A Good Time

So, I read a comment today and I wanted to make a comment. I have chosen to comment here on my blog to avoid a firestorm on Facebook. The comment was "It is not good time to talk about it." I can honestly say that there is not a good time for anything. I know people think that when they get a new job it is good time for it or if they find they are going to have a child. I think the timing is not necessarily the good thing but our willingness to adapt to the new situation that makes it good. So, when there is an issue that needs to be talked about there is no good time. But there is a time when all parties are more willing to give the issue the attention it needs. This particular issue was the number of police shootings and a poem from the 1930's talking about a shooting and the officer that shot the black man running. The person felt that it was not a good time to use this poem in an English class. I wondered when will it be a good time? I do not have a good answer but I know that it must be addressed or the problem will just keep escalating. And that is all I have to say about that. Until we meet again.

Year Thirty Seven

I have now begun my thirty seventh year of life. I want to say that I have changed and become the person that I wanted to be over the last year but I am sad to report that is not the case. I am not saying that I have not changed a few things but not everything that I want to. The changes I want to make are not because I do not like myself but because I want to be a better person. I want to be a better Christian, wife, daughter, teacher, etc. I have decided this will be the year.

Update: I have not given up on my 500 project. I am hoping to get back at it this week.

Until we meet again.

My Day Was Great, How Was Yours

So, I have not been posting once again. I am sure you are surprised by this. So, I am up at eleven-thirty at night posting to all my blogs listening to my iPod Nano. And now I will catch up you up on all the happenings and thoughts that are running marathons through my mind. Karl and I are going to Japan soon for our first mission trip as a couple. I am anxious about the trip. We have not "worked" together before. I hope our marriage survives. I am only kidding. We still need more funds but we raised eight hundred dollars today and I am definitely encouraged. Now, if we can just stay on task that would be great and by we I mean me.

Other happenings in my life this month: I have "graduated" from Cameron. I still have to student teach this fall, but that seems easy compared to going to class in Lawton everyday. I have also been accepted into Mission To Planet Earth: A Summer NASA Teacher Institute. Yes, you read that correctly, I am going to be working with NASA this summer. I am pretty sure that this is first time I have ever been excited about summer school. And I hear that I will be learning to fly. Another goal will hopefully be crossed off the list this summer. Hooray!

So yes I have had a few great days. I hope that I can remember these great days when I feel I am not having a great day.

Later Y'all!

Post 200

If you can believe it I have finally made it to two hundred posts on my original blog. I have had this blog for almost nine years. That is hard to believe and I have bounced all over the place with posts. I talked about politics, food, my wedding, and everything in between. It has been fun these last nine years. Things have changed and I have changed. I doubt I will ever be one of those famous bloggers but I think that someone might find what I say interesting or maybe relatable to their life. I now have four blogs total but one if for our family. Although by family I mean myself and my husband and he never contributes to the blog. I guess it is my job to keep the outside world in the know about the comings and goings of our two person one dog clan. With graduation for both of us on the horizon and maybe a normal everyday existence in the near future, I can honestly say that I have never been more excited to be normal. And with that I must go to bed for school start early in the morning.

Typos

After reading a message I sent to a friend. I decided typos would be the subject of my post tonight. In the age of autocorrect I have become a more studious reader of my posts, messages and texts. But some things still slip through. I wish there was a "grammar" correct or more like an "I skipped a word" correct. My brain moves faster than my hands can type. And some times I do not think my hands and brain are connected in anyway. I read old journal entries thinking how did I ever make it through school and now college. And when I started school there was no autocorrect or even typing your papers on computer, everything was handwritten. Yes, pen to paper. I remember darkening the lines on lined paper and writing on no line paper (it is now called copy/printer paper). And now almost everything is paperless. But even with all this progress you can still misspell or leave words out completely. So, here is those who have typos!

Forty-nine

Forty-nine, that is the number of days until I walk across the stage and receive my BA in Mathematics Education. Did I ever think this day would come? No, not really. I have started so many things in my life and not finished them. I have a scale that will tell you I have never completed a successful diet and a house full of things have never been "spring cleaned." So, it is with anxiety that I embark on the next phase of the my journey.  I will student teach in the Autumn (long story but it is for the best I think). And then hopefully I will get picked up mid-year and have my own classroom. I cannot wait to have my own white board and classroom. I know that sounds crazy but some days that is one of the coolest parts of my career. I think most of my anxiety is the trust that will be put in me to educate and raise up not only good students but good citizens. I know that I am not their parent but in some cases, I along with my fellow educators maybe the only adult the students see for more than an hour a day. Students in school six to seven hours a day not including extra-curricular activities. That is more than a fourth of the students' day begin spent with adults that are more than likely not their parents. That is a huge responsibility. Also, I have to be a good example not only for my students but for my fellow educators. Some may think that I am making myself more important than I am, but think back on your life. Who was the person that had the biggest impact on your life? I am guessing it is probably a parent, lack of a parent, or a teacher for better or worse. I want to be the teacher students remember not only because they learn math in my classroom. I want to them to remember that I cared about them as individuals and inspired them to be the best individual they can be. So, ready or not here I go!

The Coming Storm

I know the title of this post sounds ominous but it is not meant to be that way. I really like storms as long as I am inside. I especially like lightening and thunder. My husband and I have set up a lot of new things for ourselves this year. We both graduate college this May and we are planning a mission trip to Japan. It is not going to be easy keeping everything straight. My office at home already looks like a storm has come through. There will be a lot of new adventures and probably some misadventures. I hope to keep my blog up this year better than I have in past years. I have four of these little blogs plus, Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. I hope social media will help keep everyone informed about our trip. I also hope to maybe inspire those who think they cannot do a trip like we are doing to maybe give the trip and God a try. So follow me here or on the links for the other blogs, or on Twitter @MicheleGenny. Sayonara

Twenty Sixteen

It is passed my bed time but I wanted to make a post for the beginning of the year. I hope this year I can post more and share the good, bad and the ugly. There are some changes I want to make, going to bed at a descent hour will be the first. I have only one semester of school left before I graduate and student teach. I am apprehensive to say the least. I am hoping that my blogs will help me sort out those feelings and provide something for others at the same time.