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Name: lil'
Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 8/28/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: livin' it up and making the most out of every opportunity
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
12/6/2002
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| how flipplin' sweet is that?
my freshmen kids all got me a cute dog with a graduation cap on it they all signed...and a $25 gift card. plus they made a class video. dayummmmm! i felt like an ra again =)
today i gave them cards i wrote on the back of a class pic we took. then we played the snapbox game, where each person wrote something nice about a random person. thursday we're going to play the touch game. awwwwww =*)
what a great way to end student teaching. it was a crazy experience, that's for sure.
nothing makes me more passionate and joyful than knowing that a positive impact was made. and vice versa.
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| i love teaching.
i love it so freakin' much. i had my freshmen write what they've learned and i was so amazed at all their responses...we've discussed so much about life...i know all about their background and past experiences and they've shared so much with me and dayumm..i love every single one of them so much.
so there's an article in cosmo this month, about a 13 year old girl who was kidnapped for 3 months. her attacker beat and raped her almost every day...it's really horrific what she had to go through (i suggest you all read it while at the market/bookstore)...but yeah so i made copies for my class and we read it together. and i'm going to assign them to look up a story of a hero too...with someone their age. 'cause this girl was 13...and they are all 14 or 15 right now...so yeah. and we're going to do some writing/presenting iono...i just had the epiphany today...and in the end i'm going to let them know that even though they've been through a lot...or whatever they will face or with the craziness of this world...they can still make a difference...they're heroes too...haha am i corny? i'm just keeping it real. so yeah. 'cause people now struggle with so many insecurities and difficulties and when do you have a safe environment to discuss, analyze, research, practice your critical thinking skills, etc? i've done so much work like this with my class i feel that maybe i should go into a different area where i can just talk about this all day...but i do love english so maybe i'm where i'm supposed to be.
either way, i'm determined to make that move and leave this comfort zone. thank you irvine, for being my inspiration, my place of growth, support, and love...i'll take what i've learned elsewhere. <3!
oh and...always have respect-don't cheat yourself. you deserve so...so much better. don't lose faith that you won't get it. just have a little faith. you deserve the best...not the alright, or the 'eh i'll work with it...but the absolute best. and i have faith that it exists.
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| new xanga. ask me for it.
sometimes i am
sometimes i'm not
ready to take this leap of faith
but a homie once said
just jump in the lake
if it's filled with sharks
you'll learn to deal.
but at least you took it.
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| i love this teaching business and learning how much i've incorporated mesa's lessons to it. and how it ties into mcli's advocacy class coming up. here's a great poem by dudley randall. "Ballad of Birmingham."
'Mother dear, may I go downtown
Instead of out to play,
And march the streets of Birmingham
In a Freedom March today?'
'No, baby, no, you may not go,
For the dogs are fierce and wild,
And clubs and hoses, guns and jails
Aren't good for a little child.'
'But, mother, I won't be alone.
Other children will go with me,
And march the streets of Birmingham
To make our country free.'
'No, baby, no, you may not go,
For I fear those guns will fire.
But you may go to church instead
And sing in the children's choir.'
She has combed and brushed her
night-dark hair,
And bathed rose-petal sweet,
And drawn white gloves on her small
brown hands,
And white shoes on her feet.
The mother smiled to know her child
Was in the sacred place,
But that smile was the last smile
To come upon her face.
For when she heard the explosion,
Her eyes grew wet and wild.
She raced through the streets of Birmingham
Calling for her child.
She clawed through bits of glass and brick,
Then lifted out a shoe.
'O, here's the shoe my baby wore,
But, baby, where are you?'
(on the bombing of a church in Birmingham, Alabama, 1963).
taking a stand. what if you knew you could not fail? what if you knew you could promote change but it'd take your life to put that into action?
btw epiphanies on recognizing that judging several actions to a group effort leads only to stereotypes and unfair expectations have been changing lives every second.
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| don't ever settle for less.
i don't just mean relationship wise...
but in terms of keeping yourself healthy,
wise, intelligent, purposeful,
the kind of person you wish to be.
don't let others settle, either.
it may just be the best thing you can do for them.
i think we tend toward settling
because we don't know what the future holds.
and only see the past and what's right in front of us
or at least the visible surface of it.
what if you knew that you couldn't fail?
wouldn't life be crazy...
i really love my placement right now.
it's like having residents all over again.
mentored and mentoring.
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