I'm really looking forward to blogging about my first year of teaching and the transition from JVC to "normal life." Seeing as I'm working hard on preparing for school right now, I'm going to promise to get back and write some proper reflections about the end of JVC in a few weeks!
Thanks for your continuing interest!
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
SCA Summer Enrichment
SCA has decided to support the students who are close to proficient on their TCAP scores this summer. In addition, they invited only those students who were known for being well-behaved, respectful students. At first I thought that they should be giving extra help to those who are below grade level, but then I realized that students who excel deserve to have additional help as well. With 2 great teachers, the best 25 7th and 8th students from SCA, interactive reading and math curriculum, and a killer art teacher/secretary (me!), we've had a great start. I relive my days as a customer service representative at Byerly as I watch over the phones and the office all but the 1 hour I teach art.
At first I thought I was going to be really bored, since I finished packing the teacher's lounge in 2 days that I assumed would take at a week. I discovered, however, that Metro Schools does not block 2 of my favorite websites, Fox and ABC. I've caught up on Glee, So You Think You Can Dance, and Modern Family. Sadly, I've missed too many Grey's episodes to catch up. In addition, I've been able to write letters, emails, and just catch up things that I've been unable to do because of limited computer time.
While I'm enjoying the relaxed atmospher of summer school, I'm more excited about going to my cousin's wedding on Friday and then home for a week with my family, friends, and boyfriend!
At first I thought I was going to be really bored, since I finished packing the teacher's lounge in 2 days that I assumed would take at a week. I discovered, however, that Metro Schools does not block 2 of my favorite websites, Fox and ABC. I've caught up on Glee, So You Think You Can Dance, and Modern Family. Sadly, I've missed too many Grey's episodes to catch up. In addition, I've been able to write letters, emails, and just catch up things that I've been unable to do because of limited computer time.
While I'm enjoying the relaxed atmospher of summer school, I'm more excited about going to my cousin's wedding on Friday and then home for a week with my family, friends, and boyfriend!
Monday, May 23, 2011
A Beginning and an Ending
A few weeks ago, I got a call from the incoming principal of St. Cecilia's school is St. Louis. He said, "Do you want to move to St. Louis?" I screamed, "Yes!" To say the least, I was elated. I drove to St. Louis a few hours later and had a whole new outlook on the city. I spent time with my friends and boyfriend, but I no longer thought of St. Louis as a place where Chino lives or a bigger city just 3 hours from home. St. Louis is my city. It is my Arch and my Busch Stadium and my Forest Park. St. Louis will become MY home. I plan on living there until, well, until I don't. It's a great school and city, so I have no immediate plans to leave. It's somewhere I can dance. With many great universities close by, I can get a master's degree. I'll be able to visit Peoria on weekends and possibly teach in the Princeville Migrant Program during July.
Nashville has been a lovely place to live and I'll miss it, but I never planned on staying for more than a year. So while I'll always think fondly of Smashville, be a Pred's fan, and crave nights out on Broadway, it'll probably never become MY home. It's been A home, but not MINE. Make sense?
More than my time in Nashville ending (which is still a few months away), I ended my commitment to do a second year of JVC. Since I had prayed so much about it months ago, I was able to quickly let JVC know my decision. When I called Cathedral Academy of Pompei and talked with the principal, she was incredibly understanding and gracious. It's comforting to know that she has no ill feelings towards me and expressed her support in my new job. I'm praying the school will get another JV to serve their students.
While I won't have the benefits of living in community next year, I have found a possible roommate who is a former volunteer. After talking with her, I can tell that being roommates would be like a mini community experience. Funny how God showed me that a 2nd year of JVC wasn't my path but then connected me with this similarly minded former volunteer.
Nashville has been a lovely place to live and I'll miss it, but I never planned on staying for more than a year. So while I'll always think fondly of Smashville, be a Pred's fan, and crave nights out on Broadway, it'll probably never become MY home. It's been A home, but not MINE. Make sense?
More than my time in Nashville ending (which is still a few months away), I ended my commitment to do a second year of JVC. Since I had prayed so much about it months ago, I was able to quickly let JVC know my decision. When I called Cathedral Academy of Pompei and talked with the principal, she was incredibly understanding and gracious. It's comforting to know that she has no ill feelings towards me and expressed her support in my new job. I'm praying the school will get another JV to serve their students.
While I won't have the benefits of living in community next year, I have found a possible roommate who is a former volunteer. After talking with her, I can tell that being roommates would be like a mini community experience. Funny how God showed me that a 2nd year of JVC wasn't my path but then connected me with this similarly minded former volunteer.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
A Brush with Kindness
A few weeks ago, I participated in a Habitat for Humanity project called "A Brush with Kindness." A group of volunteers, builders, leaders, and home owners work on multiple houses in the same neighborhood. Instead of doing extensive repairs to the entire house, this part of Habitat sticks to doing external painting, repairs/improvement, and landscaping. The idea is that these improvements coupled with educating the recipient about home care can help people take initiative in caring for their home. In addition, the neighborhood becomes more beautiful, thus inspiring other home owners to do the same to their houses. While many of the home owners are on some sort of government assistance, most are people who can not do a lot of improvements because of ability or age. They try to do these projects in 1 or 2 weekends, so obviously they involve a lot of volunteers, long days, and effective leadership.
I painted and did a little landscaping on the house for 9 hours one Saturday. The weather was perfect! It didn't rain and it was just a little hot with a steady breeze. By the time I left, it was almost ready to be revealed at the block party on Sunday afternoon. We'd (not just the crew I was a part of but everyone who worked on the house) painted the exterior, put on a new roof, purchased new front windows, built a handle bar around the cement block steps leading into the house, and put a small covering over the door.
The work was tiring, but rewarding. The home owner's son worked along us all day, so it was great seeing to whom the house was going. At lunch, he shared his story and his mom's, so I was really able to she why they were receiving Habitat's help. The entire day he was helpful and encouraging. Obviously, he was proud and thankful. Opposed to my negative experience at the Habitat for Humanity Homestore, the other volunteers, crew leader, and supervisor on site were genuinely kind and helpful. I met a young couple and a few others from a Belmont Church. There were Vandy freshman who had done Habitat at home and some guys from fraternities. We were an eclectic bunch of people who had one goal: To finish the house. It was encouraging to see strangers pull together and work hard all day.
Doing "A Brush with Kindness" reminded me a lot of working in La Mina in the Dominican Republic. The idea of improving some homes and thus inspiring others was the same. Working along side the home owners was the same. Diverse people joining together for a common goal was the same. Really, I think I enjoyed the experience because it was a reminder of the times I had in La Mina. It is not an exaggeration that the Dominican Republic changed my life, so I'm grateful that Habitat was able to reopen some of those memories and allow me to make connections between DR and what I'm doing in Nashville.
I painted and did a little landscaping on the house for 9 hours one Saturday. The weather was perfect! It didn't rain and it was just a little hot with a steady breeze. By the time I left, it was almost ready to be revealed at the block party on Sunday afternoon. We'd (not just the crew I was a part of but everyone who worked on the house) painted the exterior, put on a new roof, purchased new front windows, built a handle bar around the cement block steps leading into the house, and put a small covering over the door.
The work was tiring, but rewarding. The home owner's son worked along us all day, so it was great seeing to whom the house was going. At lunch, he shared his story and his mom's, so I was really able to she why they were receiving Habitat's help. The entire day he was helpful and encouraging. Obviously, he was proud and thankful. Opposed to my negative experience at the Habitat for Humanity Homestore, the other volunteers, crew leader, and supervisor on site were genuinely kind and helpful. I met a young couple and a few others from a Belmont Church. There were Vandy freshman who had done Habitat at home and some guys from fraternities. We were an eclectic bunch of people who had one goal: To finish the house. It was encouraging to see strangers pull together and work hard all day.
Doing "A Brush with Kindness" reminded me a lot of working in La Mina in the Dominican Republic. The idea of improving some homes and thus inspiring others was the same. Working along side the home owners was the same. Diverse people joining together for a common goal was the same. Really, I think I enjoyed the experience because it was a reminder of the times I had in La Mina. It is not an exaggeration that the Dominican Republic changed my life, so I'm grateful that Habitat was able to reopen some of those memories and allow me to make connections between DR and what I'm doing in Nashville.
Friday, April 15, 2011
A Mess of Great Options
I was going to wait until I had figured out what I was doing next year to share, but I guess I'll catch you all up on my discernment and many options. To start, I decided a few months back to do JVC. I told myself, however, that I would discern any options that came my way even if they weren't with JVC. With that said, I'll explain what options are currently available to me and how I feel about each one!
JVC
Cathedral Academy at Pompei, Syracuse, NY- This is a really small (PreK-6) private school that is an international school that serves primarily refugees. The stats of this school are remarkable! 89 kids. 15 different languages. 20 different countries. I would be so happy here. Class sizes range from 8-17 with the maximum number being 20 per class. I love that the principal taught at the collegiate level for many years and has a great connection with LeMonye College. That connection brings in graduate level ESL tutors and mentors. I've been guaranteed an elementary teaching position, but it sounds like 2nd or 3rd grade are my most likely placements. Another year of Syracuse would give me the blessing of another year in community where my simplicity, spirituality, and social justice work is all intentional. I know that I'd love the retreats and the challenges and benefits associated with being a JV. Like anything, I'm nervous about a few things. My main concerns include adjusting to a new community, balancing a full-time teacher's responsibilities with community, exercise, and keeping in touch with friends and family, and living so far way from my main support system...my family. Nonetheless, I'm excited to be going there...unless, I get the job in St. Louis. See below for more details.
Traditional Teaching Job
St. Cecilia's, St. Louis, MO- So this story is quite long, but I'll try to abbreviate portions of it. After spending the weekend in Chicago with my community, Sara, Sean, and Jeremy, and other JVs to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, I made a last minute decision to hop in St. Louis's car and go home with them for the week. The coming week was my spring break, and St. Louis had an extra seat and my boyfriend lives in that house, so I did the most spontaneous thing of my life and went home with them. The story about surprising Chino is a great one but not related to my future. Basically, I ended up working at his placement, St. Cecilia's Catholic School and Academy, all week. I helped out with recess, 1 2nd grader, 1 1st grader, and in the Kindergarten room. After one day the principal asked how I was doing and my response was, "One day here has renewed my faith that I'm supposed to be a teacher." To say the least, I love St. Cecilia's. It is a poor, inner-city Catholic school that has primarily Hispanic students but diversity as well. It has fewer resources than most schools and it has students with rough home lives, but it is a place I was excited to go back to every single day.
On Wednesday, the principal asked to speak with me in his office. I was worried that I'd none something wrong, so I was really surprised when he began asking about my plans for next year, my educational background, and then finally asked me to interview for the 2nd grade teaching position at the school. I was blown away by his request, but said I'd consider it. I remembering being so confused with a mix of emotions that I couldn't go back to the Kindergarten class. I ran downstairs to find my boyfriend, and when I couldn't, I just went to the bathroom and sat. The previous day I'd submitted my list of JVC positions and was happy going to either Kansas City or Syracuse. God sure threw me for a loop.
I talked with my mom, Chino (my boyfriend), Sara (my sister), and a few other people about it. I realized that I had to give it equal prayer and thought as I did for JVC. By the end of the week, I had taught a lesson to the 2nd graders with the principal watching and taking notes, and had an interview. When I came back to Nashville, I started filling out the official Archdiocese application just in case I decided that I wanted the job. Weeks later, after much discernment, prayer, talking, and thinking, I am really hoping that I get the job in St. Louis. It's close to home and at a school that I could stay for more than a year. It would be the start of my future.
To say the least, I've been blessed with 2 fantastic options for next year. Of course, I have apprehensions about each place, but I'm confident that I'd be happy at each place. Putting my trust in God, I'm excited for the next year of my life.
JVC
Cathedral Academy at Pompei, Syracuse, NY- This is a really small (PreK-6) private school that is an international school that serves primarily refugees. The stats of this school are remarkable! 89 kids. 15 different languages. 20 different countries. I would be so happy here. Class sizes range from 8-17 with the maximum number being 20 per class. I love that the principal taught at the collegiate level for many years and has a great connection with LeMonye College. That connection brings in graduate level ESL tutors and mentors. I've been guaranteed an elementary teaching position, but it sounds like 2nd or 3rd grade are my most likely placements. Another year of Syracuse would give me the blessing of another year in community where my simplicity, spirituality, and social justice work is all intentional. I know that I'd love the retreats and the challenges and benefits associated with being a JV. Like anything, I'm nervous about a few things. My main concerns include adjusting to a new community, balancing a full-time teacher's responsibilities with community, exercise, and keeping in touch with friends and family, and living so far way from my main support system...my family. Nonetheless, I'm excited to be going there...unless, I get the job in St. Louis. See below for more details.
Traditional Teaching Job
St. Cecilia's, St. Louis, MO- So this story is quite long, but I'll try to abbreviate portions of it. After spending the weekend in Chicago with my community, Sara, Sean, and Jeremy, and other JVs to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, I made a last minute decision to hop in St. Louis's car and go home with them for the week. The coming week was my spring break, and St. Louis had an extra seat and my boyfriend lives in that house, so I did the most spontaneous thing of my life and went home with them. The story about surprising Chino is a great one but not related to my future. Basically, I ended up working at his placement, St. Cecilia's Catholic School and Academy, all week. I helped out with recess, 1 2nd grader, 1 1st grader, and in the Kindergarten room. After one day the principal asked how I was doing and my response was, "One day here has renewed my faith that I'm supposed to be a teacher." To say the least, I love St. Cecilia's. It is a poor, inner-city Catholic school that has primarily Hispanic students but diversity as well. It has fewer resources than most schools and it has students with rough home lives, but it is a place I was excited to go back to every single day.
On Wednesday, the principal asked to speak with me in his office. I was worried that I'd none something wrong, so I was really surprised when he began asking about my plans for next year, my educational background, and then finally asked me to interview for the 2nd grade teaching position at the school. I was blown away by his request, but said I'd consider it. I remembering being so confused with a mix of emotions that I couldn't go back to the Kindergarten class. I ran downstairs to find my boyfriend, and when I couldn't, I just went to the bathroom and sat. The previous day I'd submitted my list of JVC positions and was happy going to either Kansas City or Syracuse. God sure threw me for a loop.
I talked with my mom, Chino (my boyfriend), Sara (my sister), and a few other people about it. I realized that I had to give it equal prayer and thought as I did for JVC. By the end of the week, I had taught a lesson to the 2nd graders with the principal watching and taking notes, and had an interview. When I came back to Nashville, I started filling out the official Archdiocese application just in case I decided that I wanted the job. Weeks later, after much discernment, prayer, talking, and thinking, I am really hoping that I get the job in St. Louis. It's close to home and at a school that I could stay for more than a year. It would be the start of my future.
To say the least, I've been blessed with 2 fantastic options for next year. Of course, I have apprehensions about each place, but I'm confident that I'd be happy at each place. Putting my trust in God, I'm excited for the next year of my life.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Further Lenten Reflection
From "Thoughts in Solitude" by Thomas Merton:
"My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following Your will does not mean I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please You does in fact please You. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that, if I do this, You will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it. Therefore I will trust You always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for You are ever with me, and You will never leave me to face my perils alone."
My Thoughts:
For my next year of work/life, I have a lot of great options. This passage spoke to me because I've been really confused about what God wants me to do. No matter what I decide, my goal is to please God and to follow His will. I'm comforted knowing that God will support me, like He has during this challenging year, in whatever I do.
"My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following Your will does not mean I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please You does in fact please You. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that, if I do this, You will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it. Therefore I will trust You always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for You are ever with me, and You will never leave me to face my perils alone."
My Thoughts:
For my next year of work/life, I have a lot of great options. This passage spoke to me because I've been really confused about what God wants me to do. No matter what I decide, my goal is to please God and to follow His will. I'm comforted knowing that God will support me, like He has during this challenging year, in whatever I do.
TEC's Lenten Fasting/Feasting Ideas
Sara passed this on to me, so I thought I'd share.
FAST and FEAST
Fast from judging others…feast on Christ dwelling in them.
Fast from emphasis on differences…Feast on the unity of life.
Fast from apparent darkness…feast on the reality of light.
Fast from thoughts of illness…feast on God’s healing power.
Fast from words that pollute…feast on phrases that purify.
Fast from discontent…feast on gratitude.
Fast from anger…feast on patience.
Fast from pessimism…feast on optimism.
Fast from worry…feast on divine order.
Fast from complaining…Feast on appreciation.
Fast from negatives…feast on affirmatives.
Fast from bitterness…feast on forgiveness.
Fast from self concern…feast on compassion for others.
Fast from personal anxiety…feast on eternal truth.
Fast from discouragement…feast on hope.
Fast from facts that depress…feast on truths that uplift.
Fast on lethargy …feast on enthusiasm.
Fast from suspicion…feast on truth.
Fast from thoughts that weaken…feast on promises that inspire.
Fast from shadows of sorrow…feast on sunlight of serenity.
Fast from idle gossip…feast on purposeful silence.
My Thoughts:
I love how they combine fasting and feasting. For me, it is hard to do something unless there is a behavior/action/intent/etc that I can use as a replacement. I think about it like any other behavior modification. Behaviors, good or bad, fulfill a need. It is unhealthy to prevent the need from being filled. Thus, a replacement behavior (one that is more positive than the one I'm changing) needs to be established. Make sense? It's like with Joe. If he's ripping his pants, he is fulfilling a sensory need that isn't being met. Instead of getting upset, his therapists and family try to find replacement behaviors (like a weighted blanket, massages, ripping paper) that allow him to get that sense of pressure or ripping while steering him away from ripping his pants. I believe the same thing applies to other human behaviors like suspicion, gossip, and gluttony. This Lent, I'm using these ideas to grow closer to God.
FAST and FEAST
Fast from judging others…feast on Christ dwelling in them.
Fast from emphasis on differences…Feast on the unity of life.
Fast from apparent darkness…feast on the reality of light.
Fast from thoughts of illness…feast on God’s healing power.
Fast from words that pollute…feast on phrases that purify.
Fast from discontent…feast on gratitude.
Fast from anger…feast on patience.
Fast from pessimism…feast on optimism.
Fast from worry…feast on divine order.
Fast from complaining…Feast on appreciation.
Fast from negatives…feast on affirmatives.
Fast from bitterness…feast on forgiveness.
Fast from self concern…feast on compassion for others.
Fast from personal anxiety…feast on eternal truth.
Fast from discouragement…feast on hope.
Fast from facts that depress…feast on truths that uplift.
Fast on lethargy …feast on enthusiasm.
Fast from suspicion…feast on truth.
Fast from thoughts that weaken…feast on promises that inspire.
Fast from shadows of sorrow…feast on sunlight of serenity.
Fast from idle gossip…feast on purposeful silence.
My Thoughts:
I love how they combine fasting and feasting. For me, it is hard to do something unless there is a behavior/action/intent/etc that I can use as a replacement. I think about it like any other behavior modification. Behaviors, good or bad, fulfill a need. It is unhealthy to prevent the need from being filled. Thus, a replacement behavior (one that is more positive than the one I'm changing) needs to be established. Make sense? It's like with Joe. If he's ripping his pants, he is fulfilling a sensory need that isn't being met. Instead of getting upset, his therapists and family try to find replacement behaviors (like a weighted blanket, massages, ripping paper) that allow him to get that sense of pressure or ripping while steering him away from ripping his pants. I believe the same thing applies to other human behaviors like suspicion, gossip, and gluttony. This Lent, I'm using these ideas to grow closer to God.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Trivia Time
This is a little story I sent to JVC for their newsletter. Enjoy:
Nashville was lucky enough to have our lovely Program Coordinator, Anne Torrez, visiting on Valentine’s Day; and, obviously, we wanted to show her a good time. We decided upon trivia at a sports bar across town. Upon our arrival, we thought we had it in the bag. We had experts in education, health care, psychology, politics, literature, French/Spanish, music, and sports. What knowledge we were lacking about current pop culture (i.e. movies, music, T.V., celebs), we figured could be overruled by our understanding of community and social justice. After a strong first round, we were confident we would take it all. Round three, however, hit us like a freight train with zero out of five correct! Our last hope was the Double Down round. We saved face by answering a few questions right (with the help of the ever wise Anne, of course). While not victorious, we were all proud of our team effort. To say the least, JVC Nashville has found their purpose. With Trivial Pursuit questions to study at home, we will return to trivia as victors.
Nashville was lucky enough to have our lovely Program Coordinator, Anne Torrez, visiting on Valentine’s Day; and, obviously, we wanted to show her a good time. We decided upon trivia at a sports bar across town. Upon our arrival, we thought we had it in the bag. We had experts in education, health care, psychology, politics, literature, French/Spanish, music, and sports. What knowledge we were lacking about current pop culture (i.e. movies, music, T.V., celebs), we figured could be overruled by our understanding of community and social justice. After a strong first round, we were confident we would take it all. Round three, however, hit us like a freight train with zero out of five correct! Our last hope was the Double Down round. We saved face by answering a few questions right (with the help of the ever wise Anne, of course). While not victorious, we were all proud of our team effort. To say the least, JVC Nashville has found their purpose. With Trivial Pursuit questions to study at home, we will return to trivia as victors.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Birthday Weekend Bashes
While you might have read about my time in St. Louis, I also went home that same weekend. From Friday afternoon to Monday afternoon, I was in a car for over 16 hours! Despite the long drives, I had a blast.
Saturday night I stopped by my grandma's house to say hi before heading home to pick up Megan and Dad. We went to Granite City for dinner with some of my close friends and family before heading over to EP High School for The Penguin Project's rendition of High School Musical 2. Seeing the show from the audience was a treat. Having worked with the artists in December, I had a little insight into how far they had all come. While silly and ridiculous, it was a treat to be entertained by 40+ people having the time of their lives! At intermission, I ran backstage to give hugs and well wishes to my favorite Penguins and mentors. It felt right to be home for that. After the show, I had friends and family over for a game night (a little abbreviated because I was so tired), but fun nonetheless. My sprint home was completed by an omlet for breakfast and a brownie with a candle.
While the 6 hours of driving weren't necessarily simple, I really needed to see the Penguin Project. To say the least, a weekend filled with friends, family, Penguin, and salsa is a dream come true!
Saturday night I stopped by my grandma's house to say hi before heading home to pick up Megan and Dad. We went to Granite City for dinner with some of my close friends and family before heading over to EP High School for The Penguin Project's rendition of High School Musical 2. Seeing the show from the audience was a treat. Having worked with the artists in December, I had a little insight into how far they had all come. While silly and ridiculous, it was a treat to be entertained by 40+ people having the time of their lives! At intermission, I ran backstage to give hugs and well wishes to my favorite Penguins and mentors. It felt right to be home for that. After the show, I had friends and family over for a game night (a little abbreviated because I was so tired), but fun nonetheless. My sprint home was completed by an omlet for breakfast and a brownie with a candle.
While the 6 hours of driving weren't necessarily simple, I really needed to see the Penguin Project. To say the least, a weekend filled with friends, family, Penguin, and salsa is a dream come true!
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Playdates with St. Louis
My roommate Sophie calls our rendezvous with the St. Louis community, playdates. However juvenile that word may seem, it perfectly describes our time together. In December, they came to Smashville for a fun weekend of fellowship, dancing, Jersey Shore attitude, Preds hockey, playing in the snow, and an epic battle for our belongings around the neighborhood. This past weekend proved to be just as fun, but luckily, a little less dramatic.
They greeted us with soup and bread and a killer dance party on Friday night. STL knows how to cook, so while breakfast wasn’t served until 12:00 p.m., it was worth the wait. I left Saturday afternoon for home, but returned a day later. While we ate breakfast, I was entertained with stories about the previous night. Finally, Megan got Monday morning off work, so we piled into the Catholic Charities van and drove downtown to the Arch. We took a few pictures and looked at the museum. I was hoping to visit the zoo, but it was too cold. I guess I’ll have to go when I’m there for Madri Gras in March. Forest Park (which has the free zoo among other things) is only a block from their house.
After a lovely dinner, I was told to get dressed up, but nothing else. Apparently, they had planned a birthday surprise for me. We all put on our “sexy clothes,” and headed out. Chino navigated as I drove us to the Atomic Cowboy. When I entered, I heard music playing in the side room. It wasn’t until I saw the sign listing each night’s music that I realized that they had brought me salsa dancing. Jumping up and down, I gave Sophie a huge hug and sprinted into the other room with the other girls in tow. With my friends’ encouragement, I asked random guys to dance with me, forced the STL and Nash JVs to dance, and just had a great time.
Receiving the present of salsa dancing was so uplifting. It made me aware of how supportive not just my Nashville community is, but how we are all connected. I love sharing stories about community highs and lows, spirituality nights, and everyone’s work experiences. I can’t wait until Re-Orientation when I’ll be able to connect with some other friends and build relationships with the rest of JVC Midwest.
They greeted us with soup and bread and a killer dance party on Friday night. STL knows how to cook, so while breakfast wasn’t served until 12:00 p.m., it was worth the wait. I left Saturday afternoon for home, but returned a day later. While we ate breakfast, I was entertained with stories about the previous night. Finally, Megan got Monday morning off work, so we piled into the Catholic Charities van and drove downtown to the Arch. We took a few pictures and looked at the museum. I was hoping to visit the zoo, but it was too cold. I guess I’ll have to go when I’m there for Madri Gras in March. Forest Park (which has the free zoo among other things) is only a block from their house.
After a lovely dinner, I was told to get dressed up, but nothing else. Apparently, they had planned a birthday surprise for me. We all put on our “sexy clothes,” and headed out. Chino navigated as I drove us to the Atomic Cowboy. When I entered, I heard music playing in the side room. It wasn’t until I saw the sign listing each night’s music that I realized that they had brought me salsa dancing. Jumping up and down, I gave Sophie a huge hug and sprinted into the other room with the other girls in tow. With my friends’ encouragement, I asked random guys to dance with me, forced the STL and Nash JVs to dance, and just had a great time.
Receiving the present of salsa dancing was so uplifting. It made me aware of how supportive not just my Nashville community is, but how we are all connected. I love sharing stories about community highs and lows, spirituality nights, and everyone’s work experiences. I can’t wait until Re-Orientation when I’ll be able to connect with some other friends and build relationships with the rest of JVC Midwest.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Return Home from Home
Returning to Nashville has been an interesting experience. Once I landed, I was anxious to get home and catch up with my roommates. Since Courtney and Scott had worked overnight shifts at Oasis, I was left for a few hours to sew, take a shower, and grab lunch by myself. Once awake, we all went downtown to watch a few football games. It was comfortable, fun, and relaxing...just what I needed. It felt odd that only 3 of us were back, but great nonetheless.
Sunday started the quick return of the rest of my community (minus Megan). After so long apart, our reunion was extremely celebratory. I loved hearing everyone's stories and seeing what gifts they received. James brought back a head scratcher and a Pee Time golf game for the boys' restroom. They both made me laugh and will be a lot of fun. Courtney got Scott a Shake Weight which has prompted a bicep competition and random spurts of working out in the house. Zumba with Sophie was a blast and the instructor was this little white girl who held her own in a very diverse (talent, race, gender, age, etc.) crowd. Caley got me hooked on her class. I'll be back for sure!
School has improved a little bit because I asked to work with really small groups most of the day and am doing so. Half of my day is with the whole class and the other half I spend with 1 or 2 kids per period. Those students are getting much needed attention and I’m allowed to create some of my own lessons. Using the standards taught by Miss Kline, I am plan lessons that correspond but are on a much lower level. For example, the rest of the class is reviewing cause and effect, while my boys are relearning it. I’ve also started working with a 6th grader who doesn’t understand what is being taught, so he acts out and gets thrown out of class. It is rumored that he’s moving, but I hope not. His home life is really rough, so I can’t imagine what a move would cause.
One of my students has been living with his Grandma for a long time. He calls her his mom and she is a tough woman. She makes him do his homework (which isn’t always right, but at least he tries) and has taught him to respect his elders. His dad was recently released from prison, so he came up to say hi to all of us today. He was really clean-cut, articulate, and interested in being involved. I am hopeful that he will be a part of his son’s life, but nervous about the impending transition. Lots of prayers for this little one!
Sunday started the quick return of the rest of my community (minus Megan). After so long apart, our reunion was extremely celebratory. I loved hearing everyone's stories and seeing what gifts they received. James brought back a head scratcher and a Pee Time golf game for the boys' restroom. They both made me laugh and will be a lot of fun. Courtney got Scott a Shake Weight which has prompted a bicep competition and random spurts of working out in the house. Zumba with Sophie was a blast and the instructor was this little white girl who held her own in a very diverse (talent, race, gender, age, etc.) crowd. Caley got me hooked on her class. I'll be back for sure!
School has improved a little bit because I asked to work with really small groups most of the day and am doing so. Half of my day is with the whole class and the other half I spend with 1 or 2 kids per period. Those students are getting much needed attention and I’m allowed to create some of my own lessons. Using the standards taught by Miss Kline, I am plan lessons that correspond but are on a much lower level. For example, the rest of the class is reviewing cause and effect, while my boys are relearning it. I’ve also started working with a 6th grader who doesn’t understand what is being taught, so he acts out and gets thrown out of class. It is rumored that he’s moving, but I hope not. His home life is really rough, so I can’t imagine what a move would cause.
One of my students has been living with his Grandma for a long time. He calls her his mom and she is a tough woman. She makes him do his homework (which isn’t always right, but at least he tries) and has taught him to respect his elders. His dad was recently released from prison, so he came up to say hi to all of us today. He was really clean-cut, articulate, and interested in being involved. I am hopeful that he will be a part of his son’s life, but nervous about the impending transition. Lots of prayers for this little one!
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