Monday, October 31, 2005

done...but not really

connecticut camp application should arrive in norwood, ma tomorrow morning at 10:30 (i want to kiss the people at fedex), so all i have to do for the next month is pray to every God man has come up with that i get the job.

next in line: more reading. didn't do much of anything today, which i will end up regretting tomorrow. ah well.

happy halloween everyone! candy for all! except those of you who try and trick or treat here, because we definitely don't have any candy. turns out we ate it all. ha. for fear of little children coming around with empty bags begging for treats we turned off the porch lights and acted like we weren't here. horrible, i know. but seriously, whoever decided to put chocolate and peanut butter together is a genius and deserves a nobel peace prize.

after much debate/drama with my parents i went home for a bit this break. i've come to the realization that macon is no longer "home" but "the place where my parents live." i want to say that athens is my home, but that doesn't feel quite right either. i'll worry about it later.

the dreams have started back up again, along with a fresh dose of bi-weekly deja vu. i'm blaming it on stress.

speaking of which, my body likes to handle stress in a certain way. two ways, in fact, but i'm only going to talk about one because the other is slightly inappropriate for such a public forum. when things start to pile up or become overwhelming i get tired. i'm talking about the bone-aching-tired-- the kind where you're functioning but not quite sure how and all you want to do is sleep for days. this happened during cheryl's wedding (the desire to fall asleep in the middle of the ceramony was unbearable) and it's happening now. no matter how much sleep i get i'm still exhausted.

but now that this damn application isn't hovering over my head i think i'll be able to get some actual work done.





ps. i'm obsessed with...
-old school west wing episodes. damn you aaron sorkin for writing amazing plots and character relationships. God i wish i could write like that.
-http://postsecret.blogspot.com
-baking bread
-christmas music
-anticipation

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Connecticut Camp (and what it means to me)

When I first heard about Connecticut Camp I was a sophomore in high school. My best friend, Nneka, was telling me about this summer program where you could meet people from all over the country and take college-like classes in New England. For days afterward I was frantically thinking of ways to convince my parents that I needed this experience. Unfortunately we didn't see eye to eye on the matter and I spent my summer in Macon, GA twiddling my thumbs, wishing I were doing more with my life then working at a veterinary office (as all ideological teenagers tend to do).

Nneka came back with stories of the places traveled and classes taken, but it was the way she talked about the people she had met that really left an impression on me—in that summer she had been part of a family. She went up to New England alone and wary (though extremely excited) and came back a better person. The change was subtle though: she was more confident in everything she did and more comfortable with herself overall. She didn't care what people thought of her as long as she had her friends and family by her side. She had grown up and I was left behind, still unsure of myself and my thoughts, waiting for an experience like hers.

Once college started I pushed Connecticut Camp to the back of my mind, concentrating on wading through the lectures and the workload college demands on its students. Before I was accepted to the University of Georgia my career of choice changed practically every week. First I wanted to be an astronomer, followed by a chef, marine biologist, physical therapist, archeologist, and then a teacher. Teaching had been my back up choice for it was something I could always see myself doing. One of my biggest fears in life is to be stuck in a tedious nine-to-five job looking at the gray wall of a cubicle, wondering if I could be making a difference doing something else. That’s my main goal in life: to make a difference. It didn't matter if it’s something like finding a cure for cancer or helping a friend with a problem-- all I wanted (and still want) to do is leave a positive impact on a person's life. I suppose I could have done this on some level if I was aspiring to be a chef, but teaching seemed like the way to go.

I don't want it to seem as if my career as a teacher is entirely out of self-interest, because that is the last thing on my mind. If you look at the career of a teacher you'll find nothing but underpaid, hardworking (and most of the time overworked) men and women who stay in their jobs because, in the end, they love it. They love passing on knowledge to future generations and being able to look back on their students and say "I helped guide them towards a better life. I gave them choices and opportunity to grow." I can only hope to be one of those teachers.

My experience with teaching is very limited. I am currently working on my student practicum at Youth Middle School in Loganville, GA and I love every minute of it. Though I am not a dominant role in the classroom I like to think I am making a mark with these students, whether by challenging them with an issue, helping them with their work, or being a mentor to them. Aside from this student practicum the only other experience I have with teaching are the informal study groups my friends and I have before an exam. I’m usually elected the leader of the group and I find myself adjusting to the role with ease. I soon found history and political science to be my favorite subjects and before long I knew that I wanted to be a social science teacher.

After examining the classes I’ve taken in high school and college I am easily able to differentiate between the approaches and methods employed by my teachers. Whereas discussion is one of the main aspects of most of college classes, this technique is not so with high school. I want discussion to be one of the most important elements of my classroom, whether it is between the teacher and students or between the students themselves. To me, a classroom does not always have to be lead by a teacher. If students see an area that they would like to focus on more in-depth then I am more than willing to let them take over the direction of the discussion. In a classroom the teacher should not be viewed as the all-knowing authority or the final word. I do not know everything nor do I intend to act as if I do. Teaching is a learning process for all involved-- I know that I can learn from my students and vice versa. I only hope that they will take information I give them and form their own opinions on issues. It is important for everyone to form their own beliefs and perspectives and with my classes I want to break away from mainstream views and focus on lesser-known stories. It is important to be presented with every side of an issue (whether it's two, four, or eight different perspectives) and by doing this I believe my students will be more critical of topics and issues rather than excepting them at face value and following a group without questioning why. I enjoy helping people understand issues and problems, but I do not believe it is my obligation to give them the answers-- a rule that I intend to live by.

If given the opportunity to teach at Connecticut Camp I will do everything in my power to use these methods with the students. Being a teenager is important and it is during this time that views on life really start to take shape and solidify. The experience Connecticut Camp offers will open a whole new world to the students— they will be meeting each other for the first time and may find themselves taking classes with people that could possibly change the way they think about the world. By encouraging students to voice their opinions my goal is to promote tolerance and respect of differing opinions.

In addition to broadening people’s views I want to be a mentor to these students. I want to be able to be there for them if a problem or situation should ever arise. Even though I am a redhead my temper rarely makes an appearance and I have an uncanny ability to be objective in nearly any argument. If a problem were to occur with a student at the program I feel confident in my ability to help him or her, whether it be offering advice or lending an ear (or a shoulder). Regardless of age, all the students at Connecticut Camp are entering into a major part of their lives—Junior members are making a transition from elementary to middle school, Intermediate students are entering high school (one of the most significant aspects of a teenager's life), and Senior program students are soon to be done with secondary school and possibly attend college, a completely new experience than what they are used to. The difference between elementary, secondary, and college level education is tremendous and Connecticut Camp provides a smooth transition for students. The classes I would teach would closely resemble that of college level courses, including a high participation level and coursework expectation. My classroom would be an arena of mutual respect—my ideas or opinions would be treated no different than that of the students and vice versa. It is important for students to feel comfortable in their learning environment and I want to extend that feeling outside of the classroom as well. I will act as a positive role model and guide for these students, but not as their best friend—they will meet plenty of people their own age to fill that position.

There are many things in my life that I am extremely proud of. My wish is for the students of this program to be proud of the time that they will spend at Connecticut Camp—making new friends, having new experiences and, most importantly, discovering new ways of viewing the world. One of my main goals as a future educator is to show students that the world must always be challenged and looked at critically. I cannot state this goal enough. It is important to question mainstream's view of society and to constantly strive toward a better world for all. If anything is to come out of my participation with Connecticut Camp I want it to be this-- I want students to know that they should never settle for something less; I want students to know that they can make a difference. It is up to them, this future generation, to take action and ask questions. My role is to help them realize their potential and understand that the information they are constantly given is not the only way of looking at the world around them.

Four years ago I was overcome with envy at my friend's departure to New England, but this past summer our positions were reversed. I was involved with a study abroad program to Montepulciano, Italy for five weeks and I still wake up every morning wishing I was back there. I took two political science courses--- comparative politics and international relations-- and I thrived as a student in my new setting. To this day I stand by the idea that being in Italy helped me be a better student. The new people and the new atmosphere filled me with so much excitement that my confidence improved dramatically during class discussions. Our field trips were amazing and yet still relevant to the course, which offered a very hands-on approach to the material we were studying. I know that there are several field trips that Connecticut Camp plans for each session and I think this is a fantastic opportunity for students to really grasp what they are learning. I have been to Boston twice and both times I have gone on the Freedom Trail. I even managed to drag my friends along and they ended up loving it—this coming from people who hated learning history and political science in school! If students are given the opportunity to interact with history rather than just hear about it then their level of achievement and understanding for the subject will increase greatly. The Washington, D.C. trip from the program this past summer looks nearly identical to one my father and I planned two years ago. I have also been to New York City in the summer of 2004 for two weeks and immediately adapted to the ‘big city’ environment. Travel is a big part of my family life and I love going new places and seeing new things. I feel that the trips offered by Connecticut Camp would not only benefit the students and their interaction with each other and instructors, but would offer a deeper understanding of the differences and similarities of people that make up society.

My summer in Italy is was one I will remember forever. Not because of the scenery or the classes, but because of the life-long friends that I made. When put into a new setting alone it can be difficult to make new friends, but the first thing I have to remember is that nearly everyone was in the same situation as me. Just like in Italy, exploration looks to build a strong community for those attending the program-- the staff as well as students. The friendships formed during my time abroad are ones that I will remember forever. It is important to establish a strong community where respect and trust are emphasized in a setting such as study abroad and programs like Connecticut Camp. When students feel that they are part of the community then they will thrive academically and personally.

This entire time I have been talking about my relationship with the students and how I hope to add to their experience at Connecticut Camp, but now I would like to add some thoughts on my possible interaction and stay with the staff. Let me start off with stating that I am a very flexible person. I can work well by myself or with others, almost as easy as I can be a follower or a leader. When it comes to getting things done I never start something that I can't finish. If I am going to be involved in activities and discussions then I will give 100%. It will be hard, for I know this job is going to be strenuous and trying more often than not. There are activities to plan, field trips to attend, and ten or so girls to possibly live with, all of which must coincide with the well-being of every student and constantly making sure they are taken care of on a physical, mental, and emotional level. Thankfully I am accustomed to working under stress and little sleep, though a healthy lifestyle is something I strive for. Even with these possible hardships in mind I would still love to be a part of the Connecticut Camp program. The idea of helping these students realize their potential and opening their eyes to a world they may have never seen before gives me a sense of purpose. I want to work with them and with other faculty members. I want to share my ideas and thoughts on education and current issues in the world. I want to do more with my life than just wishing I were making a difference. Connecticut Camp can provide that chance for me. Given the opportunity, I know I can be good at this.



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i wrote this over the course of three days. i hope it's good enough. if anyone actually took the time to read it (kudos!) i would greatly appreciate any thoughts/suggestions/criticisms.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

to do list

call columbus state immidiately about transcript

call you-know-what concerning january

buy morrow's book to read over the weekend

november 1st: application to Connecticut Camp due.
  • need 2 more references
  • work on course proposals
  • write personal statement
  • print and sign waiver form
  • think about any supplemental material i may want to add to application
  • put it all in the mail by fall break and pray to God

november 2rd: register for classes
  • review possible choices
  • figure out if you want to double major with a minor or just 1 major with a minor
  • figure out what to minor in, then declare it (georgraphy or polsci?)

november 3rd: advising appointment
  • kill yourself for waiting so late to make this damn appointment
  • discuss backup opitions i don't get into the program.

november 9th: 20-page paper due in War and Society
  • start NOW.
  • break up books in 3-4 page intraments
  • save room for analysis at the end

gather information for your rationale
  • review past paper
  • reread all articles

join the NCSS (as soon as you have enough money)


in all respects i shouldn't even be wasting time to write this post, but you know me-- i love making lists.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

emails make me happy

i love getting emails, especially from people i haven't talked to in a while.

tonight's emailed featured mr. kerwin swint (swinty!), my prof from study abroad. i asked him to be my reference for the Connecticut camp job and he readily agreed. He says the kids ask about me every once in a while, especially zach.

that is so sweet.

this email made my night. i'm so excited that he'll be my reference-- i feel that out of all the professors i've ever had he knows me the most (though i suppose 5 weeks of seeing the same person everyday will do that). he said if i'm ever in his area that the kids would be excited to see me.

i can't stop smiling.



ps. have i mentioned how much i love fall. it does things to me, i swear.

Saturday, October 15, 2005

fall (it's just beginning)

i want to live in new england in a nice house, with kids, some pets, and a husband who makes me laugh. i want it to always be fall and i want the leaves to always be turning. i want the smell of a wood fire without actually having one and i want to sit outside on my front porch swing and drink hot tea with milk and honey.

i went to church today for the first time in months. it was...refreshing. and comforting.

the weather today was perfect. i was very jealous of the fact that my parents were up in the mountains right now because that's where i wanted to be too. i drove around a lot today with my windows down enjoying the cool air because who knows when i'll get another chance to do that?

there was absolutely nothing bad about today. i wish everyday was like this.

off to a halloween party (the first of many).

Thursday, October 13, 2005

ten pictures...ten thousand words

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Monday, October 10, 2005

better

things are better. talked to mom, dad, and cheryl called last night. apparently mom talked to the doctor (or vice versa?) who said that i was...well, it doesn't really matter.

i know i was lucky and i know it could have been a lot worse.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

disappointing

i'm not going to write about the fantastic time i had last night and how happy i was that i got to see everyone at the party. i'm not going to talk about the random crazy events of the trailer trash party (like the outfits, the makeouts, the keg stands, the costume awards, the power outage, or the permanent marker tattoo that's still on my arm). that post will have to wait.

i am so upset right now that i can not talk. i refuse to speak for fear that i'll just ending up screaming or crying due to the lack of understanding my parents have when it comes to the going-ons in my life.

at the party i slipped on the rain/beer drenched porch and hit the base of my head on the edge of one of the benches, passed out for about 5 seconds, and then woke up to kenny, simon, anja, and some other people i can't remember hovering over me.

i didn't start feeling the pain until this morning and it was getting worse as the day wore on. erin, and sara felt that i should get it looked at (concussions are not something to be brushed aside like nothing) and instead of my parents being concerned for my well-being or asking if i was okay they completely focused on the fact that i had been drinking (they asked and i wasn't going to lie to them). they are acting like a situation such as this would NEVER occur if i had been sober. my mother basically called me an excessive drinker ("more than 1 drink an hour") and my father (upon finding out that my brain was not falling out of my head) complained about how much the bill was going to be and said that i should consider the consequences of drinking. even before going to the hospital he asked me how i knew the "pain in my head wasn't from hitting it but drinking too much booze the night before."

jackass.

i couldn't stand talking to my mother about it anymore and told her i would call tomorrow and then hung up. i can't stand it when people cry on the phone and i knew that nothing i could possibly do or say would change their view of the situation.

it's just...they didn't call once. they didn't call at all while i was at the doctor to see how things were going. anja sent a ton of text messages and while that may not seem like much it meant a lot. sara and erin were very concerned and my gratitude for them being with me for the whole thing is too great to describe.

and then mom says that she didn't even know i was at the doctor's at all because dad never told her until after she got home and took a shower.

fucking jackass.

i want to scream so loud right now it makes me want to vomit. but instead i'm stuck here stewing in my own anger and bitterment for (what seems to me) my parents lack of understanding that there's a difference between drunk and acting drunk.

they are handling this in a manner that is so wrong that it makes me want to become an alcoholic just to spite them.

all they saw was that i had been drinking and i had hurt myself. drinking + karen = injury, irresponsability, and complete lack of self control. not once did they ask if i was okay or scared or in pain. they didn't even seem worried.

that's what hurts the most.

so after 5 1/2 hours at st. mary's, 2 cat scans (one for my head and neck) and 3 x-rays later i'm happy to say that nothing is broken or bleeding. it still hurts like a bitch though and probably will for a while. i was really lucky though because the injury could have been a lot worse. i could have really broken my neck (which is what they thought for a little while there due to some x-rays) and ended up paralyzed. and you know what dearest mother and fahter? i did learn my lesson.

always wear shoes.

Saturday, October 01, 2005

trailer trash hullabaloo

(note: i'm writing this post after drinking three glasses of white wine)

so i'm really excited about the party we're having on friday. we've have about 30 people who have RSVPed through facebook and then a good 15-25 more that are recieveing informal invites. we're got the international kids, tom's friends from tech, people from classes, and a handful of others.

honestly, i'm counting down the hours.

i can't wait to see how people have dressed up. i decided upon my outfit when we first decided upson this theme so i'm not too worried about what to wear, though i know erin and some others are concerned about their attire (i'm going to be pregnant, carring a flask of MD2020 with me at all times). i'm assuming that most guys will be wearing wifebeaters and the girls wearing semi-revealing outfits--either way you better believe that i'll be taking pictures.

switching topics now...

crew had their first regetta today at clemson and i really wish i had gone. i got a lot of reading done today but i knew that i could have made time to go out and see them, cheer them on. i should have gone out there but i didn't and i regret it. the next race is october 15th in gainsville and i'm seriously going to try to make it out there somehow. my knee is feeling a lot better than it was before and i'm icing it all the time. the fact that i have to do so worries me a little bit but i'm doing a lot of exercises to build my leg muscles back up and just generally getting back in shape overall. i want to go back next semester but i really don't know how that's going to turn out. i'll cross that bridge when i come to it.

my weekend so far has been spent doing work-- reading, reading, and more reading. yesterday i slacked off a bit but i got a ton done today and was able to take a break. met some of sara's friends (who are great, of course) and drank a little too much wine to finish the rest of my work. need to work on my ESOC paper and finish two history books by tuesday.

off to watch movies and fall asleep with a smile on my face. i recieved very good news earlier tonight that basically made my weekend and let's just say that friday's party is going to be very interesting...

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