An English Teacher’s Sick Day #sol14

Last night, I felt the crash coming.  The past two weeks were finally catching up to me.  I was cold, I kept coughing, and I was losing my voice.  Because my life never slows down I decided the best decision was to call out today and try to let my body rest.  So I did just that.

The plan was to sleep late, rest, have some chicken noodle soup, and hopefully kick this cold’s butt.  I did do some of that, thankfully.  But I forgot that the dogs don’t take sick days, so we still took 3 walks.  Then I remembered I had to leave feedback on freshman rough drafts.  The students are writing their Romeo & Juliet and adolescent brain development essays a little differently this year and it requires more work from me.  The students just submitted rough drafts and rather than grading just the final draft, I am providing feedback on the rough drafts.

Eighty rough drafts.

Three to five pages.

And a works cited list.

I am crazy.  I realize this.

Thank goodness the essays are really interesting and most of them are well-written.  But I spent a good 5-6 hours reading and providing feedback today and I only finished 25 essays. I know this is worthwhile work.  I know this is the best thing I can do for my students.  But oh my word.  So.many.essays.

See you all in 14 more hours.

11454297503_e27946e4ff_h

A Day in the Life #sol14

8am Wake up

8:05am Walk the dogs .75 miles

8:40am Leave for SAT tutoring

8:55am Stop at Starbucks because it’s Sunday which means I can have a frappucino!

9:10am Arrive at SAT tutoring.  Make copies, get organized, find my paycheck, get kids signed in,

9:30-11am Critical reading SAT class.

11:00-11:10am Break.  Make more copies

11:10-12:30pm Writing SAT class

12:30-1:00pm Run errands.  This means stop at the TJMaxx down the road and browse.

1:05pm Drive home

1:30 Arrive home and get ready to take the dogs for a walk.

1:40-2:50 Walk the dogs two miles at the local county park.  It was much colder than I expected it to be!

2:50pm Drive home and drop the dogs off

3:00 Food shopping and various errands

4:20pm Clean up around the house, watch some March Madness, check my bracket

5:30pm Eat dinner.  Thankfully, it’s leftovers so I don’t have to do much,

6:30pm Feed the dogs

7:00pm Walk the dogs another mile.  This is only around the block so it’s easy.

7:30pm.  Shower, do laundry, get the house straightened up.  Watch the end of the Iowa St/UNC game.  Check bracket.

8:15-10pm Work on comments for student research essays via Googledocs and answer email.

10:00-10:30pm Prepare Kongs to keep the dogs occupied this week.

10:30-10:45 Read for a few minutes.  Not enough minutes. :(

10:45-11:00pm Write blog post

11:00-11:30 Finish checking student teacher’s plans, leaving comments on students’ Slice of Life blogs, and plan what I am wearing tomorrow.

11:45pm Publish blog post and head to bed!

Honored #sol14

I’m still on cloud nine and it’s late so this will be short and sweet.

Today I spent my Saturday at the New Jersey Council of Teachers of English annual conference at Montclair University. I heard author Jeff Hirsch speak, I met great colleagues from across the state, and I got to hang out with Chris and Michelle (my amazing colleague).

Why was Chris at an English teacher conference?

Because this happened:

20140323-002750.jpg

Thanks to a nomination by Michelle I was named the NJCTE English Language Arts Teacher of the Year. Michelle gave a beautiful speech that included a letter from one of my seniors and I could barely keep it together.

I feel silly accepting an award like this because so many people make me the teacher I am today: my colleagues, my students, Chris, my family, my friends, my PLN, and so many others. So I share this award with all of them

Thank you. ;

Reminiscing #sol14

11454297503_e27946e4ff_hTonight I chaperoned the school semiformal.  It was a little bittersweet for me, as it was the last non-prom dance for my seniors.  But it was adorable because everyone was dressed up and we even had a few promprosals (one of which I was able to participate in).

But the best part of tonight was when the student DJs played Shakira’s “Hips Don’t Lie”.  Immediately I was transported back to college.  Without hesitation I pulled out my phone and sent a text to my college girlfriends.

love you girls and miss you!  the dj at the school dance just played shakira’s “hips don’t lie” and it made me think of you! *szeretlek*

I wasn’t expecting a response as it was 9pm on a Friday night. We are spread up and down the East coast now and some of us have babies, new jobs, new friends, and other things that keep us occupied on a Friday night.  But almost immediately I got a response.

ahhh!  I’m having flashbacks!

And before I could respond, another text came in:

Hahah! Just leaving the gym and “slave 4 u” and “toxic” both came on my ipod!

We proceeded to reminisce for a few minutes via text and it was great to share those memories.  Music has played such a huge role in my life and certain songs always bring me back to different moments in my life.  Those three songs we talked about tonight transported me back to Douglass College circa 2001-2003.   I love that we can reach out to each other thanks to technology.  While we may not see each other as often as we did when we shared a dorm, we can still get in touch with the pressing of a few buttons.  Those girls are still my best friends and I don’t know what I would do without them.

Now if only we could find some time to hang out!

Not-so-free Italian Ice #sol14

I’ve spent the past four days dreaming of my free Rita’s Italian Ice on the first day of spring.  It’s a tradition for Rita’s to offer free ices on the first day of spring and I’ve been going since college.  When I was at Douglass my girlfriends and I piled into a car for the short drive down Ryder’s Lane.  We’d wait on the line and shoot the breeze, enjoying the beautiful weather.  Then we’d sit at the picnic tables overlooking Ryders Lane and eat our Italian ice, sampling the flavors everyone got.

After that, Chris and I used to go after he got out of work.  We’d head to the closest Rita’s when he lived in his apartment after graduation and there was rarely a line.  It was glorious!

Then when I started working in Manalapan my friends and I would head to Rita’s immediately after school on the first day of spring.  We’d wait on line, usually behind some of our current or former students, and we’d eat our ices in the parking lot.  We’d decompress from the day at school and start counting down the days until summer vacation.

Now we all work at different schools.  Chris and I are on opposite sides of the state during the day and while there is a Rita’s near his office there isn’t one within 15 miles of my school.  Chris sent me a picture of the Key Lime Italian ice he enjoyed during his lunch and I waited patiently to get mine after school.  What flavor would I get?  Lemon? Mango?  Maybe pay a dollar for the dollop of soft serve on top?

I came home from school and took the dogs for a quick walk.  Then I got them into the car, figuring the outing would be good for them, and headed to the nearest Rita’s.  The parking lot was a bit of mess but from my vantage point the line didn’t look bad.  I’d probably have to wait a few minutes but I had time.

Then I walked around the other side of the building and saw the real line.  It looked something like this:

Screen Shot 2014-03-20 at 11.31.50 PM

It had to be an hour long.  And I didn’t have the patience for that.  Neither did the dogs that I had foolishly brought with me for the supposedly short trip.

I went home sad and still craving Italian ice.  Dinner came and went and couldn’t stop thinking about the water ice I missed out on.  I’d been waiting for it all week.

That’s when I decided I was going to get that water ice and I wasn’t going to wait on any lines.  Chris and I hopped in the car and made our way to Ralph’s Italian Ice, a local staple that I prefer over Rita’s.  Sure, it cost me $3 for my chocolate mousse creme ice but that was a lot cheaper than my time!

20140320-225903.jpg

Dublin is in the background, hoping he can have my Italian ice. I don’t think so, buddy!

Saying Goodbye #sol14

11454297503_e27946e4ff_hMy brain is shot, so this will be a short slice of life.

In between the myriad of things I have to do this week, I also wrote a goodbye letter to my seniors.  It will be published in the yearbook so it’s due tonight.

It’s the hardest piece I’ve ever written.

This is “my” class.  I started teaching at HTHS when they arrived as freshmen.  When I signed on as the Class of 2014 advisor it seemed like 2014 was light years away.  Suddenly, it’s here.

The kids are in the middle of planning prom and graduation.  Some of them have senioritis.  There are days when I can’t wait for graduation.  But those days are few and far between.

Who will quote Mean Girls with me next year?  Who will send me frantic emails about baked goods in the middle of the night?  Who will make me laugh?  These seniors are amazing and I can’t imagine the school without them.  But I’m so proud of them and I know they are going to accomplish great things in the years to come.  I just wish it didn’t mean saying goodbye to them.

 

My name is Sarah and I’m a Caffeine Addict #sol14

 

 

 

 

Some days, I feel like I need caffeine in order to survive.  I spent years eschewing coffee because I only saw my grandmother drinking it black.  It smelled bitter and looked unappetizing.  But in the last year or so, I’ve picked up a habit of drinking frappucinos.  I refer to them as milkshakes with caffeine because they aren’t “real” coffee, but they do the trick.

I don’t drink frappucinos everyday.  Usually once a week or so, if I’m really tired.  It’s a nice treat and Starbucks sends me coupons so it’s not that expensive.  I figure I deserve the treat every so often.

But I do rely on them.  And they do cost money.

So I gave up drinking coffee for Lent.

No s’mores coffee from Wawa in the morning.  No mocha cookie crumble frappucinos to get me through the week.  No iced salted caramel lattes.

So far, it hasn’t been that bad.  I cheated last Sunday and had a grande mocha frap from Starbucks but that’s ok.  I subscribe to the belief that you are allowed to cheat on your Lenten focus on Sundays.  I went to Catholic school, so it’s totally legit.

But guys, this week is killing me.  I have a full week at work, two middle school enrichment classes on the other side of the county on Monday and Wednesday night, a dance to chaperone on Friday night, a conference in North Jersey on Saturday, and tutoring for three hours on Sunday.  It’s only Tuesday and I’m already exhausted.

All I can think about is this:

20140318-223841.jpg

I think I might crack.  I can’t imagine making it through the rest of the week without a good, healthy dose of caffeine.  Tea, soda, and other drinks just don’t do it for me.

I can feel the wall starting to crack already.  And it’s only Tuesday night…..

 

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 7,406 other followers