It is late on this Monday night. I find that the Summer time, which should be a time for a break, ends up being when I do the most random odd jobs and try the most different experiences. As a result, I have to remind myself to do the things that I want to do instead of the things that randomly crop up that I end up doing.
So - now after pressure washing the front porch, doing a bit of working out, getting the kids to bed, and a number of other experiences, I am tired and know I need to write just a bit before going to bed.
I've started my first class involving gifted education today. This is in preparation to get fully gifted certified. The class this summer is about the emotional needs of gifted students. As I read through the documents and such I am reminded of myself as a middle schooler - in the gifted program. I never had the chance to experience a gifted high school program. I have to wonder what it will be like to see these kids grow into adults through their high school experience. How does gifted express itself in the older grades?
I will write more tomorrow. For today, I am about to pass out.
Good night.
Mr. E.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Composting My Life
I can remember a number of years back when I was in college - before Facebook, Myspace, and Twitter were all the rage I had something called a Bloopdiary. I posted entries nearly every day - sometimes two or three in one day. These were not simply status messages but complete blogs - most with quotes and concepts that I and my blog friends would comment on and discuss. Eventually, I began blogging on Myspace and lost my Bloopdiary. They had a feature that allowed you to download a complete text backup of the blog - but of course, I lost my backup. Now I sit back a bit stunned realizing all of the knowledge about myself that I lost. Ever since then I have gone between trying to blog and becoming a status message junkie - lost in the two or three sentence updates that make up my life.
While I realize the importance of my readers knowing if and when I go to the toilet, I also recognize the need to get back into the habit of consistent blogging. Unfortunately, this is much like trying to start a diet or a workout regiment or kill Palmetto bushes. It takes much perseverance. So, I have deleted my older entries on this blog, most of which seemed forced and less than honest and will try and compost all of the different ways that I used to write and begin writing again.
Perhaps I will finally recapture that ability to journal that I have had even since high school. To be honest, much of what I do on blogging has little to do with readers. No-one remembers my poetry, my song, my prose, or my discoveries - most of the time I forget myself. What I can do however is at sundry times find my own musings and I am reminded either that I am smarter than I thought or dumber than a box of ill-polished rocks.
Yes, this will inevitably involve a lot about teaching - but really this will be more of a personal blog. If you read it, do so at your own peril or enjoyment. I enjoy comments and readers and will enjoy you being part of this journey. It is important to reinvent oneself at times and I think writing often provides the best junk that becomes the compost heap of my life. I write and read and become different.
-Mr. E.
While I realize the importance of my readers knowing if and when I go to the toilet, I also recognize the need to get back into the habit of consistent blogging. Unfortunately, this is much like trying to start a diet or a workout regiment or kill Palmetto bushes. It takes much perseverance. So, I have deleted my older entries on this blog, most of which seemed forced and less than honest and will try and compost all of the different ways that I used to write and begin writing again.
Perhaps I will finally recapture that ability to journal that I have had even since high school. To be honest, much of what I do on blogging has little to do with readers. No-one remembers my poetry, my song, my prose, or my discoveries - most of the time I forget myself. What I can do however is at sundry times find my own musings and I am reminded either that I am smarter than I thought or dumber than a box of ill-polished rocks.
Yes, this will inevitably involve a lot about teaching - but really this will be more of a personal blog. If you read it, do so at your own peril or enjoyment. I enjoy comments and readers and will enjoy you being part of this journey. It is important to reinvent oneself at times and I think writing often provides the best junk that becomes the compost heap of my life. I write and read and become different.
-Mr. E.
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