbank Unified, Simi Valley Unified, Pasadena Unified, and Glendale Unified- to name a few. I've also tried Monster.com and careerbuilder.com but there's not much there. If anyone has more ideas, leave a comment and let me know!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despite all the trials, I know that my classroom is out there somewhere! Certain unnamed sources tell me that more openings are sure to arise after March as that is when teachers report their returning status. Wish me luck and happy hunting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-6102566663535517813?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6102566663535517813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/applications-cover-letters-and-resumes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6102566663535517813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/6102566663535517813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/applications-cover-letters-and-resumes.html' title='Applications, Cover Letters, and Resumes OH MY!!'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-2796244098388824362</id><published>2010-03-08T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:49:46.549-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love notes'/><title type='text'>Love Notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XD34P_53I/AAAAAAAAAAs/P4dJmvu5Eqs/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446474689134192498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XD34P_53I/AAAAAAAAAAs/P4dJmvu5Eqs/s320/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;invented spelling. I believe that there's nothing more amazing than watching a student trying to make sense of our crazy English language. I mean c'mon there are soooo many sound combinations (ae, oi, th...), special rules (silent e, when two vowels go walking...), and just plain sounds to keep straight! It intrigues me how children think through words and spell the sounds that they hear- just like I've taught them! Sometimes I don't even realize that there is a particular sound in a word until they spell it for me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*This is a letter I got from Annabelle. She said, "Miss D., I wrote you sentences because I know you like to read sentences." I love it!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XEGmp35fI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AFYK4bhBWnE/s1600-h/xavier.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 248px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446474942108919282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XEGmp35fI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AFYK4bhBWnE/s320/xavier.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been teaching very long at all, especially when you count up the hours I've spend in any given classroom, yet I have a large box FULL of drawings and little love notes. I consider these a perk of the job! The students take so much time to write them and are so so so proud when they hand them to you. Their little faces light up when you tape one to the board and give them a big smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Here's one that I got on Friday from Xavier. I taught the class how to make symmetrical hearts on Valentine's Day and he took it to another level! I particularly like the drawings ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxOOxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-2796244098388824362?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/2796244098388824362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-notes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2796244098388824362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/2796244098388824362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-notes.html' title='Love Notes'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XD34P_53I/AAAAAAAAAAs/P4dJmvu5Eqs/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-1462127826975208496</id><published>2010-03-07T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T14:23:10.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love teaching'/><title type='text'>Reason #35 Why Teaching is Worth It</title><content type='html'>Friday was my last day of a long-term sub job in kindergarten. I've been with these kiddos since January and they have all left a mark in my heart. It always amazes me how quickly we make connections between students and teachers. This isn't the first time I've had to part with great kids and it certainly won't be the last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went out to get them on Friday morning and every one of them had a flower and a hand made card for me :D It was such a lovely surprise and I had a beautiful bouquet to bring home filled with daisies, lilies, carnations, daffodils (my favorite), roses, and even a bird of paradise. It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; the prettiest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bouquet&lt;/span&gt; I've EVER gotten! Here's a picture of some of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446020398208242082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5Qmsqq70aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vF4py9gNnVU/s320/flowers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-1462127826975208496?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/1462127826975208496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/reason-35-why-teaching-is-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/1462127826975208496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/1462127826975208496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/reason-35-why-teaching-is-worth-it.html' title='Reason #35 Why Teaching is Worth It'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5Qmsqq70aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vF4py9gNnVU/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-554582511906961871.post-315627184571623404</id><published>2010-03-05T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:13:31.162-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intro'/><title type='text'>A Disgruntled Teacher</title><content type='html'>I have studied.&lt;br /&gt;I have worked.&lt;br /&gt;I have taken contless units.&lt;br /&gt;I have taken rediculous classes.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped through hoops.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped backwards through those same hoops.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I FINALLY got my credentials and to my dismay realized that there was not even a glimmer of hope for a career anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I've started this blog to vent and to share some of my funny/frustrating/entertaining experiences in job hunting and substitute teaching. Hopefully one day(soon) I'll be able to blog about my first year teaching :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/554582511906961871-315627184571623404?l=msashleyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/feeds/315627184571623404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/disgruntled-teacher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/315627184571623404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/554582511906961871/posts/default/315627184571623404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msashleyd.blogspot.com/2010/03/disgruntled-teacher.html' title='A Disgruntled Teacher'/><author><name>Ms.D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09634136247454647721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV5w0k74I4s/S5XIkefBZrI/AAAAAAAAABA/0Z0EdtyJfws/S220/imagesCABDXD8R.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
