How embarassing!!!!

Alright, so today I decided to take the bike to school because Dad couldn't pick me up after work. I rode it from my math class to the education building, where I had two classes. Then i rode it to the testing center so that I could take my math test. I left it there (because I work there later in the day) and took the shuttle back up to the main campus where I literally ran into my institute class....just a teensy bit late. After that I walked with Ryan to get lunch, ate and then got on the shuttle to get to work. Normal Thursday? That's what you think. I started work...things were going normal, walking around giving tests to people and giving instructions.

Little did I know.

My bike is just a teensy bit junky....alright, it's a heap of junk that was probably super glued 3 decades ago to keep it from falling apart. Well, the bike seat cover has almost completely come off, exposing the black foam underneath to any unsuspecting person...

The story goes on....

Right after I give the last instructions, I walk back up to the front desk. I say something random to Hilary and Mikelle, turn around, and sit down. "What is on your rear-end?!" Hilary exclaimed. "WHAT?!" I looked over my shoulder....I couldn't see what she was talking about. Mikelle: "It's black..it looks like you fell down or something!" I quickly recalled that I had not fallen down at all today. What could it be? Then Hilary asked :"Did you ride a bike today?"

Oh no. The bike. The black foam?

I bursted into laughter. "I rode a bike!!! Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Both replied that they hadn't seen it before. But here I had been waltzing around campus all day with this black powdery-dustish stuff on me....

Think that is funny? Just wait, it gets better!!

While I'm trying to help a client, Mandi walks in. The girls are still giggling behind me and she walks up to them and whispers "Is this about her pants?"

Thanks Mandi.

And during all of this Sam is sitting unsuspecting in the lab. Unless he noticed too.....Of course, I'm sure the whole world knows about this now....

My Elementary Ed Field Experience....

Week 1.....1.5 hrs

Today was my first time helping out at the AE elementary school! I loved being around the children, with all of their enthusiasm and energy. True, this energy can get out of hand, as I witnessed a couple of times. But Ms. B. was terrific at bringing chaos into order. She would count outloud from 10 to 1. By the time she got to 1, the class was quiet again! I was so amazed that something that simple would be so effective. That is definitely something I will remember to use while teaching!

I was able to help out with reading literacy this morning. Each of the students would take turns reading 2 paragraphs while their partners scored them on how well they did. One of the students asked me to read and so I did. He sighed as I read everything perfectly...I told him that I had had A LOT of practice and that he could get just as good if he kept practicing! He seemed okay with that idea. I also got to participate with a reader's theatre on Christopher Colombus. It was so enjoyable.

Week 2.....1.5 hrs

Ms. B and I were both running a little bit late this morning, so we didn't get to talk much before the 5th graders showed up. But we had just enough time for her to throw a couple of "word lists" at me and the names of three students who needed some help. I suppose that these word lists are kind of tests, but I tried to make it fun for each of them.

D., my first reader, had a little bit of trouble with "th" words. K. read his list PERFECTLY! He also told me about how he wants to read "The Hobbit" someday. Such a bright little one. Then came B. He did very well on a lot of the words but I'm not sure that he has been taught his phoenetic alphabet very well. He struggled with vowels. He had a hard time pronouncing words, so I had him spell them out. That helped him significantly.

Beethoven

I hate playing Beethoven when I'm not in the mood. It's just so irritating. Don't get me wrong, I love Beethoven-with a passion. But I just wasn't in the mood today and "woodshedding" Beethoven on a decidedly non-Beethoven day is the WORST! The dynamic changes are aich'n provoking and those 32nd notes....atrocious! How can anyone play those??? I haven't even mentioned the dissonances and those minor 7th chords. Beethoven was mad. To expect anyone to play that...it's unbelievable!! Not to mention the string crossings...*sigh*

And yet....

His level of emotion is so amazingly intense! Each time I play a phrase or a movement I feel...I feel pain, anger, joy, frustration or peace. Who he is, and what he was feeling comes out through the music he wrote. Beethoven can never die as long as his music is still played. I die again and again when I listen to his music. That may sound weird, but it's true. I love Beethoven. But, I hate him. It's a great relationship :D

11pm......

Here I am at 11pm. Blogging. Did I say it was 11? Yeah. I should be doing math homework, but I'm not. Instead, I'm here, blogging away. About what? I don't know yet. Maybe it will come if I keep typing and keep procrastinating math.

I said in an earlier post that it's the small, simple things in life that should make us happy. Yet, I can't help but hope and dream for the day when I finally get to wear that perfect white dress, and look into the eyes of a good man and know that he is mine forever. No more playing around, no more guessing, no more, no more. Just to be his and only his. To know. I long for that day more than ever. Yes, I am happy being single. I figure I lead a good life and that I have fun, but to share that fun with someone day in and day out, that seems good to me :D I just have to hang in there I guess. He'll find me eventually, right? But I'm not really looking for him, am I?

I suppose it would be easiest if I just let him ride the white horse up to my front door and sweep me off of my feet. I only think that because maybe I'm tired of going to the balls and trying to win the prince's heart. Those princes. They get it so easy. Announce a ball, then wait for everyone to show up, you have your pick of the ladies, kiss her by mid-night and the deal is sealed! Cinderella had it easy too! She had a fairy god-mother to take care of her. Ever thought about what the normal girls had to go through to get to the ball? And the Prince never even noticed them.

Hahah! Not that it is important to me anyways, but still. If I wasn't headed out on a mission maybe I'd be looking to hire a fairy god-mother.