Patience Is Key, But Oh So Hard

Patience Is Key, But Oh So Hard

Glitter just needs to not

This week, I am working at an elementary school helping out as a sort of assistant teacher for early years through third graders. As an elementary education major, I love all things teaching, so this experience is beneficial, but now I really understand how exhausted teachers can become. I only work half the day and by 1pm, I want to take a nap. Though the experience is tiring, I love working with the students and am learning a few lessons too.

After receiving a message that we would be sledding during our break time, I was so pumped for the first day of work! Now, I knew sledding would be hard with the little ones, but figured two adults could manage the kids well. Next morning, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

A few tears and demands to play dinosaurs later, and we were gearing up to go outside to sled. Keep in mind, it is about 15 to 20 degrees F outside, so these kids need to be super bundled up. Of course, inside, they started to get hot, and some tears were shed, but overall we handled it pretty well.

Next thing I know, I am with the early years kids who either are already cold, crying, need help putting on gloves, more crying, or riding their sled. It baffled me that one kid would cry and cry because his hands were cold, but refused multiple times to wear gloves. I tried to think quickly and told the student to put his hands in his pockets, which are totally new concepts to these kids too.

All the while trying to capture some photos for a newsletter to parents, the amount of tears shed grew to a point where I had to take them inside. Those who wanted to sled with the older kids on the "older kids hill" were allowed to, but even going inside was quite the struggle.

With sledding and the mayhem of putting winter clothes in the appropriate bags over, I thought we were in the clear. Then came lunch time. Sometimes kids do not like to share, but apparently sharing food seems to be quite the common theme. A few students have food allergies, so trying to balance this fact with kids shoving food in their friends faces saying "Here, try this!" is quite the feat.

The next day rolls around and glitter is the only thing I remember that made me quite upset. So, we are in a pretty big room with an art station and all the works too. Of those things, glitter is the one craft I did not think could be the cause of so many messes. First of all, it is only available for the older kids to use (kindergarten and up), but that does not stop early years kids.

While students are playing, the lead teacher was doing a science activity with a few of them and I was monitoring and trying to maintain control. After playing dinosaurs and walking around a little, I come to the art station to find students shaking the glitter can so hard it is flying everywhere except on their papers.

One of the older kids showed the other students how to properly use the glitter can so as not to throw it all over the floor. We both tried our best to clean up the mess, but it was an failed attempt. I am not quite sure what to think of glitter, other than that it is a pain to clean.

I have only worked two days with these students and a lead teacher, but I already knows what the lead teacher means when she's going to bed by 10pm. Otherwise, you cannot handle all of these things that happen with early years through third graders and the insane amounts of glitter. I hope you enjoyed reading these new lessons I learned from working with elementary and primary students.

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I Blame My Dad For My High Expectations

Dad, it's all your fault.

I always tell my dad that no matter who I date, he's always my number one guy. Sometimes I say it as more of a routine thing. However, the meaning behind it is all too real. For as long as I can remember my dad has been my one true love, and it's going to be hard to find someone who can top him.

My dad loves me when I am difficult. He knows how to keep the perfect distance on the days when I'm in a mood, how to hold me on the days that are tough, and how to stand by me on the days that are good.

He listens to me rant for hours over people, my days at school, or the episode of 'Grey's Anatomy' I watched that night and never once loses interest.

He picks on me about my hair, outfit, shoes, and everything else after spending hours to get ready only to end by telling me, “You look good." And I know he means it.

He holds the door for me, carries my bags for me, and always buys my food. He goes out of his way to make me smile when he sees that I'm upset. He calls me randomly during the day to see how I'm doing and how my day is going and drops everything to answer the phone when I call.

When it comes to other people, my dad has a heart of gold. He will do anything for anyone, even his worst enemy. He will smile at strangers and compliment people he barely knows. He will strike up a conversation with anyone, even if it means going way out of his way, and he will always put himself last.

My dad also knows when to give tough love. He knows how to make me respect him without having to ask for it or enforce it. He knows how to make me want to be a better person just to make him proud. He has molded me into who I am today without ever pushing me too hard. He knew the exact times I needed to be reminded who I was.

Dad, you have my respect, trust, but most of all my heart. You have impacted my life most of all, and for that, I can never repay you. Without you, I wouldn't know what I to look for when I finally begin to search for who I want to spend the rest of my life with, but it might take some time to find someone who measures up to you.

To my future husband, I'm sorry. You have some huge shoes to fill, and most of all, I hope you can cook.

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Why Spring Time Is The Best Time Of The Year

With the first day of spring right around the corner, here are some reasons why spring is the best time of year!


If you are like me, you know that seasonal depression is real. I'm happiest when the weather is nice and I can explore what nature has to offer. I look to spring every year, because I know there is more to do and the extra hours of daylight makes for additional time to do my favorite things. I love to run outside, travel to nearby parks and outdoor attractions, and just enjoy the beauty and nostalgia of the outdoors.

Spring is a great time to get back in shape. There are a variety of fresh fruits and veggies that you can get at any local farmers market or grocery store to spice up your diet in the spring. Also, the gym can be monotonous after a long winter, so the start of spring brings a breath of fresh air for many outdoor fitness activities. Go for a walk or run done local trails or paths, do yoga outside, or even go go biking, hiking, or kayaking. The spring offers so many cool opportunities to become healthier.

Spring always reminds me of Easter time and Easter always makes me think of quality time spent with friends and family. Plus, I always think of baby animals and flowers blooming, two things that bring everyone joy. If you get a chance you have to visit the cherry blossom trees in Washington D.C., it is such a beautiful site. Furthermore, one of my favorite things is that first really sunny, warm day in the spring when you can open all the windows in your house and savor the start of spring.

The springtime also means that summer break is closer. After a long 8 or 9 months of school, the thought of a nice 3 month break is refreshing. Start planning your summer job, internship, or whatever you want to get into this summer, to give you some motivation to finish the semester strong.

Spring has so much to offer so prepare for the rainy days of April and the sunny days, full of flowers in May, and everything in between!

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