7 minutes

7 minutes.

I just heard Erin say "7 minutes until our first special".

It's showtime! Bring on the Kindergarten!!!

The compliment of my life

I might have forgotten to tell some of you this. I am also coaching 5-8th grade Volleyball. I am SOOO excited about this, yet I don't really know what I'm doing. Aunt Diane has been great at sending me things and telling me what books I need to read to get ready for this adventure. I've had all of the girls in PE or in class, so it'll be nice to go into a group of girls I'm familiar with. I can't wait to get to know them better and to have fun with them and to coach them. I'm sure I'll be on the phone a lot with her, running things past her to see if I'm doing it right. The season is REALLY short-Sept and October- so it'll be here and over before I know it. (At least that's what I'm told...I'll tell you later if it was true!)

We just had a week of inservice which included early mornings, sessions and LONG nights of preparing the classroom. On Thursday my friends and I were there from 8:30am to 11:45pm. Yep. This is why teachers get all summer off. Last night was Back to School Night, which is where all the kids and parents come and meet their teachers. They don't really care to meet the Elementary Spanish teacher, so I was in the middle school orientation for 8th grade history. After it was over, the elementary coordinator tells me that the principal was looking for me. She tells me, "Mr. Jones said that the Spanish room has never looked better than it does now with the and 3 or 4 spanish teachers we've had and the 20+ years that he's been at the school." This is coming from a man who notices NOTHING and if he does notice something, he doesn't really tell you. He is a man of VERY FEW compliments. Maybe one every five years. My jaw would have hit the FLOOR if it was possible. I got the compliment of my life. I was so elated I didn't know what to say back.









Today Erin and I decided we needed on last "Hoorah for Summer" so we went to the pool and read a "fun book". We needed one last relaxing day before our year begins. School starts on Monday. I have no clue what I'm going to say or what I'm going to teach, or what I'm going to wear (ALWAYS important :-). I'm heading in to school now to write lesson plans for the week of History and probably the next month of computer and Spanish.

Prayer requests
Flexibility for teaching the lower grades
Ability to teach 7 different grades
Excitement for American History class
Volleyball
Desiring and keeping a constant walk with Christ

Hyperventilating.....

It hit me.

Today, it hit me hard.

School is starting soon and I'm doing 4 BRAND new things...it's my 3rd first year....there is this sudden urge to go hide under a rock and breathe really really fast.

I feel a panic attack coming on....literally....

Today was full of whirlwind things. I had to move things to my other classroom, where I realized (and was told) that I need to figure out what I'm going to do with all of my "normal" classroom things so I will make room for the Spanish stuff. I have no clue what I'm going to be using during the school year. I might need my left over lion's mane and my Hawaiian hat. At the same time. Who knows! Then I asked when Volleyball started and she told me. The second day of school. I got this panicky look on my face and then was told, don't worry, the season will be over so fast that you won't have time to realize you're overwhelmed.

What a comfort.

It's too late! I'm overwhelmed already. 10 classes of Spanish (2 times a week), 6 classes of computer, and 8th grade History. Where do I even begin??

Tomorrow Erin and I have decided to put the idea of school off ANOTHER day and go for our last fling at the pool. Then a trip to IKEA with the new roommate Wendy and her parents, for some needed furniture and some therapy for Erin and I.

It's so easy to say, Oh yah, I trust that God will give me the strength to do this, sure! It's NOT so easy to actually TRUST and remember that you have chosen to TRUST.

Please Lord. Calm my anxious heart. Help me to breathe.

Another Joy of Living Here

Remember how I told you one of the perks of living in DC were the men in uniform??? Well, I found another one! Last night Nate, Laura, Erin and I headed into the district for "Screen on the Green." During the summer they show movies on the lawn of the Capitol. All I could think of while I was there was the scene in The Wedding Planner, with Jennifer Lopez sitting on the reserved tree branch with Matthew McConaughey, talking about brown M&Ms and how they are best for you because they don't have any food coloring-because chocolate's already brown. The only thing that was missing was the reserved tree, Matthew McConaughey and the brown M&Ms. :-) (By the middle of the movie, Erin and I were really wishing we had that reserved tree....laying on the ground is rough!) Even with those things missing, it was still an amazing time.









So, with the Capitol building shining brightly and standing majestically behind the movie screen, the Washington Monument standing even taller behind us, a Merry Melody cartoon began playing, with that slobbery Sylvester interrupting someone's sleep. After that was over, the most bizarre thing happened....the HBO symbol showed up on the screen, a little song began to play, and people sparatically stood up and started jumping up and down while waving their arms and heads side to side. It was SOOOOO odd!! We didn't know what to do! We looked around at people, making eye contact, and they kept going as if this was a normal thing to do! I still don't understand, but all the regulars seemed to have great ol' time doing the movie dance.






Rachael is in VA!!!!!!!!! I'm going to enjoy some time at her Dad's house, ski-dooing, hanging out etc and then she's coming up here Monday-Wed and then we are going to Baltimore to enjoy that city and take Rach to the airport. I'm going to take Rach to the Screen on the Green so she can enjoy the whole experience.


I might even join in on the movie dance..........

Desire and Discipline

I feel like I'm all mixed up. I feel like the world is spinning, yet I'm standing still...and I'm getting quite dizzy. Nauseous. Confused. Anxious. Unsettled. Restless. Empty. Lonely.

Every summer since I can remember, I've always started to long for structure around the beginning of August. I would talk to myself, saying---Abby, are you dumb? It's summer! Who wants to go to school, come home, do homework, eat, study more, shower and go to bed everyday, in that order! Be free! Enjoy the laziness of summer! Don't worry!

Well, I'm a creature of habit. I'm longing for it. As I'm typing this, I'm yelling at myself. I've had one AMAZING summer and I shouldn't want it to end. I feel so mixed up. I was home in PA for a month and then I was back in VA for 5 days and then I left for church camp where I was a counselor for the Older girls (rising 6th and 7th graders). I got home on Saturday and didn't know what to do with myself. Today was church and spending time with friends. Again, I felt so out of the loop about things that I didn't want to hear one more thing that I missed. I'm leaving for Richmond on Thursday morning to visit Rach at her dad's, where we'll veg, spend time with her family, ride sea doos, and have great conversations--ones that have been on the back burner because we haven't seen each other for a long time. I'm so excited to see her! But it's another addition to my craziness feeling.

Desire without Discipline always results in Disappointment.

Tonight at Frontline, this hit my soul. I feel so mixed up because I have all of these desires, yet no discipline.

Desires
Teach overseas
Spend time in God's word and reawaken and deepen my stagnant relationship with Him
Learn Spanish
Teach overseas
Destroy my debt
Casual, confident conversation and mingling with guys, leading to dating
Prepare for school
Teach overseas
Make my house a home
Destroy my debt

All these things I want, yet I'm doing NOTHING to make it happen. Nothing. How can God even take me serious about teaching overseas when I'm not trying? I need to make my relationship real with Him, I need to grow the desire for evangelism and I need to destroy my debt. I'm not even making one ounce of effort to save. I'm not spending like crazy, but I'm not budgeted.


Disappointment. I think that sums up all those feelings.

Count down to family vacation: 22 hours!!!

Just wanted to let you know that things have gotten better since my last blog. I've enjoyed being LAZY, trying to get back my time that I gave to work all school year. I think I worked 60 hour weeks. Literally. I think I'm entitled to some R & R., don't you??

I traveled with Laurie (AND Tomtom, the most amazing present ever, and to prevent the last entry from happening again----THANKS DAD AND JAY!!!!!) to Naomi and Louis's wedding. It was so amazing. I loved it. Pictures will be coming soon.

So, tomorrow we are leaving (Mom, Dad, Jay, Abby (the sister-in-law, to clear up the confusion), Me, Craig and Ty) to go camping at Ohiopyle State park. We hope to go to Falling Water, white water rafting, canoeing, biking, paintballing, natural water sliding, play some tennis, volleyball, hillbilly golf, boardgames, and MAYBE get some sleep and some fire watching in. Dad is exhausted just listening to the list of things we want to do. We just want to play together. It's been so long since us siblings and parents played. AND we get to smell like campfire. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!

Until July 7....Adios!

Abby and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

On Saturday, I had one of the worst days possible. The image above (created by Ty and me) really sums up my day.
I left Rachel Delp's house at 10:20, which is plenty of time to get to the wedding at 1:00 in Williamsport, 2 hours away. I was doing fine until I missed my exit and had to turn around. No problem. As I was going back south, I saw a sign for a road that I was going to need. So, instead of going back to the exit I was supposed to get off of, I decided that it would be better to get off here, saving time. I kept driving, trying to find 22W. I found S. Carlton street which was supposed to take me to 22W. But, it turned into 320E. I thought that maybe it was a different name for it, until I realized that they are opposite directions and couldn't POSSIBLY be the same thing. That's when I started to panic. Harrisburg is so confusing! I called dad, starting to tear up, asking him for help. I had to call mom because dad wasn't near a computer. I got back on the highway and took the wrong road. Called dad again and Jay and him were on speaker phone, trying to find me on googlemaps. Then I heard Jay say...uh...too far up... it was going to take me 1 hour and 45 mins to get to the wedding. Time: 12:15. AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I started bawling. How in the world could this happen??? I was having second thoughts about going to this wedding but decided I needed to go, and now this! Jay and Dad were doing their best to make me feel better, but all I wanted to do was cry and drive home. After hanging up with them, I cried my heart out to God, pleading for direction and speed. I was so mad.

I was coming up to the church and saw the bridal party standing outside on the deck. Yep..... I missed the wedding. The ceremony just ended and I walked into the basement and up the back stairs. No one would know that I missed it! People didn't see me at the ceremony and were asking if I was there. I had to tell them the drama, so my secret was out.

I got to see Nomes, which was GREAT. She's so excited for her wedding in two weeks. I also saw a lot of other people from BBC, but it wasn't as great as I anticipated. I was expecting to be attacked with hugs and compliments on my dress, necklace, etc., but I wasn't. It was a "hey" from most of them. I know that after college, things change and everyone gets into different stages of life, but I hoped that friendships could have endured through that. Yeah, so most of my friends are married. It doesn't mean we can't talk on the phone or have a great time when we are together. It was just a big let down. The newlyweds were BEAUTIFUL, the reception was great and yummy, and their dance was amazing, but the reuniting with old friends wasn't so great. Even though I wished it to be different, I almost half expected it.

I left for home around 5:30, found Rt 80 just fine, and thought I was golden. I could drive Rt 80 home with my eyes closed! BUT, there were 2 torrential downpours while I was driving, causing me to hydroplane a couple of times and fear for my life. THEN, I get a message on the AM station that a section of 80 was closed and I needed to follow a detour. A DETOUR!!! At this point, I thought, what next? A speeding ticket? An accident? A flat tire? Come on, I'm ready for it! It couldn't get worse!

Getting on 79 was priceless, and then seeing the outlets was amazing. I stopped off at MCDs for a McFlurry, something to make me feel better. I got home at 10 and was greeted with big hugs, 6 roses, new carpet and bed in my room and cable on my TV!

So, that's the saga of Saturday. I'm so glad it's over.

Can you hear it?

Listen......can you hear that?? Can you hear it???

It's the sound of summer vacation.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........................

The home stretch!

All the papers are checked. The grades are in. The room looks bare. SCHOOL IS ALMOST OUT!

Today was the last Monday of the school year, and the first day of the last week of school. I didn't really have a last week of school last year. We went on our class trip and then we had musical practice all week, then graduation and done! Today I had my kids turn in their science books. We are studying smoking and the affects it has on a person. It's been pretty cool to see their responses. A lot of kids have relatives that smoke and they are now really worried about them. I'm doing my best to gross them out to keep them away from it.

You know, the good ol' healthy lung/smoker lung comparison and the x ray of someone smoking and how it shows up on the picture. I also showed them pictures of mouth cancer and lung cancer and heart disease...all the things that you are at risk for. It was really interesting to listen to the questions of some of the kids. They were asking questions without saying, "I'm afraid my dad's going to die. What do I do". They were getting good at asking questions in third person.

Do any of you remember the 30 min after school special with all of the cartoon characters (Daffy, Bugs, Alf, Kermit and Miss Piggy, Teenage mutant ninja turtles, the chipmunks, etc) together, telling us not to do drugs? Well.....I found it on google video!!!! Its called Cartoon All stars http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-940551580328756105&hl=en. I warned them that it might be a little funny (seeing that the cartoon people were wearing 80s cartoon clothes) but that the subject was very serious and they needed to be mature and learn. I showed half of it to my kids today and they really want to see the rest. They are so curious about drugs and what things are that their attention is focused. I need to use that to teach them things they need to know. I think that Christian schools and churches in general do a bad job of informing kids with a biblical view of issues. They just hide from them. Kids brought up in strict Christian households grow up believing that sex is a BAD thing and that it is a sin to talk about it. Drugs are not to be talked about, but completely avoided. Forbiddence breeds curiosity and experimentation! (climbing down off of my soap box)


All that to say....just 3 and 1/2 more days of school with my favorite 5th graders. I keep looking forward to a break and a change, but I forget this is my last time with them as my class. It's my last time as a 5th grade teacher (for now!). Wow.

The answer is no. I don't get to show the movie to the class. They say that they want to keep the rule about G movies only a firm rule and since there is a G-rated movie for the book available, then there isn't really a problem.

Yep, my bubble has been busted. The kids complained but I told them that a rule is a rule, and we need to follow it, without complaining. (I better go and change my heart and make sure my mouth stays closed so I follow my own instructions!)

A New Adventure

About 3 weeks ago, I told the principal that if Paul, the Math teacher, didn't leave, then I wanted Ann to teach 5th grade and I would teach Elementary Spanish(k-5) and Middle School Girls' PE. I offered to do Spanish because I love it and I want to get better at it for my future life. About a week later, I was told that, as of right now, I was going to teach 5th grade (without the math class) and 3,4, and 5th grade Spanish. It sounded good when he explained the time needed for teaching and prep. It would be less time to do the Spanish then the math. I said I would have to talk to the Spanish teacher first, but it sounded like it could work. After all, it would be less time. So, I was mentally preparing myself to do a BUTTLOAD of work.

I thank God for the friends he has given me. Erin brought me to my senses when we talked about it. She said, "Abby, don't do it. No way. You'll have 2 Learning Explosions (a themed-week) and Reading Week, and grading and learning 3 new 5th grade subjects, and then 3 new grades of Spanish to teach. You'll burn out. You'll hate it. Tell him no. You're not going to do it. I won't let you."

So, after that verbal beating (just kidding! It was the voice of reason-a voice I'm so grateful for!) I decided I'd write down the reasons why it'd be bad and talk to the principal.

A week later.....


On Friday, I was called to the Principal's office. Yes, it's still scary, even as an adult. The principal tells me that the math teacher is staying. Ann is teaching 5th grade. I am teaching.......elementary PE, (K-5) 6th grade PE (co-ed) and 7-8 grade PE (co-ed). AND 3-5 grade Spanish. I AM A SPECIALS TEACHER!!!

Let me tell you, so many emotions have been running rampant in my heart and so many thoughts have been taking my mind captive these past 4 days. Each day I wake up thinking, man, I'm the PE teacher. I was excited because this means SOOO much less work to take home. Thinking about that at the end of the school year always brings joy. I can wear workout clothes everyday! I won't have to do Learning Explosions or Reading Week or Standardized testing. But, I won't get to have fun with my OWN class of 12-16. I've grown so close to my kids this year. We have inside jokes and they feel so at home in my room. I WILL have a learning explosion-it's called Field Day. The MOTHER of all Learning Explosions. I won't get to teach reading-my passion. I have so many things, so many books in my room that I won't get to use next year. Where am I going to PUT all of my things???? I have the Spanish classroom, but I don't think that will work like I want it to. I got really down about not having my own classroom yesterday. Slight internal funk. Everyone I called to tell about the situation said, awww.....are you okay with this?

This morning, as I was journaling to God, He let me see how good this will be. This will be SOOO good. I view this time here in the states as training for me to get ready for teaching overseas. This is just one more area that I get to be trained in that I will be able to use on the mission field. Who knows what I'll be doing!! Spanish will make me study and get better at the language, which is what I've been longing to do for a long time. I will have created so many games for all ages of kids that I could teach anyone PE in any school. I can use sports as a ministry to get the kids of other countries interested in hearing the gospel. I need to also use this time to get into shape and practice what I preach to my students. I also get to have my 5th graders again!!!

I am enjoying this journey. Each step seems awkward and hard and different and unattainable with my strength, yet God is bigger than me. God is bigger than the Kindergarten PE class that won't listen. Bigger than the Middle school giving me attitude.

God is big and I'm along for the ride. New adventure, here I come!!!!

This blog article has been removed as the writer has reread it and could see some possible things that could upset people and hurt me in the long run. It was a good rant, but it needs to be deleted. :-)

Fears

Possible Root Canal at 3:30.


AGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

17 days of school left....just 17 more days of school....I can do it! I can do it!! (looks at the clock, 11:45pm, Sunday night) I CAN'T DO IT!!!!!