7 random things
A few weeks ago, Frum tagged me to do the 7 random things meme. Well, at the time I w as caught up in all school and the drama that exists in my head, so I never got around to it. Forgive me, Frum. So, Scott, tagged me recently, and I knew I just had to go ahead and do it.
I’ve done this before . . . but I really don’t think there is anything that people don’t already know. However, “I am supposed to write 7 random facts about me and then tag 7 other bloggers to do the same.” I am not going to mandate that people do this–therefore, I am NOT going to their site and telling them they were tagged. If they come here, see the tag and decide to do it great. . . Here are the people I’m tagging b/c I would like to know more about them:
- When I was in middle and high school, I actually wrote stories and books. I remember years ago looking at them and thinking, oh boy, “where was my head?” But at the same time, I was impressed with my thoughts and my writing. I remember a teacher once telling me that I was a poor writer. I think I stopped writing at that point. It wasn’t until I got to college that my confidence in writing was rebuilt. (Yeah, I know I have functional issuess–like spelling, grammar and the transition from my head to typing sometimes results in mechanical errors.) It was my professors who gave me A’s on my papers, some read my papers outloud to the class as stellar examples and comments from the readers at the writing lab (they proof read papers and helped students get started writing. I often got the comment “this is really good” or “we just need to fix a few grammatical things.”) Needless to say, I have always loved storytelling and great stories. I think thats why I majored in History b/c everyday I went to class it was like hearing a great story. I wish that I could do that for my own students bring the information alive like a story. . . anyway, if I were not a teacher, I’d want to be a writer!
- I can’t stand poetry. I don’t know why, but I hate it. It is so abstract. Just tell me what you mean and don’t make me have to figure it out. That’s why I didn’t major in English or Literature. I did pretty well in my English courses, but that poetry always made me earn a B.
- I yell at my 7th period. I didn’t realize this until a student brought it to my attention. One of the students in my 2nd period that helps clean up the classroom after school, said to me last week, “Miss A, you yell at your 7th period. You don’t yell at us like that. The most you ever say to our class is: come on, you guys.” (Imagine her saying this with a nerdy voice–it was so me–I laughed.) I asked her what she heard. She responded “When I came up to my locker, I heard you fussing and yelling about their talking. You don’t talk to us that way. I didn’t even think you yelled.” Boy, was I embarrassed. I don’t want to be “that” teacher. After this conversation, I tried to make a conscious effort not to yell in 7th period. It didn’t really work. On the last day before break, I was still fussing. I’m going to pray about this, because I need DELIVERANCE!!! And a different strategy cause the yellin ain’t workin!
- I’m a loud talker. I grew up talking loud. But, as an adult I learned to calm it down. However, when I teach I find myself talking loud again. And sometimes when I have personal conversations, I just don’t make the transition back to normal talking. It is embarrassing to blow people away . . . and imagine me at the mall on cellphone, truly embarrassing.
- Last night, I walked in my bedroom closet without stepping on something for the first time since I moved here. Whoa, you may say. The closet became the storage area for EVERYTHING. If I didn’t know what to do with it, I’d throw it in the closet. So, I desperately needed to find some long sleeve and quarter lenth stuff for my trip and so I had to clean it out. OMG, BECKY!!!! It looks so great. It was so exciting, I danced a jig in the closet. If anyone is interested I will take pic.
- There are over 450 items in my google reader. And I just can’t delete them. It’s just like all of the paper I have here at the house. I feel like I need to go through every single peice and not just dump it. I tried to keep up with all of my blogs, but I couldn’t b/c of school. So over break and while I’m traveling, I’m going to try and clear it out.
- I hated Sarah Palin. . .she was a beautiful and sarcastic woman. The saracasm is what made me hate her. And the fact that she played on people’s fears. On the other hand, (since I can’t do 8 items), I LOVE my IPOD. I wish I had gotten the 16 gig!


