Teachers are probably one of the most under-appreciated profession. Many people look at teacher’s jobs and just give out a giggle. “What is so hard about having a job for a few months and then you get off the summer?” This misconception comes up quite often. People think that just because the teachers have off during the summer they do not do anything. Well news flash, you are wrong. Teachers do countless hours of prep work and have quite a few meetings to attend for the next school year. Special education teachers especially have a lot of work to do over the summer. They must review each IEP (Individualized Education Plan) and accommodate the needs for each student in their class. They need to get placement tests prepared for the students to find their place in the curriculum. How do you think the doctors and lawyers of the world get to be where they are? Let me answer that, they are shaped by educators throughout their life. All the high-class job holders have gone through education to get to the top. Normal jobs usually are over within 8-10 hours, not teachers. They work their 8-hour day and then they continue to go home and grade, attend meetings, monitor after-school activities, or do prep work for the next day. Special education teachers also must do hours of IEP work to improve the child’s plan or sometimes even create new plans for newly identified children. All academic standpoints aside, teachers are generally the most influential people in an individual’s life. Teachers have the effect on children that can cause them to alter for the better throughout their life. There have been many teachers that I owe a lot of thanks to in my life. I had times where I forgot money to eat lunch and I was not concerned, but always could count on a teacher to lend me the money to eat. Teachers not only want you to succeed in their classroom, they want you to succeed all throughout life. Many teachers of mine have checked in on me and keeps up with my life as young as my elementary school teachers. No, I am not saying that all teachers are great because let’s face it we all have had at least one terrible teacher. There are certainly teachers who have entered the profession for the wrong reasons, but you cannot stereotype ALL teachers for those few. Sometimes you have a teacher that you think that you hate and you look back at it and realize that they made you a better person, they weren’t being strict and occasionally harsh for fun. Sometimes, those teachers just want you to reach the potential that they see in you. Next time you talk down on educators, think twice.
The Junie B. Jones series was a big part of my childhood. They were the first chapter books I ever read. On car trips, my mother would entertain my sister and me by purchasing a new Junie B. Jones book and reading it to us. My favorite part about the books then, and still, are how funny they are. Junie B. takes things very literally, and her (mis)adventures are hilarious. A lot of children's authors tend to write for children and parents in their books to keep the attention of both parties. Barbara Park, the author of the Junie B. Jones series, did just that. This is why many things Junie B. said in Kindergarten could be applied to her experiences in college, as shown here.
When Junie B. introduces herself hundreds of times during orientation week:
“My name is Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except I don't like Beatrice. I just like B and that's all." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 1)
When she goes to her first college career fair:
"Yeah, only guess what? I never even heard of that dumb word careers before. And so I won't know what the heck we're talking about." (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 2)
When she thinks people in class are gossiping about her:
“They whispered to each other for a real long time. Also, they kept looking at me. And they wouldn't even stop." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)
When someone asks her about the library:
“It's where the books are. And guess what? Books are my very favorite things in the whole world!" (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 27)
When she doesn't know what she's eating at the caf:
“I peeked inside the bread. I stared and stared for a real long time. 'Cause I didn't actually recognize the meat, that's why. Finally, I ate it anyway. It was tasty...whatever it was." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)
When she gets bored during class:
“I drew a sausage patty on my arm. Only that wasn't even an assignment." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 18)
When she considers dropping out:
“Maybe someday I will just be the Boss of Cookies instead!" (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 76)
When her friends invite her to the lake for Labor Day:
“GOOD NEWS! I CAN COME TO THE LAKE WITH YOU, I BELIEVE!" (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 17)
When her professor never enters grades on time:
“I rolled my eyes way up to the sky." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 38)
When her friends won't stop poking her on Facebook:
“Do not poke me one more time, and I mean it." (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 7)
When she finds out she got a bad test grade:
“Then my eyes got a little bit wet. I wasn't crying, though." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 17)
When she isn't allowed to have a pet on campus but really wants one:
“FISH STICK! I NAMED HIM FISH STICK BECAUSE HE'S A FISH STICK, OF COURSE!" (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 59)
When she has to walk across campus in the dark:
“There's no such thing as monsters. There's no such thing as monsters." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 12)
When her boyfriend breaks her heart:
“I am a bachelorette. A bachelorette is when your boyfriend named Ricardo dumps you at recess. Only I wasn't actually expecting that terrible trouble." (Junie B. Jones Is (almost) a Flower Girl, p. 1)
When she paints her first canvas:
"And painting is the funnest thing I love!" (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 61)
When her sorority takes stacked pictures:
“The biggie kids stand in the back. And the shortie kids stand in the front. I am a shortie kid. Only that is nothing to be ashamed of." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 7)
When she's had enough of the caf's food:
“Want to bake a lemon pie? A lemon pie would be fun, don't you think?" (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed p. 34)
When she forgets about an exam:
“Speechless is when your mouth can't speech." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 54)
When she finds out she has enough credits to graduate:
“A DIPLOMA! A DIPLOMA! I WILL LOVE A DIPLOMA!" (Junie B. Jones is a Graduation Girl p. 6)
When she gets home from college:
"IT'S ME! IT'S JUNIE B. JONES! I'M HOME FROM MY SCHOOL!" (Junie B. Jones and some Sneaky Peaky Spying p. 20)
Summer break is amazing in so many ways: you're given countless hours to yourself, no daily stresses concerning school and assignments, and no overbearing pressures to go out every single night. However, coming home (usually) means you're back living with your parents and back to abiding by their rules, despite the fact that for around ten months, you were the only person making the rules in your own home. Despite the perks that come with summer, I have composited 10 reasons why summer can be hard to bear.
1. Having a set curfew.
I find it almost comical that I was able to "run free" for 10 months in Tallahassee with no regard for what time it was, but while at home I get the "it's time to come home" text from my parents as soon as 11 o'clock rolls around. For the entire school year, I was able to stay at friends' places until the sun came up, at walk out of clubs around closing time with no fear of getting punished for staying out too late, but now, I have to constantly plan around my curfew and ensure that I'm home before I get on my parents' bad side.
2. Having to get a summer job.
It was always a rule in my house that jobs were only meant for summer since my parents felt that getting good grades were our primary priority, so now that school's out, I'm working at my local Panera and dog-sitting for my neighbors, even though I absolutely hate dogs. Working isn't the worst thing I've had to do, but when I have to miss beach days and parties for a job that only pays $9 an hour, it sucks!
3. Countless days of boredom.
College has made me accustomed to being surrounded by other people and activities 24/7. Sure, there were a couple of hours a day for alone time, but the majority of my day was spent hanging out with friends, going to my sorority, going out, and attending class. Now that I'm home and far away from my friends and the social aspect of FSU, I find myself bored and lonely.
4. Less freedom and independence.
While away at school, I was able to do pretty much anything I wanted without my parents finding out. I was able to go get fast food in the middle of the night, go out to clubs, and sleep at my friends' place whenever I wanted. Sadly, now that I'm home, I can't just leave whenever I want or do whatever I want; I have to tell my parents when I'm going to places, where I'm going, who I'm meeting, and when exactly I'll be home.
5. Having to unpack and sort through your old clothes and the ones you brought to school.
Being the youngest has gifted me with an overabundance of hand-me-downs, everything from prom dresses to shoes to jewelry. However, over the years, the amount of clothes I have accumulated is insane; coming home has forced me to sort through the piles of old clothes and things I don't want anymore in order to make room for the multiple suitcases I brought back from school. My room looks like a tornado swept through it for three weeks now, despite the countless hours I have spent organizing, donating, and folding.