December Slump...

This year I started eating lunch with a new group of teachers. Mostly because I had never actually left my classroom at lunchtime, so I figured if they invited me, I should show up. Some days it feels like we are the motley crew of teachers on campus (also I'm the only woman they allow). We are definitely the most conservative teachers on campus, so maybe that's why it works? But I truly feel like we could solve the worlds problems any day of the week based on our discussions.

Recently, one of the teachers asked how we are pursuing greatness? This came after a lengthy discussion (well multiple half our lunches) of why some teachers feel that they do not need to contribute to school. It has really been plaguing my brain the last week to think that some teachers simply show up, teach, and leave. I really can't fathom that schedule or lack of involvement on campus. Why would someone want to be a teacher if they don't actually want to spend time with kids? Time outside the classroom, time outside of the rigid schedule, time beyond the 8-3pm...

Kids respond to teachers they know, teachers that care, teachers that show up. Someday I would love to do a study of students based on their opinions of teachers and compare that to the amount of times a teacher shows up to an extra-curricular activity. Isn't part of working to be a great school, our interest and development of kids into good humans? We constantly are asking kids to show up, be involved and turn work in... So why do some teachers feel they don't need to do the same? 

While I don't think I am necessarily pursuing greatness, I do think I get the results from kids that I want. I am genuinely sad for winter break because I won't see my kids every day. Everyone needs a vacation now and again (I take my fair share), but the rest of the time I feel like we should be giving at least 100% if we expect the same from our students. How can we have high expectations for them if we do not put in the work ourselves. 

Your 100% can come in a variety of packages, but time and care are the two the kids notice the most. While we don't have endless amounts of time, proper scheduling and time management can get you closer to the results you want. As for care and consideration, this is where you have to find out what kind of kids you have. I've read the "5 Love Languages" book a few times, they even have one for teenagers. It's so interesting to know enough about your kids to know how they "give and receive love". Some kids just need to be told they are doing a good job, others just need to spend the time with you and some just appreciate a little gift or note. 

Being a teacher is the most rewarding job on the planet. Even when it feels like to you could strangle someone bare handed (or so i've heard from friends LOL). I think about my job constantly... Partially because it's my life, not just a job. When your life depends on your day, you work a little harder to pursue greatness. Too bad all teachers on campus, can't feel the same...

"Success isn't always about greatness. It's about consistency. Consistent hard work leads to success. Greatness will come."

Spend the day seeing Santa, eating, seeing a show and supporting each other... Makes a world of difference!

It's been awhile... But back to school we go!

Welcome back to school! Every year I reflect back on prior students as new groups come busting into my classroom. I subbed a freshman Ag Bio class on Thursday and it really got me thinking...

You know those kids you get in class that make you want to rip your hair out on a daily basis??

Well this is about one of those kids.

Picture this, my first year at Healdsburg and one of my Ag Biology classes jacked full of kids I had been “warned” about. I rarely do seating charts, until the students “can’t handle sitting next to friends”. I tell them in the beginning of the year this is how our seating charts work. This class was mixed with freshman and sophomores, so the level of squirrely was especially high.

I think it was probably three weeks into the school year that this class got a seating chart. One of the main reasons, was a sophomore boy who repeated told me he never asked to be in my class, talking about his hair and shoes, and spent more time wandering the classroom, pretending to get tissues, than actually in his seat. Even when he was at his seat, he usually stood instead of sitting. So when I made the seating chart, I made sure to put him next to a freshman girl that seemed to have her stuff together as a student and would hopefully rub off on him (sorry Taylor).

All year, he tested my patience and gave me more grey hair than I can count, faster than I could highlight it. I encouraged him to get involved and attend conferences, even though the last thing I wanted to do was spend more time with him. But I figured he needed FFA and leadership in his life. The more he got involved, the more you could watch the spark in him. Following that first year, he actually signed up for an Ag class on his own. He even found a location to raise a market animal for the fair.

 Sometimes you just have to tell kids they are going to an event or conference... No option

I think his junior year was a true turning point. He had straightened out his grades, did his junior internship with a local vineyard management company, raised a goat for the fair and became super involved in FFA (with some constant pushing). Through his internship and keeping his goat at a local grape farmer’s house, you could see a sense of responsibility and ownership in something bigger than himself growing.

Senior year, he excelled at school, in FFA as an officer and pursuing college and scholarships (thanks Taylor). He was one of the only students wanting to pursue a career in viticulture, so scholarships were plentiful. He decided that SRJC was the right place until he could transfer to a UC. Since graduating, he’s been taking viticulture and enology courses along with general ed. Last fall, he even brought me a bottle of the wine he made in class. Earlier this year, he even got a job for a local vineyard management company where he’s been working around the clock the past few weeks to prep for harvest.

It's amazing the transformation a kid can go through from having no clue about their future and caring more about their hair than anything else. To then being fully immersed into an industry they want to be part of while working and going to school learn as much as possible.

When people doubt the effectiveness and importance of FFA and Agriculture Education, I think of Luis. I call him my poster child—which he loves, but it’s true. 

 I still have the grey hair from him, but I am so proud of his dedication to learning everything he can to be the best!

Creating Future Friends...

Yesterday, I attended a Celebration of Life for a man that was so kind, humble and who loved Haiku's (which I didn't know until yesterday). While at the event, I saw many people who were my elementary school teachers, and sat with a long-time friend and her mother. While talking about the tributes spoken, my friend turned and said, "do you think it's weird, we are friends with out 2nd grade teacher?" "do you think years from now, your current students will be your friends?".

She was referring to Nan Carder, who just had given a tribute, and was our 2nd grade teacher (and the love of the man whom had passed). Her questions really got my wheels turning to write and reflect on all the amazing teachers I was fortunate to have, especially in elementary school and high school.

Nan, or Mrs. Carder-- which is what I still call her, is without a doubt one of the most amazing teachers I ever had. Memories of daily activities, from 2nd grade, are few and far in between. But there are a couple things that will stick with me forever about 2nd grade and my amazing teacher. First, she was always in tow with a coke. This told me early on that to be a teacher, caffeine would always be a necessity (and potentially an accessory). She also had the most distinct and perfect handwriting--I personally just always appreciate nice handwriting (especially now that I'm a teacher). I remember she did this Star Student thing, I don't remember what it meant or what we were able to do because we were the Star, but it seemed special. We got a scrapbook-type book she made and I feel like I waited the entire year to be the Star! The other big thing was Mrs. Carder was dubbed as the "Field Trip Queen", by many. I remember all of the trips, most of which my mother drove on because she basically drove a red tank as a car. A few years ago, after I had been teaching a couple years, Mrs. Carder told me that she thought maybe I had taken over the title of Field Trip Queen with all our FFA trips. Now, I wasn't placed in her class on accident, she was one of the mother's friends so I know my mother did what she needed to make sure I was in her class. They had been friends, played in the same bunko group and my older brother and her sons were friends too.

Nan is someone who throughout my life, I have always maintained contact with. Now more so with Facebook, as she has turned her former field trips into amazing adventures traveling anywhere and everywhere. Sitting and talking with my friend today, she reminded me that we now as adults are friends with our 2nd grade teacher. Seems kind of funny, but it got me thinking that we should all strive to be that kind of teacher. Regardless of grade level, we should all teach as if our students are going to be our forever friends. Now, I'm not saying be our students friends-- no no not that.

Instead, teach them to find passion and be good people. Support them through their hardships, while still expecting them to do their part. Teach them right from wrong, so they can develop their moral ground. If we teach and treat all our students as if someday they will be our friends, what would we do differently? How can we contribute to making them good people-- people we would be proud to be friends with?

I feel blessed to be friends with someone who was my 2nd grade teacher. I think she was always one of my first inspirations to be a teacher. For a long time, I thought I would be a 2nd grade teacher too-- until I took Ag and figured out I could connect my passion and hobbies into one thing and make it a career.

Haiku for John F.:

It's only January....

How do you deal with stress? What's your go to coping mechanism? Food? Sleep? Lots of yelling? I feel like this is different for everyone. But really, what do you do when you overbook yourself, feel like you're treading water and there's no end in site? How do we do this to ourselves?

I can honestly say, I don't feel stressed often. There are times when I feel like I have a million balls in the air and it takes every ounce of my being to keep juggling, but I don't really count that as stress. Today, as I ran to the store to grab lunch, I did something that I realized is one of my "stress coping mechanisms". That's right, I bought a cooking magazine. Yes, I know this is quite possibly the silliest thing ever, but when things are going a little crazy around here-- I somehow end up with a new magazine full of recipes and pictures that make me drool a little. Now, I never cook any of the items, because who really has time for that?? But, I take an hour or two and decompress by reading every single recipe. I think about how I would change it to make it something I would enjoy-- omit the onions here, use beef instead of chicken there, etc.

Lunch and my magazine... 

So why? Why do I spend money (today, $9.99) on a magazine that I'm never going to truly use? NO FRICKIN CLUE. Other than, I like to think it's my way of clearing my head. I can focus on something not even close to the long the To-Do list awaiting my check marks or the 10 applications I should be reading. It gives me clarity-- I guess it's my yoga without the yoga pants.

I know many people have been back in school for one or two weeks already. I know we always say the spring is so busy. But lately, I feel like I've been on the warp speed. Every time I turn around, there is another event, meeting, dinner to attend, or kid needing help. I love my job-- which is a good thing considering it would drive a sane person flat bonkers. But sometimes, I wish there were a few more hours in the day. Last week alone, we had a school-wide course fair, I was gone for meetings and my kids rocked 8th grade recruitment. It was a 4 day work week people!

This was our Course Fair! We of course had to showcase our hens!

I will say, as crazy as Ag teachers are, we have some of the best kids possible. Last week, I got two days notice about needing to be at our junior high for recruitment. Usually this is a stretch, but to add sprinkles to that sundae-- I was going to be out of town. Which meant I had one day to get a program together and have kids practice it before I left for a meeting. I quickly text two seniors and asked if they would sign on for the crazy train. They both immediately replied that they could handle it and facilitate the whole thing, including guiding the other 6 underclassmen that would also be attending.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I definitely was. Our fate as a GROWING chapter was in their hands. I did mention that to them, just so they all realized the importance. Following the day, I got pictures from them with texts about how great it was. I even received an email at the end of the day from the science teacher whose class they were in all day, thanking me for a great presentation and sending great kids.

One of the pictures I got from my kids with the 8th graders

As the spring continues to move like the speed of light, I have two things I have to keep in mind:

1. Let them surprise me-- Give them the tasks and pray, hope and cross fingers they were pull through with greatness
2. Take time to decompress--  sit outside and enjoy the sunshine (make sure there's sun) and read a book or magazine.

Your attitude, not your aptitude, will determine your altitude. 

Zig Ziglar