That's right, everybody! It's SATURDAY! One of the best days of the week. The only problem with Saturday is that right now I want to make pancakes. Now, at first glance making pancakes does not seem like much of a delema. I have the mix, I have water, and I have a pan and spattula. No problem!
Wrong. Someone else is using the kitchen! I share the Yon's dorm kitchen with everybody else in Yon's. Sadly, there are homo sapiens making food. And dang does it smell good. But I can't crash their food-making fest. So I'll just keep waiting until they leave. Sigh. I feel like a hyena waiting for the lions to leave the carcass.
Loves and Hugs,
Hyena
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
What Is Expected
Now that statement/question holds a lot of weight. In this case, it pertains to education. Because I am in school to become a teacher, I am taking a course called School and Society. One of the issues that we are addressing now is the idea of students who differ from you. If you are a teacher, how do you address students who do not come from the same cultural, economic, and social background you do?
That is a big question. Instead of answering that question first, I'd like to tell you a story about my class today. In class, I sat next to a boy named Matt. Matt is a college sophomore as well (all the students taking School and Society are). He attended a private Catholic grade school and upon entering 9th grade he was placed in the public school. This is important. Remember that.
Now, today we were told to work with the person sitting next to us (in my case, Matt) and discuss the following question: "What should you, as teachers, expect from your students?" I told Matt that I would expect students to listen during class, pay attention to what is happening in class, and complete their assignments and try their best. Immediately Matt told me that would not work. He said that in public school many students simply sit in class. Nothing more. And that there was no way I could expect those things from all of my students. He said the only way I could expect all of those things in a classroom was if I was teaching at a small private school. Even then, he said, that would be pushing the limit.
I attended a private grade school (K and 1st grade), was homeschooling for four years, and then attended a private school for grades seven through twelve. I was expected to do many things. I was expected to do my homework. I was expected to attend class. I was expected to raise my hand to answer or ask questions. I was expected to participate in activities. I was expected to try, and to try my hardest. The idea that some students not trying was revolutionary.
I never thought of someone not wanting to be in school. Yes, I understand that going to school is mandatory in the U.S. But I never really considered that someone could just slide under the radar. I immediately felt hopeless. If I cannot expect a few things, that I think are essential, from students what can I expect? At the time it seemed like the answer was nothing.
I left class feeling down and out. I started to ask myself why I wanted to be a teacher in the first place. My first instinct was to call my boyfriend, Matt. (Not the same kid as the one in my education class...I know a great many Matt's.) I told him how I felt and then asked his opinion. Matt told me that yes, in high school many students do not try. He used his brother as an example. He did not try in class or always complete his assignments. He said too, that when he is teaching Physics in the future and a student is not doing well he would try to work with the student. Matt thinks that completing homework is important. At the same time, he understands that not all students are good at homework, like some students are not good at tests.
That got me to thinking. If my students are not trying, or simply not doing well, then what can I do to make the situation better and help them? I have since come to the conclusion that a teacher should expect something from students. In addition, I have also concluded that the students should have expectations for the teacher as well.
Also, if a student is not contributing, well, that is the way it is. But I can change that. I can help students. I need to hold expectations for my students. And if the expectations are not met, I can try my hardest to help. If even then the expectations are not met, so be it. Maybe it would do a student good to fail a class rather than slide under the radar. Isn't that what teachers are really here for? To teach? I will not be a teacher if all that is expected of me is to give students high grades. That is not the point of teaching.
The point is to convey information, ideas, and questions to students in a way that makes sense to their current condition. The point is to engage students in the hunger for learning: to make students think and most importantly, I believe, ask.
I hoped this made sense. But if it did not, so be it. If you want clarification, ask. Asking questions brings greater thoughts into the mind of students. And we are all students, are we not?
May you always learn through the grace of God,
Alycia
That is a big question. Instead of answering that question first, I'd like to tell you a story about my class today. In class, I sat next to a boy named Matt. Matt is a college sophomore as well (all the students taking School and Society are). He attended a private Catholic grade school and upon entering 9th grade he was placed in the public school. This is important. Remember that.
Now, today we were told to work with the person sitting next to us (in my case, Matt) and discuss the following question: "What should you, as teachers, expect from your students?" I told Matt that I would expect students to listen during class, pay attention to what is happening in class, and complete their assignments and try their best. Immediately Matt told me that would not work. He said that in public school many students simply sit in class. Nothing more. And that there was no way I could expect those things from all of my students. He said the only way I could expect all of those things in a classroom was if I was teaching at a small private school. Even then, he said, that would be pushing the limit.
I attended a private grade school (K and 1st grade), was homeschooling for four years, and then attended a private school for grades seven through twelve. I was expected to do many things. I was expected to do my homework. I was expected to attend class. I was expected to raise my hand to answer or ask questions. I was expected to participate in activities. I was expected to try, and to try my hardest. The idea that some students not trying was revolutionary.
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| First day of Kindergarten |
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| First Day of Second Grade |
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| First Day of Seventh Grade |
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| High School Graduation |
I never thought of someone not wanting to be in school. Yes, I understand that going to school is mandatory in the U.S. But I never really considered that someone could just slide under the radar. I immediately felt hopeless. If I cannot expect a few things, that I think are essential, from students what can I expect? At the time it seemed like the answer was nothing.
I left class feeling down and out. I started to ask myself why I wanted to be a teacher in the first place. My first instinct was to call my boyfriend, Matt. (Not the same kid as the one in my education class...I know a great many Matt's.) I told him how I felt and then asked his opinion. Matt told me that yes, in high school many students do not try. He used his brother as an example. He did not try in class or always complete his assignments. He said too, that when he is teaching Physics in the future and a student is not doing well he would try to work with the student. Matt thinks that completing homework is important. At the same time, he understands that not all students are good at homework, like some students are not good at tests.
That got me to thinking. If my students are not trying, or simply not doing well, then what can I do to make the situation better and help them? I have since come to the conclusion that a teacher should expect something from students. In addition, I have also concluded that the students should have expectations for the teacher as well.
Also, if a student is not contributing, well, that is the way it is. But I can change that. I can help students. I need to hold expectations for my students. And if the expectations are not met, I can try my hardest to help. If even then the expectations are not met, so be it. Maybe it would do a student good to fail a class rather than slide under the radar. Isn't that what teachers are really here for? To teach? I will not be a teacher if all that is expected of me is to give students high grades. That is not the point of teaching.
The point is to convey information, ideas, and questions to students in a way that makes sense to their current condition. The point is to engage students in the hunger for learning: to make students think and most importantly, I believe, ask.
I hoped this made sense. But if it did not, so be it. If you want clarification, ask. Asking questions brings greater thoughts into the mind of students. And we are all students, are we not?
May you always learn through the grace of God,
Alycia
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Education Course
I am currently taking an education course at SMU called School and Society in conjunction with a drug abuse awareness course. We are currently focusing on the politics of education. One of the major topics in the education book we are using is the Civil Rights Movement and cultural teaching.
The Civil Rights Movement excerpts in our book have concentrations on standing up for personal beliefs. Many of the teachers in the excerpts are white and male teaching in lower-income African American schools.
It got me to thinking about my own approach to teaching. To be honest, when I imagined myself five or six years from now, I am teaching in front of a small class of predominantly white students in a Catholic private school. That is what I know. I attended a private school from Kindergarten and first grade. Then I attended a public school in second grade. It was the only public school I have ever attended. Then I was home-schooled by my mom third grade through sixth grade. After that I was a student at Bethlehem Academy for seventh grade through my Senior year. Now I am attending Saint Mary's University.
All of the schools I have been enrolled in (or are currently enrolled in) are filled with middle class white students. Except B.A. There, we had some Hispanic and African American students. I never thought of teaching in an inner-city school, or lower income community. Never crossed my mind. Maybe once, but if it did I didn't think about it very long.
Now I am starting to rethink my approach to teaching. In the most recent after-college future, I won't be teaching at a private school. I'll probably be teaching at a Naval base school. Yes, Matt has decided, after four years of deliberation, that he wants to be in the Navy. The plan is: after we get married we go the the naval base in Illinois. Then I'll follow him wherever he goes.
Lord,
May you grant me the patience and determination to work with students of all cultural backgrounds. Help me to be the best teacher I can be. Let me remember that no matter what happens, Thy will be done.
Amen.
So now I need to think about teaching different children. Not the ones I have been surrounded by. Students who are very different from me; culturally, mentally, and socially. If anyone has any advice for a very (I'll admit it) White Midwestern female future teacher, do not hesitate. :)
Well, I should really start working on homework right now. Sigh. Wish me luck.
Loves and Hugs,
Alycia
The Civil Rights Movement excerpts in our book have concentrations on standing up for personal beliefs. Many of the teachers in the excerpts are white and male teaching in lower-income African American schools.
It got me to thinking about my own approach to teaching. To be honest, when I imagined myself five or six years from now, I am teaching in front of a small class of predominantly white students in a Catholic private school. That is what I know. I attended a private school from Kindergarten and first grade. Then I attended a public school in second grade. It was the only public school I have ever attended. Then I was home-schooled by my mom third grade through sixth grade. After that I was a student at Bethlehem Academy for seventh grade through my Senior year. Now I am attending Saint Mary's University.
All of the schools I have been enrolled in (or are currently enrolled in) are filled with middle class white students. Except B.A. There, we had some Hispanic and African American students. I never thought of teaching in an inner-city school, or lower income community. Never crossed my mind. Maybe once, but if it did I didn't think about it very long.
Now I am starting to rethink my approach to teaching. In the most recent after-college future, I won't be teaching at a private school. I'll probably be teaching at a Naval base school. Yes, Matt has decided, after four years of deliberation, that he wants to be in the Navy. The plan is: after we get married we go the the naval base in Illinois. Then I'll follow him wherever he goes.
Lord,
May you grant me the patience and determination to work with students of all cultural backgrounds. Help me to be the best teacher I can be. Let me remember that no matter what happens, Thy will be done.
Amen.
So now I need to think about teaching different children. Not the ones I have been surrounded by. Students who are very different from me; culturally, mentally, and socially. If anyone has any advice for a very (I'll admit it) White Midwestern female future teacher, do not hesitate. :)
Well, I should really start working on homework right now. Sigh. Wish me luck.
Loves and Hugs,
Alycia
Puppies!
I got to visit Matt this weekend! It was fun.
On Saturday we went with Ben & Mary, Eric & Jessie, and Kevin (yep, Kevin was the 'seventh wheel,' poor Kevin) to a corn maze just outside of Menomonie. It was really fun. First, we drove up to the farm, got out of the car, and were greeted by three of the sweetest dogs (besides Matt's, of course). They were Great Pyrenees; large, white dogs with a calm temperament. There was ...Bruno, I think that was his name, the dad; Peanut, the mom; and the only pup they kept from the spring litter, Deedee, a sweet young girl. I learned three things about the Great Pomeranian breed from the owners and runners of the corn maze.
Great Pyrenees Facts:
1. They are very calm dogs, even as puppies. They are perfectly happy to lolly-gag around.
2. If you pet one and stop petting it, the dog will lift one of his or her's front paws and whack you with it. It's genetic. Strange, eh?
3. The two of you (you and the dog), can come nose to nose and he will not lick you. This, too, is genetic! I for one am not a dog kissing fan, so this fact makes me very, very, very happy.
4. They're essentially guard dogs. They will protect any animal (or human, for that matter) that they are raised with.
Ok, so that came out to four fun facts about the breed. But the facts are all pretty cool, huh???
One other fact I forgot about: on their hind legs there are an additional two "toes." The two extra toes are located on the back of their heels. Odd, but neat.
So that's my story, and I'm sticking to it. ;-)
Peace and God Bless,
Live Jesus in our hearts forever,
Alycia
On Saturday we went with Ben & Mary, Eric & Jessie, and Kevin (yep, Kevin was the 'seventh wheel,' poor Kevin) to a corn maze just outside of Menomonie. It was really fun. First, we drove up to the farm, got out of the car, and were greeted by three of the sweetest dogs (besides Matt's, of course). They were Great Pyrenees; large, white dogs with a calm temperament. There was ...Bruno, I think that was his name, the dad; Peanut, the mom; and the only pup they kept from the spring litter, Deedee, a sweet young girl. I learned three things about the Great Pomeranian breed from the owners and runners of the corn maze.
Great Pyrenees Facts:
1. They are very calm dogs, even as puppies. They are perfectly happy to lolly-gag around.
2. If you pet one and stop petting it, the dog will lift one of his or her's front paws and whack you with it. It's genetic. Strange, eh?
3. The two of you (you and the dog), can come nose to nose and he will not lick you. This, too, is genetic! I for one am not a dog kissing fan, so this fact makes me very, very, very happy.
4. They're essentially guard dogs. They will protect any animal (or human, for that matter) that they are raised with.
Ok, so that came out to four fun facts about the breed. But the facts are all pretty cool, huh???
One other fact I forgot about: on their hind legs there are an additional two "toes." The two extra toes are located on the back of their heels. Odd, but neat.
So that's my story, and I'm sticking to it. ;-)
Peace and God Bless,
Live Jesus in our hearts forever,
Alycia
Thursday, September 16, 2010
I Believe....
In an Education course I had yesterday, we listed to a radio edit. On a radio show called "I Believe," a kindergartner, Tarak McLain shared 30 of his beliefs. His beliefs were for a special event in kindergarten, the 100th day of school. Most kids bring a hundred pennies or cotton balls. This boy brought a list of 100 beliefs.
At first I thought it was just a cute little diddly. But Tarak is a really deep kid. He has the capacity for understanding so many things that I never even imagined of in Kindergarten.
So, inspired by Tarak's list, I decided to make one of my own.
I Believe...
1.That as big as this universe is, and how little we may seem, God put us here for a reason.
2.We should be able to walk down the sidewalk singing at the top of our lungs...and NOT get strange looks.
3.That the trust of a child should be our model.
4.I need to slow down. You know, smell the roses.
5.I have found the love of my life, my one and only.
6.Sadness and pain have a purpose.
7.The only valid role models should be Jesus and the saints.
8.We should understand that we're not perfect. We'll never be perfect.
9.That family should play a more important part in society than it does now.
10.That parents should play a key role in their childrens education.
11.A friend is one of the best gifts you can get.
12.Thunderstorms are the best kind of symphony.
13.We should hug more.
14.We wont be able to save the world from wars, because this world and the people in it are imperfect.
15.That doesn't mean we should stop trying.
16.True love does not mean "never having saying you're sorry."
17. True love is the exact opposite.
18. We should all stop being cosmopolitan and start focusing on family.
19.Teachers aren't thanked enough for the work they do.
20.In the arms of my man, I feel truly blessed and loved.
So yeah. There's my list. I hope you appreciate it. If you don't...sucks for you, I guess. :-)
Well, I must be going now. I have Education homework to tend to.
See ya, homies!
Alycia
At first I thought it was just a cute little diddly. But Tarak is a really deep kid. He has the capacity for understanding so many things that I never even imagined of in Kindergarten.
So, inspired by Tarak's list, I decided to make one of my own.
I Believe...
1.That as big as this universe is, and how little we may seem, God put us here for a reason.
2.We should be able to walk down the sidewalk singing at the top of our lungs...and NOT get strange looks.
3.That the trust of a child should be our model.
4.I need to slow down. You know, smell the roses.
5.I have found the love of my life, my one and only.
6.Sadness and pain have a purpose.
7.The only valid role models should be Jesus and the saints.
8.We should understand that we're not perfect. We'll never be perfect.
9.That family should play a more important part in society than it does now.
10.That parents should play a key role in their childrens education.
11.A friend is one of the best gifts you can get.
12.Thunderstorms are the best kind of symphony.
13.We should hug more.
14.We wont be able to save the world from wars, because this world and the people in it are imperfect.
15.That doesn't mean we should stop trying.
16.True love does not mean "never having saying you're sorry."
17. True love is the exact opposite.
18. We should all stop being cosmopolitan and start focusing on family.
19.Teachers aren't thanked enough for the work they do.
20.In the arms of my man, I feel truly blessed and loved.
So yeah. There's my list. I hope you appreciate it. If you don't...sucks for you, I guess. :-)
Well, I must be going now. I have Education homework to tend to.
See ya, homies!
Alycia
Monday, August 23, 2010
Long Time No See
Hey there! I haven't posted in a while because life has been pretty hectic lately. Perhaps we should do a brief summary of what has been going on this lovely month of August.
Week #1: My Birthday
I had my 19th birthday on the 2nd! I have officially been an adult for a full year now. That Saturday Matt took me to Ikea (next to the Mall of America) for my birthday. We spent an hour and a half looking through the showrooms and spent another hour and a half buying things that we need for college this year. One of the many things I bought was a cookware set. I am so excited to have pasta night in my hall this year!!!!
Week #2: Goodhue County Fair
Monday the 9th was the first day of the fair this year. But because I didn't enter any projects this year, I didn't have to go to the fairgrounds until Wednesday, the 11th. On Wednesday Arts In had their first two performances at the fair! Not going to lie, they weren't our best performances ever, but the kids did a good job. I was soooo proud of my babies!
We three directors have a running joke that the Arts In kids are like our babies. During camp they were little and just starting to walk, then on Travel Day they were just heading out to school for the first time. And the County Fair was like sending them off to high school. On September 4th they will perform at the Harkness Stage in the 4-H Building at the Minnesota State Fair. I can't wait to watch my babes!
Aside from Arts In, I also went to the youth dance on Friday night. The Goodhue County 4-H Ambassadors had invited my boyfriend, Matt, to be their DJ. I got to accompany him. So while Matt did his thing with the music, I sang and danced with the kids (many of which were Artsies).
I also danced with my friend Chris, a fairly good dancer. But there's one problem that Chris has: he always manages to maim his dance partners in some way or another. In my case, he dropped me onto the gravel and I scrapped up my leg really badly AS WELL AS him stepping on my foot and breaking off half of my big toe nail. All I can say is: "I will never dance with Chris R. again." You have the right to call me stupid if I dance with him a second time.
All in all, it was a really good time.
Week #3: Nanny Alycia and Watermelon
The third week of August was pretty uneventful. I watched darling little Georgia. Thursday was my last day, and I was surprised with a gift from Georgia's family. They gave me a $15 Burly Coffee Cafe gift certificate (how lucky am I!!!!!) and an adorable lap desk.
After I was done with Georgia on Thursday, Matt came to my house from Wisconsin and picked me up. We traveled to his parent's house in Anoka and stayed there for the night. The next morning Matt, his mom Julie, his step dad Scott, his stepbrother Andrew, his best friend Owen, and his girlfriend (me!) all left for his grandpa's house in Vining, MN.
We all went to Grandpa Bud's (that is what everyone calls Matt's grandpa) house for Watermelon Day. This was my second year helping with Watermelon Day. On Friday we set up the Bingo and Music/Dance tents. That means that we (a) set up the tents, (b) picked up tables from Vining Community Center and set them up under the Bingo tent, (c) picked up the chairs from Vining Lutheran Church and set them up, and finally (d) picked up 12 packs of pop from the lone convenience store, Big Foot.
Saturday, the festive Watermelon Day, we did much less. All we had to do was chill out and play card games, tour many of the craft booths, eat cheese curds and hamburgers and shakes, watch the parade, and work at the bingo tent. Oh, and take down all of the tables, lights, extra prizes, stands, and chairs from the bingo tent.
Sunday we all attended the outdoor worship service, ate at Big Foot (yes, the convenience store is also a small restaurant joint) for brunch, and returned to Anoka.
All in all it was a wonderful weekend. I had a fun time with "the guys" (Matt, Andrew, and Owen) and working the bingo tent. I can't wait for next year! Some links to inform you about Watermelon Day and Vining are here, hither, and tither, and yon.
Week #4: Currently Happening
That brings us to this this week. As of right now, it is Monday. Not to much happening so far. But this Sunday I get to leave for college. I'll update you if anything else happens.
Hugs and Loves,
Alycia
Week #1: My Birthday
I had my 19th birthday on the 2nd! I have officially been an adult for a full year now. That Saturday Matt took me to Ikea (next to the Mall of America) for my birthday. We spent an hour and a half looking through the showrooms and spent another hour and a half buying things that we need for college this year. One of the many things I bought was a cookware set. I am so excited to have pasta night in my hall this year!!!!
Week #2: Goodhue County Fair
Monday the 9th was the first day of the fair this year. But because I didn't enter any projects this year, I didn't have to go to the fairgrounds until Wednesday, the 11th. On Wednesday Arts In had their first two performances at the fair! Not going to lie, they weren't our best performances ever, but the kids did a good job. I was soooo proud of my babies!
Aside from Arts In, I also went to the youth dance on Friday night. The Goodhue County 4-H Ambassadors had invited my boyfriend, Matt, to be their DJ. I got to accompany him. So while Matt did his thing with the music, I sang and danced with the kids (many of which were Artsies).
I also danced with my friend Chris, a fairly good dancer. But there's one problem that Chris has: he always manages to maim his dance partners in some way or another. In my case, he dropped me onto the gravel and I scrapped up my leg really badly AS WELL AS him stepping on my foot and breaking off half of my big toe nail. All I can say is: "I will never dance with Chris R. again." You have the right to call me stupid if I dance with him a second time.
All in all, it was a really good time.
Week #3: Nanny Alycia and Watermelon
The third week of August was pretty uneventful. I watched darling little Georgia. Thursday was my last day, and I was surprised with a gift from Georgia's family. They gave me a $15 Burly Coffee Cafe gift certificate (how lucky am I!!!!!) and an adorable lap desk.
After I was done with Georgia on Thursday, Matt came to my house from Wisconsin and picked me up. We traveled to his parent's house in Anoka and stayed there for the night. The next morning Matt, his mom Julie, his step dad Scott, his stepbrother Andrew, his best friend Owen, and his girlfriend (me!) all left for his grandpa's house in Vining, MN.
We all went to Grandpa Bud's (that is what everyone calls Matt's grandpa) house for Watermelon Day. This was my second year helping with Watermelon Day. On Friday we set up the Bingo and Music/Dance tents. That means that we (a) set up the tents, (b) picked up tables from Vining Community Center and set them up under the Bingo tent, (c) picked up the chairs from Vining Lutheran Church and set them up, and finally (d) picked up 12 packs of pop from the lone convenience store, Big Foot.
Saturday, the festive Watermelon Day, we did much less. All we had to do was chill out and play card games, tour many of the craft booths, eat cheese curds and hamburgers and shakes, watch the parade, and work at the bingo tent. Oh, and take down all of the tables, lights, extra prizes, stands, and chairs from the bingo tent.
Sunday we all attended the outdoor worship service, ate at Big Foot (yes, the convenience store is also a small restaurant joint) for brunch, and returned to Anoka.
All in all it was a wonderful weekend. I had a fun time with "the guys" (Matt, Andrew, and Owen) and working the bingo tent. I can't wait for next year! Some links to inform you about Watermelon Day and Vining are here, hither, and tither, and yon.
Week #4: Currently Happening
That brings us to this this week. As of right now, it is Monday. Not to much happening so far. But this Sunday I get to leave for college. I'll update you if anything else happens.
Hugs and Loves,
Alycia
Monday, August 16, 2010
And The Lightbulb Turns On!
I was just browsing along on the internet, and i saw something awesome: a bag made from a burlap bag. And not just any burlap bag-one that coffe beans were kept in. So now I think that I have to make myself one. Now all I have to do is go to Burly and ask if they have any spare bags. Hopefully they'll give me one. I would love them forever and ever and ever! ...Not that I don't love them already. :)
Quick note: the link is for Burly Coffee Cafe's Facebook page. There is only ONE Burly-found right in Cannon Falls! How cool is that? It's the best coffee I've had in my life. And the only Coffee I ever want to have.
Quick note: the link is for Burly Coffee Cafe's Facebook page. There is only ONE Burly-found right in Cannon Falls! How cool is that? It's the best coffee I've had in my life. And the only Coffee I ever want to have.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Thy will be done, Lord
I know I didn't post this on the day it happened, but one of my past State Arts In directors died last Friday, August 6th.
The link here is a newscast done by WCCO about Jake Benesh's death, my past SAI director. During my first year of SAI (I was going into my sophomore year of high school), Jake was a fellow participant of mine. That was also when Matt and I met. Mine and Matt's second year of SAI, Jake was a Student Director. Now, I won't say I was best friends with Jake, or even close friends. Truth be told, he kind of annoyed me at times. But who doesn't? One of the things I did like about Jake was that he was completely devoted to his faith.
My first year in SAI, during Prep Week, there was a big storm. In the middle of the night, we were all told to take our bedding down to the main level of the 4-H Hilton and sleep on the floor.
I believe the next day was a Sunday. Instead of sending us off to our respected worship sites (we Catholics would have walked a few blocks down the street to the Catholic Church nearby), our Directors asked that we stay on the Fairgrounds for our safety, and partially so the media wouldn't go on a rampage about 100 4-Hers "trapped" on the Fairgrounds (we were all completely safe). Those of us who wished to, could participate in a morning worship service conducted by our Director, some Student Directors, and some participants. For the worship service we gathered outside at the stage in front of the 4-H building. We sang a few familiar hymns, made butterflies out of paper (there was a meaning behind this, it was really touching), and some of the participants gave their testimonies.
Jake gave his testimony that morning. It was really beautiful. It was about how he was raised Luthern, and how he wasn't really involved with God's plan-just doing his own thing. Then he went to a Baptist service with a friend and fell in love with all the love he was experiencing there. Later, he was baptized a Baptist. He was really active in his church community, and I believe it was this (or the past) summer that he went to Jamacia on a mission trip.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that even though he bugged me at times or he might of been a little bossy, he was a really wonderful person. And even though we do not share the same denomination of faith, his trust in God was something I want to aspire to. Rest In Peace, Jake Benesh. Please watch over me and help me to grow in faith like you did, and put all my trust in God. Watch over all of our fellow Artsies, be our guiding hand.
Thy will be done, Lord,
Alycia
*Short note: State Arts In (or SAI) is much like County Arts In, except on a larger scale and for people who have completed grades 9 though 13. Instead of meeting at the County Fair Grounds, all the SAI participants stay at the Minnesota State Fair Grounds, in the 4-H building (lovingly called the 4-H Hilton). Instead of 3 days, we take a whole week to learn the show (called Prep Week), and the techies build the stage, the costumers make our costumes, and the band practices like crazy. We have a short break where we go home, and then come back for the whole length of the Minnesota State Fair.*
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| Me Singing At SAI Prep Week 2007 (My First Year) |
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| Performing For SAI2008-It Was A Castle Theme (I am center in purple dress) |
My first year in SAI, during Prep Week, there was a big storm. In the middle of the night, we were all told to take our bedding down to the main level of the 4-H Hilton and sleep on the floor.
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| All Of Us Sleeping On The 4-H Hilton Floor |
I believe the next day was a Sunday. Instead of sending us off to our respected worship sites (we Catholics would have walked a few blocks down the street to the Catholic Church nearby), our Directors asked that we stay on the Fairgrounds for our safety, and partially so the media wouldn't go on a rampage about 100 4-Hers "trapped" on the Fairgrounds (we were all completely safe). Those of us who wished to, could participate in a morning worship service conducted by our Director, some Student Directors, and some participants. For the worship service we gathered outside at the stage in front of the 4-H building. We sang a few familiar hymns, made butterflies out of paper (there was a meaning behind this, it was really touching), and some of the participants gave their testimonies.
Jake gave his testimony that morning. It was really beautiful. It was about how he was raised Luthern, and how he wasn't really involved with God's plan-just doing his own thing. Then he went to a Baptist service with a friend and fell in love with all the love he was experiencing there. Later, he was baptized a Baptist. He was really active in his church community, and I believe it was this (or the past) summer that he went to Jamacia on a mission trip.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that even though he bugged me at times or he might of been a little bossy, he was a really wonderful person. And even though we do not share the same denomination of faith, his trust in God was something I want to aspire to. Rest In Peace, Jake Benesh. Please watch over me and help me to grow in faith like you did, and put all my trust in God. Watch over all of our fellow Artsies, be our guiding hand.
Thy will be done, Lord,
Alycia
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Rain and Pants
It's raining and I am not wearing pants right now. These two things are not related in any way.
It's raining because, well, God said so. It's been raining for about 15 minutes straight, now.
It's raining because, well, God said so. It's been raining for about 15 minutes straight, now.
And I am not wearing pants because this little cutie (Miss Georgia) decided that her diaper wasn't full enough already.
So we had a leaky diaper leak onto my lap. Slightly icky. But luckily, I'm used to babies and their bladders, so it didn't come to be much of a shock. It was just a little....unexpected present. :-P
Thrilling Tuesday
Ahh, Tuesday: not as annoying as Monday, and yet not as fantastic as Friday. Tuesday is a wonderful 'middle of the week' day. But I woke up at 6 am, which seems a little early for my taste. But that's what coffee is for!
As I do most mornings, I rode my bike to Georgia's. It was rather pretty this morning. A fog was above the corn fields in the bottom of the valley. Well, Georgia is awake now, so I should probably get the babe.
Toodles on Tuesday!
Alycia
Ummm, Ummm, coffee!
As I do most mornings, I rode my bike to Georgia's. It was rather pretty this morning. A fog was above the corn fields in the bottom of the valley. Well, Georgia is awake now, so I should probably get the babe.
Toodles on Tuesday!
Alycia
Monday, August 9, 2010
Arts In
I think I have mentioned this before, but I am one of the directors for my county Arts In this summer. Just to reiderate: Arts In is a Minnesota performing arts program, in which 4-H members (generally students from 5th grade to the first year of college) gather to learn a show and then perform the show.
The Arts In show has a basic (but fun) storyline, with 7 to 9 songs throughout the show. This year, we wrote a show based on superheros.
This Year's Storyline:
The citizens of Metropolis gather to welcome back their superheros from saving the world. After telling the citizens of their super-saving deeds, the superheros must fly off to the library and reassemble the book shelf.
But, after many attempts to fly to no avail, the superheros begin to wonder what has happened-why wont their powers work? The villians show up, and show that they have stollen the superheros powers.
The citizens of metropolis are eager to assist the heros in getting back the power, but are denied the opportunity. The hero's refuse to be helped by amatures-the heros have always been the ones to save the day, why should they need the citizens to help them now?
"Ok," say the citizens, "so what are you going to do, you don't have superpowers anymore." Coming to that realization, the heros start to loose hope.
The citizens tell the heros that they will help them to fight against the villians, with the power of numbers! Together, they will defend Metropolis! After singing a totally awesome song, three citizens rush to show everyone that they have the superheros powers back!
And shockinly enough, the citizens have the villians in tow. The villians apologize for taking the powers, and tell everyone that they want to help protect the city too!
The end!
*I shall post photos later*
The Arts In show has a basic (but fun) storyline, with 7 to 9 songs throughout the show. This year, we wrote a show based on superheros.
This Year's Storyline:
The citizens of Metropolis gather to welcome back their superheros from saving the world. After telling the citizens of their super-saving deeds, the superheros must fly off to the library and reassemble the book shelf.
But, after many attempts to fly to no avail, the superheros begin to wonder what has happened-why wont their powers work? The villians show up, and show that they have stollen the superheros powers.
The citizens of metropolis are eager to assist the heros in getting back the power, but are denied the opportunity. The hero's refuse to be helped by amatures-the heros have always been the ones to save the day, why should they need the citizens to help them now?
"Ok," say the citizens, "so what are you going to do, you don't have superpowers anymore." Coming to that realization, the heros start to loose hope.
The citizens tell the heros that they will help them to fight against the villians, with the power of numbers! Together, they will defend Metropolis! After singing a totally awesome song, three citizens rush to show everyone that they have the superheros powers back!
And shockinly enough, the citizens have the villians in tow. The villians apologize for taking the powers, and tell everyone that they want to help protect the city too!
The end!
*I shall post photos later*
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Going back to School
Ok folks, here's the deal.
In less than a month I am going back to Saint Mary's University (aka SMU, pronounced smoo), for my sophmore year of college.
My freshman year was pretty good, excepting my roommate. I think it is a rule that everyone is supposed to have one bad roommate experience. But freshman year is over and done with, and I don't need to worry about that anymore. This year I am lucky enough to have a singles dorm. :D
But now I have to buy more things this year. Last year, I brought the mini fridge, the window fan, the rug... You get the picture. My roommate brought the microwave,coffee machine, TV, etc. As you can probably tell, now I have to replace all of those things that I didn't bring last year. For my birthday, my parents told me that they would buy me a microwave. Yay! Check one item off of the list.
In addition to those things that I need to buy because my roommate brought them last year, I also have to get a desk chair. The one I had brought to school last year, I had had for about 3 other years before that. It was a plastic swivle chair...and it broke. Oops! So now a desk chair is in the cards.
But my mom brought up an idea: instead of getting the classic desk-swivle chair, I could get an exercise ball. My mom is pregnant with her seventh child (I can't wait for the new sibling to arrive), and her midwife suggested that she get an exercise ball to support her back, abs, and relax her puffy feet. (Sorry Mom, I don't mean to insult you...but you have complained about your feet being puffy.)
I think it might be fun to have an exercise ball for my desk chair. What do you think?
In less than a month I am going back to Saint Mary's University (aka SMU, pronounced smoo), for my sophmore year of college.
My freshman year was pretty good, excepting my roommate. I think it is a rule that everyone is supposed to have one bad roommate experience. But freshman year is over and done with, and I don't need to worry about that anymore. This year I am lucky enough to have a singles dorm. :D
But now I have to buy more things this year. Last year, I brought the mini fridge, the window fan, the rug... You get the picture. My roommate brought the microwave,coffee machine, TV, etc. As you can probably tell, now I have to replace all of those things that I didn't bring last year. For my birthday, my parents told me that they would buy me a microwave. Yay! Check one item off of the list.
In addition to those things that I need to buy because my roommate brought them last year, I also have to get a desk chair. The one I had brought to school last year, I had had for about 3 other years before that. It was a plastic swivle chair...and it broke. Oops! So now a desk chair is in the cards.
But my mom brought up an idea: instead of getting the classic desk-swivle chair, I could get an exercise ball. My mom is pregnant with her seventh child (I can't wait for the new sibling to arrive), and her midwife suggested that she get an exercise ball to support her back, abs, and relax her puffy feet. (Sorry Mom, I don't mean to insult you...but you have complained about your feet being puffy.)
I think it might be fun to have an exercise ball for my desk chair. What do you think?
Dog Day
I just found out last night that my boyfriend's dog was put down. My boyfriend, Matt, found out minutes after I did, via his mom's facebook status. Matt didn't know about it because he's not living at home this summer. Matt is living near his college campus, working with the campus to clean up the dorm buildings.
Matt knew that Jasper was getting old, and that they would have to put him down sometime this summer. He had asked his mom, Julie, not to tell him when she was going to put Jasper down until later in the day, so that way Matt wouldn't have a cruddy day. But when we said goodnight via skype, I could tell Matt wasn't doing well.
I felt horrible because
a) I couldn't be there for him
b) I started crying before he did. My boyfriend loves his dogs, especially Jasper because Jasper has been with him through almost all of his hard times.
c) And he didn't feel like talking about it.
I know Matt didn't want to talk because (and he told me this) it's something he wants to do in person. So thank goodness he's coming to visit this weekend.
On a happier note, I just had my 19th birthday on Monday! :D And, for my birthday, Matt's going to take me to Ikea in the Twin Cities. I hope that will be a nice break for him.
Matt knew that Jasper was getting old, and that they would have to put him down sometime this summer. He had asked his mom, Julie, not to tell him when she was going to put Jasper down until later in the day, so that way Matt wouldn't have a cruddy day. But when we said goodnight via skype, I could tell Matt wasn't doing well.
I felt horrible because
a) I couldn't be there for him
b) I started crying before he did. My boyfriend loves his dogs, especially Jasper because Jasper has been with him through almost all of his hard times.
c) And he didn't feel like talking about it.
I know Matt didn't want to talk because (and he told me this) it's something he wants to do in person. So thank goodness he's coming to visit this weekend.
On a happier note, I just had my 19th birthday on Monday! :D And, for my birthday, Matt's going to take me to Ikea in the Twin Cities. I hope that will be a nice break for him.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Interesting Vacay
Hey Everyone!
I'm back from camping with the family. Good news-we got to leave on Sunday night instead of Monday morning! We had an interesting drive through Duluth, as there was a LOT of construction work going on. And while we were resting at a Rest Stop (haha!) I got a horribly painful charlie horse in my right calf. Ouch. Even though we had a difficult journey, we all arrived at Lake Cadotte at 6 AM!
Cadotte is a long and wide, crystal clear lake...with a surprising number of dead crawdads at the bottom. We counted at least 20 by the boat launch. Luckily, there weren't any at the swimming area. We spent one whole day at the beach-Emily and Elias had a blast.
Cadotte Lake Review:
Likes:
1. Large, open, clear lake
2. Sandy beach
3. Lakeside camping site-gorgeous morning view of the lake
4. Close to Lake Superior-allows for a fun day of riding along the north shore and sight seeing.
5. Empty sites-This Cadotte campsite seems very unknown. The campground had over 23 sites, and only about 10 had people in them. Not only that, but less than half the sites are reservable, which worked out great for us!
6. The old school water pump! Emily, Elias, and I all had a blast using the old pump to fill our water jugs and to take a drink.
Dislikes:
1. Open campsites-you can see directly into the campsites around you. And hear every one's obnoxious generators.
2. The dead crawdads in the lake-yuck!
3. Rain-but that's to be expected up north. The weather will change in an instant.
4. My brother Mikey's consistent wining. He decided to be a crab while we were at Cadotte because a) we weren't at Ely, b) more specifically, we weren't at Fenske Lake, and c)he didn't have much luck fishing.
One day while we were at Cadotte it started raining. So we all got into the Excursion and took off to explore the North Shore! We spent most of the day stopping at trails or waterfalls. We even spent some time on Superior looking for agates, sweet rocks that are mostly only found in the Midwest. Agates are somewhat transparent, with lines running through them. I tend to think they look like layers of caramel stacked on top of each other.
Superior Photo, L to R: Emily (in front L corner), Me, Mikey
And on our rainy day we even got to visit Cascade River! Cascade River is kinda special to our family, because two years ago we spent Christmas at Cascade Lodge, which as you may guess, is right next to the river. I think it might have even been Christmas day when we decided to take the hike to the river. So we got to go there again! This time, we went without snowsuits.
Cascade Bridge Photo L to R: Me and Mikey...Greg, Emily, and Katrina (far back)...and Elias (front in brick red shirt).
But then the alternator went out in the Excursion and we lost all battery power. Thank goodness we were parked at the auto shop of Two Harbors!! Turns out they wouldn't be able to get a new alternator and fix the problem until the next day, but they were kind enough to give all 8 of us a ride back to the camp site.
The next day we got the Excursion back, packed up our things, and headed for Ely (aka Lake Fenske a ways away from Ely). The first night there wasn't any sites available in the camp ground, so we slept in the pavilion. And it rained. Then the next night we were lucky enough to have a campsite. And it rained. Then the next day (Friday), Dad said heck with this, we're leaving. And we came home.
Sorry for the short ending...this is a lot of writing and I get bored easily. :)
But since we came back on Friday instead of Saturday (we planned on extending our vacation to Saturday...didn't happen), I got to go to Wisconsin yesterday to visit my wonderful boyfriend, Matt. :D We had a fun time. Matt's brother Andrew was javascript:void(0)visiting, too, and we all went disk golfing. Sad news-I'm horrible at disk golf. Even sadder news-Matt and Andrew are STELLAR at disk golf. I think they got a kick out of my lack-of-skills.
Picture: Matt playing with my webcam in my freshman dorm
So that's the story of this weekend.
Yahweh bless!
Alycia
I'm back from camping with the family. Good news-we got to leave on Sunday night instead of Monday morning! We had an interesting drive through Duluth, as there was a LOT of construction work going on. And while we were resting at a Rest Stop (haha!) I got a horribly painful charlie horse in my right calf. Ouch. Even though we had a difficult journey, we all arrived at Lake Cadotte at 6 AM!
Cadotte is a long and wide, crystal clear lake...with a surprising number of dead crawdads at the bottom. We counted at least 20 by the boat launch. Luckily, there weren't any at the swimming area. We spent one whole day at the beach-Emily and Elias had a blast.
Cadotte Lake Review:
Likes:
1. Large, open, clear lake
2. Sandy beach
3. Lakeside camping site-gorgeous morning view of the lake
4. Close to Lake Superior-allows for a fun day of riding along the north shore and sight seeing.
5. Empty sites-This Cadotte campsite seems very unknown. The campground had over 23 sites, and only about 10 had people in them. Not only that, but less than half the sites are reservable, which worked out great for us!
6. The old school water pump! Emily, Elias, and I all had a blast using the old pump to fill our water jugs and to take a drink.
Dislikes:
1. Open campsites-you can see directly into the campsites around you. And hear every one's obnoxious generators.
2. The dead crawdads in the lake-yuck!
3. Rain-but that's to be expected up north. The weather will change in an instant.
4. My brother Mikey's consistent wining. He decided to be a crab while we were at Cadotte because a) we weren't at Ely, b) more specifically, we weren't at Fenske Lake, and c)he didn't have much luck fishing.
One day while we were at Cadotte it started raining. So we all got into the Excursion and took off to explore the North Shore! We spent most of the day stopping at trails or waterfalls. We even spent some time on Superior looking for agates, sweet rocks that are mostly only found in the Midwest. Agates are somewhat transparent, with lines running through them. I tend to think they look like layers of caramel stacked on top of each other.
Superior Photo, L to R: Emily (in front L corner), Me, Mikey
And on our rainy day we even got to visit Cascade River! Cascade River is kinda special to our family, because two years ago we spent Christmas at Cascade Lodge, which as you may guess, is right next to the river. I think it might have even been Christmas day when we decided to take the hike to the river. So we got to go there again! This time, we went without snowsuits.
Cascade Bridge Photo L to R: Me and Mikey...Greg, Emily, and Katrina (far back)...and Elias (front in brick red shirt).
But then the alternator went out in the Excursion and we lost all battery power. Thank goodness we were parked at the auto shop of Two Harbors!! Turns out they wouldn't be able to get a new alternator and fix the problem until the next day, but they were kind enough to give all 8 of us a ride back to the camp site.
The next day we got the Excursion back, packed up our things, and headed for Ely (aka Lake Fenske a ways away from Ely). The first night there wasn't any sites available in the camp ground, so we slept in the pavilion. And it rained. Then the next night we were lucky enough to have a campsite. And it rained. Then the next day (Friday), Dad said heck with this, we're leaving. And we came home.
Sorry for the short ending...this is a lot of writing and I get bored easily. :)
But since we came back on Friday instead of Saturday (we planned on extending our vacation to Saturday...didn't happen), I got to go to Wisconsin yesterday to visit my wonderful boyfriend, Matt. :D We had a fun time. Matt's brother Andrew was javascript:void(0)visiting, too, and we all went disk golfing. Sad news-I'm horrible at disk golf. Even sadder news-Matt and Andrew are STELLAR at disk golf. I think they got a kick out of my lack-of-skills.
Picture: Matt playing with my webcam in my freshman dorm
So that's the story of this weekend.
Yahweh bless!
Alycia
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Camping Packing List
Ok! It is the day before we leave to go camping. And sadly, I haven't made a packing list as of yet. (Uh-oh!) So I thought I would post my packing list here! On me blog!
Firstly, I should tell you a little about our trip. Usually, we take a 6 hour drive north to Fenske Lake, which is right next to the town, Ely. Ely is your typical tourist trap town-but they do have some great restaurants. I think they also have a shoe store where you can buy Birkenstock's, my favorite sandals!
While my family is at Fenske we have a wonderful time tent-camping.
Mikey usually goes fishing; he'll leave at 8 or 9 in the morning, come back for lunch, and then leave to go fishing again until supper. It's about all he does. But if he's happy, I'm ok with that. :)
Picture: Mikey, Katrina, and Uncle Earl leaving the shore to go fishing. 2009 Fenske Camping Trip.
I think my dad gets a kick out of being a "lumberjack." You know, out in the wilderness, chopping wood, and cooking steak in the fire pit. That's right. I said steaks. When we go camping we always have one night that we have steaks. Yum!
My mom just really enjoys being outdoors. She's been camping at Fenske since she was a little kid. But this year we're going to try something new! We're going camping at Cadotte Lake! It's also north of where we live, but it's only a 4 hour drive instead of the 6 hour drive to Fenske.
We've never been there before, but I think it will be pretty fun. Mom said that if we don't like it, we can just leave the campground and head off to Fenske. So no matter what, we'll have a good time. :)
I should really get back to my original job. The packing list. Things to note when I'm writing the list: we're leaving tomorrow (Monday) and we're going to be camping til Saturday (I think, either that or we're leaving Friday). That makes 6 days and 5 nights. Here goes:
Clothing:
2 shorts
3 pairs of jeans
1 Capri
1 sundress
2 or 3 tank tops
4 shirts
1 long sleeved shirt
1 sweatshirt
1 track jacket
Bandanna (If you don't have a shower-and most likely you don't have a blow drier-you're going to need something to cover up your wild hair)
Baseball cap
PJ's: sweatpants and shirt
7 pairs of socks
7 pairs of undies
4 "boulder holders"
1 belt
Tennis shoes-Asics and Nike
Birkenstock sandals
Flip Flops
Swimsuit
Bathroom:
Multivitamin
Calcium Chews
Face Wash
Toner (and cotton balls)
Moisturizer
Deodorant (even though you're going to smell like bug spray most of the time, you probably don't want to sweat horribly)
Toothbrush
Toothpaste
Pony Tail Holders
"Feminine Products"
Body lotion
Hair brush
Nail Clipper (you'll never know when you'll get a hang nail or a sliver!)
Razors (bring 2 disposables: they can rust if kept in a humid climate after being used, and you might loose one)
Hand sanitizer (even if you have first class bathrooms where you're camping, you probably don't have first class bathroom users-stay clean!)
Lip Balm
Some basic makeup products-Cover up, eye shadow, blush
Electronics:
Cell phone
Phone charger
Ipod
Ipod charger
Headphones
DVD Player (for my younger siblings on the road)
DVD Player plug in
Kid DVDs-Disney and Curious George
Miscellaneous:
Notebook
Song Lyrics (for Arts In show)
Show Script
Pencils and Pens
Book to read (lots of free time in the woods)
Purse
Flashlight
Pillow
Sleeping Bag
David (my teddy bear :D)
*Don't use this list for all of your camping needs, as I am not the only one going on the trip- my mom is packing all of the other necessities*
So that's everything! I hope to write about my trip next week! Over and out!
Firstly, I should tell you a little about our trip. Usually, we take a 6 hour drive north to Fenske Lake, which is right next to the town, Ely. Ely is your typical tourist trap town-but they do have some great restaurants. I think they also have a shoe store where you can buy Birkenstock's, my favorite sandals!
While my family is at Fenske we have a wonderful time tent-camping.
Mikey usually goes fishing; he'll leave at 8 or 9 in the morning, come back for lunch, and then leave to go fishing again until supper. It's about all he does. But if he's happy, I'm ok with that. :)Picture: Mikey, Katrina, and Uncle Earl leaving the shore to go fishing. 2009 Fenske Camping Trip.
I think my dad gets a kick out of being a "lumberjack." You know, out in the wilderness, chopping wood, and cooking steak in the fire pit. That's right. I said steaks. When we go camping we always have one night that we have steaks. Yum!
My mom just really enjoys being outdoors. She's been camping at Fenske since she was a little kid. But this year we're going to try something new! We're going camping at Cadotte Lake! It's also north of where we live, but it's only a 4 hour drive instead of the 6 hour drive to Fenske.
We've never been there before, but I think it will be pretty fun. Mom said that if we don't like it, we can just leave the campground and head off to Fenske. So no matter what, we'll have a good time. :)
I should really get back to my original job. The packing list. Things to note when I'm writing the list: we're leaving tomorrow (Monday) and we're going to be camping til Saturday (I think, either that or we're leaving Friday). That makes 6 days and 5 nights. Here goes:
Clothing:
2 shorts
3 pairs of jeans
1 Capri
1 sundress
2 or 3 tank tops
4 shirts
1 long sleeved shirt
1 sweatshirt
1 track jacket
Bandanna (If you don't have a shower-and most likely you don't have a blow drier-you're going to need something to cover up your wild hair)
Baseball cap
PJ's: sweatpants and shirt
7 pairs of socks
7 pairs of undies
4 "boulder holders"
1 belt
Tennis shoes-Asics and Nike
Birkenstock sandals
Flip Flops
Swimsuit
Bathroom:
Multivitamin
Calcium Chews
Face Wash
Toner (and cotton balls)
Moisturizer
Deodorant (even though you're going to smell like bug spray most of the time, you probably don't want to sweat horribly)
Toothbrush
Toothpaste
Pony Tail Holders
"Feminine Products"
Body lotion
Hair brush
Nail Clipper (you'll never know when you'll get a hang nail or a sliver!)
Razors (bring 2 disposables: they can rust if kept in a humid climate after being used, and you might loose one)
Hand sanitizer (even if you have first class bathrooms where you're camping, you probably don't have first class bathroom users-stay clean!)
Lip Balm
Some basic makeup products-Cover up, eye shadow, blush
Electronics:
Cell phone
Phone charger
Ipod
Ipod charger
Headphones
DVD Player (for my younger siblings on the road)
DVD Player plug in
Kid DVDs-Disney and Curious George
Miscellaneous:
Notebook
Song Lyrics (for Arts In show)
Show Script
Pencils and Pens
Book to read (lots of free time in the woods)
Purse
Flashlight
Pillow
Sleeping Bag
David (my teddy bear :D)
*Don't use this list for all of your camping needs, as I am not the only one going on the trip- my mom is packing all of the other necessities*
So that's everything! I hope to write about my trip next week! Over and out!
Friday, July 16, 2010
Dear Family
Sorry bloggers-I know I haven't "blogged" for about a month, but it's been pretty crazy. Lots of work, little free time. But, on with my story.
Dear Family,
I love how you were so thoughtful in allowing me and my pregnant mother to bond. And even better-bond while watching six children! You knew that we would have better conversations if the rest of you weren't there, so it's perfectly understandable that you decided to give all of us some "alone time" by leaving for a Twins game at the new Target Field. All of you are so thoughtful!
Mom and I really appreciate the serentity of watching my two siblings and four cousins for the entire evening. You knew that we wouldn't want to do anything else. It brings tears to my eye when I think of how well you know us.
Thank you,
A
P.S. Next time, think about shooting your feet off before you even DARE consider doing this again.
Narration:
Sorry folks. If you haven't guessed it yet, my little "letter" is dripping with sarcasm. Here's the story behind it:
My dad's side of the family: his parents, his sister (my Aunt A), Aunt A's husband Uncle T, and their children; Andrew, H, B, A, and M, all came to our house.
Origionally, all of the male things, including two of my brothers and my dad, were supposed to have a guys night at the Twins game tonight.WELL, that plan changed rapidly. Without my mumzy or me knowing it. In the end, my grandma, Aunt A, and K (my sista), all joined the crew.
Everybody thought it would be a GREAT idea to make my mom and I stay at home with my sister E (7), brother E (5), and cousins H (3rd grade), B (2nd grade), A (4), and M (2).
The girls; E, H, B, and my brother E, play very well together and don't get into trouble. I hardly have to watch them unless they are in the pool. On the other hand, the two younger boys, A and M, are little terds. They are whiny, attention-grabbing, complaining, loud, obnoxious, and without boundries. Oh, not to mention A decided that he is afraid of our free-range chickens and refused to go outside for half the night.
Then, when we were all swimming, A and M decided that they were afraid of water and didn't want to go near the pool. (While I was watching the 6 kids swimming, my mom was going to have some quiet time to herself. That obviously didn't happen since I can't watch two stinkers while they are inside and I am outside with four kids.)
So in other words, they made my mom and I feel like we were in a living hell. It was just horrendous. I can't believe my dad would just tell all of our relatives that it is perfectly fine to dump 6 kids in our laps and leave. It's the next morning and I'm still pissed off. (Parden my language.)
So now it's Saturday. Origionally, my immediate family was supposed to leave for vacation today. We're going up north to camp out. But no. My dad thought it would be ok to NOT TELL MY MOM and let us have my grandpa's 60th birthday party at our house. And hey, why not invite his sister (my Aunt A) and her family along with my grandparents, to stay for the weekend? Mom won't mind! Smooth move exlax.
If it isn't quite obvious, my mom and I are sorely dissapointed at my dad for a) inviting everyone to stay at our house for 2 nights, b) dump us with 6 kids, and c) cut our vacation time by having a birthday party.
Not to mention that yesterday morning and early afternoon, while Mom was at a lab and midwife appointment and I was at work being a nanny, Dad thought that mowing the lawn was more important than cleaning the house. Mom had told him to clean the house. Can you tell that he takes good direction? Because, you know, we sleep and eat on the grass.
I know it seems like I'm harping on Dad a lot. But he should realize that a) you need to inform people of what is going on AT LEAST 2 weeks ahead of time, or better yet b) always consult your pregnant wife and 6 children before you do something completely stupid. Ok, so maybe what he did wasn't really stupid, but he should really check with the fam.
Oh, and to make matters worse, Dad and my grandpa are out GOLFING while the rest of us were cleaning the house this morning. THANKS POPS!
P.S. Bloggers, I hope to have a happier post next time. Sorry for all of the negativity. :-P
PEACE OUT SUCKERS!
Dear Family,
I love how you were so thoughtful in allowing me and my pregnant mother to bond. And even better-bond while watching six children! You knew that we would have better conversations if the rest of you weren't there, so it's perfectly understandable that you decided to give all of us some "alone time" by leaving for a Twins game at the new Target Field. All of you are so thoughtful!
Mom and I really appreciate the serentity of watching my two siblings and four cousins for the entire evening. You knew that we wouldn't want to do anything else. It brings tears to my eye when I think of how well you know us.
Thank you,
A
P.S. Next time, think about shooting your feet off before you even DARE consider doing this again.
Narration:
Sorry folks. If you haven't guessed it yet, my little "letter" is dripping with sarcasm. Here's the story behind it:
My dad's side of the family: his parents, his sister (my Aunt A), Aunt A's husband Uncle T, and their children; Andrew, H, B, A, and M, all came to our house.
Origionally, all of the male things, including two of my brothers and my dad, were supposed to have a guys night at the Twins game tonight.WELL, that plan changed rapidly. Without my mumzy or me knowing it. In the end, my grandma, Aunt A, and K (my sista), all joined the crew.
Everybody thought it would be a GREAT idea to make my mom and I stay at home with my sister E (7), brother E (5), and cousins H (3rd grade), B (2nd grade), A (4), and M (2).
The girls; E, H, B, and my brother E, play very well together and don't get into trouble. I hardly have to watch them unless they are in the pool. On the other hand, the two younger boys, A and M, are little terds. They are whiny, attention-grabbing, complaining, loud, obnoxious, and without boundries. Oh, not to mention A decided that he is afraid of our free-range chickens and refused to go outside for half the night.
Then, when we were all swimming, A and M decided that they were afraid of water and didn't want to go near the pool. (While I was watching the 6 kids swimming, my mom was going to have some quiet time to herself. That obviously didn't happen since I can't watch two stinkers while they are inside and I am outside with four kids.)
So in other words, they made my mom and I feel like we were in a living hell. It was just horrendous. I can't believe my dad would just tell all of our relatives that it is perfectly fine to dump 6 kids in our laps and leave. It's the next morning and I'm still pissed off. (Parden my language.)
So now it's Saturday. Origionally, my immediate family was supposed to leave for vacation today. We're going up north to camp out. But no. My dad thought it would be ok to NOT TELL MY MOM and let us have my grandpa's 60th birthday party at our house. And hey, why not invite his sister (my Aunt A) and her family along with my grandparents, to stay for the weekend? Mom won't mind! Smooth move exlax.
If it isn't quite obvious, my mom and I are sorely dissapointed at my dad for a) inviting everyone to stay at our house for 2 nights, b) dump us with 6 kids, and c) cut our vacation time by having a birthday party.
Not to mention that yesterday morning and early afternoon, while Mom was at a lab and midwife appointment and I was at work being a nanny, Dad thought that mowing the lawn was more important than cleaning the house. Mom had told him to clean the house. Can you tell that he takes good direction? Because, you know, we sleep and eat on the grass.
I know it seems like I'm harping on Dad a lot. But he should realize that a) you need to inform people of what is going on AT LEAST 2 weeks ahead of time, or better yet b) always consult your pregnant wife and 6 children before you do something completely stupid. Ok, so maybe what he did wasn't really stupid, but he should really check with the fam.
Oh, and to make matters worse, Dad and my grandpa are out GOLFING while the rest of us were cleaning the house this morning. THANKS POPS!
P.S. Bloggers, I hope to have a happier post next time. Sorry for all of the negativity. :-P
PEACE OUT SUCKERS!
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
This Morning
I looked out the window when I woke up, and what did I see? Shadows! And do you know how you get shadows? With SUNLIGHT!!! Now, this picture isn't from when I woke up (at 6 am). I took this pic at 8, while Georgia was taking a nap.
Georgia is the little girl I am nannying this summer. At 6 months old, she is absolutely adorable! She's just been a little fussy lately. Her parents think she's going through a crying phase. I just might agree with them. She cries when she wakes up from a nap, when I set her in the exersaucer, and when I put her in the swing. Let's just hope this ends soon!
But on to other news! I am so excited for County Arts In! For those of you who don't know, Arts In is a 4-H program. In our county, an origional play is made and in three days kids from grades 5 to 12 are taught the songs and dances for the show. At the end of three days, the performers put on a show for their parents and family. Then, about a week later, there is a performance day in which the show is performed at county nursing homes and at Vasa Childrens Home (a school/home for children and young adults with disabilities). After that, the show is performed at the county fair.
Last year I acted as Assistant Director. I choreographed a few songs (3, I think)and helped the kids learn their lines, and any other things that Beth (the Director) wanted me to do.
This year, I am going to be one of three directors. The other two are Isaiah and Amelia, two wonderful fellow 4-Hers that I worked with last year. Next Tuesday is our first meeting to work on ideas and songs. I think I have a few good ones! If you have any good ideas, let me know!
Georgia is the little girl I am nannying this summer. At 6 months old, she is absolutely adorable! She's just been a little fussy lately. Her parents think she's going through a crying phase. I just might agree with them. She cries when she wakes up from a nap, when I set her in the exersaucer, and when I put her in the swing. Let's just hope this ends soon!
But on to other news! I am so excited for County Arts In! For those of you who don't know, Arts In is a 4-H program. In our county, an origional play is made and in three days kids from grades 5 to 12 are taught the songs and dances for the show. At the end of three days, the performers put on a show for their parents and family. Then, about a week later, there is a performance day in which the show is performed at county nursing homes and at Vasa Childrens Home (a school/home for children and young adults with disabilities). After that, the show is performed at the county fair.
Last year I acted as Assistant Director. I choreographed a few songs (3, I think)and helped the kids learn their lines, and any other things that Beth (the Director) wanted me to do.
This year, I am going to be one of three directors. The other two are Isaiah and Amelia, two wonderful fellow 4-Hers that I worked with last year. Next Tuesday is our first meeting to work on ideas and songs. I think I have a few good ones! If you have any good ideas, let me know!
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
The Last
When I think about this as my last year in 4-H, half of me says, "I don't want it to end" and the other half of me says, "I can't wait for the craziness to end!" There will be no more county dues, no last minute projects, and no working at the county fair.
And sincde I've been at college the whole school year, I feel so disconnected. I went to the May ambassador meeting, and none of my close buddies were there. (Most of them have graduated from 4-H anyway.) And there were a bunch of young new-bloods that I had never met. So I felt really out of place.
But my local club is almost exactly the same. Only, for the first time since the eighth grade, I wasn't an officer sitting in the front. So that was a bit different.
Even then, what I really can't wait until I don't have to work at the county fair. I don't mind working the ambie booth (which is basically a directory for the 4-H building and the rest of the fair)...until someone says we can't socialize. And then all of my friends leave and I'm really bored. Yawn. What I hate the most (well, it's more like dislike with the passion of a thousand burning suns) is working at the animal shows. The beef and dairy shows don't last more than 4 hours. Poultry shows, on the other hand, start at six pm one night and don't get done til about two am the next morning. I've worked two poultry shows, and have since then told the people who organize the work schedule that I refuse to work animal shows.
And sincde I've been at college the whole school year, I feel so disconnected. I went to the May ambassador meeting, and none of my close buddies were there. (Most of them have graduated from 4-H anyway.) And there were a bunch of young new-bloods that I had never met. So I felt really out of place.
But my local club is almost exactly the same. Only, for the first time since the eighth grade, I wasn't an officer sitting in the front. So that was a bit different.
Even then, what I really can't wait until I don't have to work at the county fair. I don't mind working the ambie booth (which is basically a directory for the 4-H building and the rest of the fair)...until someone says we can't socialize. And then all of my friends leave and I'm really bored. Yawn. What I hate the most (well, it's more like dislike with the passion of a thousand burning suns) is working at the animal shows. The beef and dairy shows don't last more than 4 hours. Poultry shows, on the other hand, start at six pm one night and don't get done til about two am the next morning. I've worked two poultry shows, and have since then told the people who organize the work schedule that I refuse to work animal shows.
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