Today has been an interesting day. At four AM, I got a call from one of my coworkers, Michelle, and she said that Kassie, our student lead, hadn't shown up to unlock the building. I gave Michelle Kassie's phone number, and went back to sleep. Fast forward to 8:45 AM, and I get a call from Kassie. She had just woken up, and freaking out because she had slept through work. She was on her way to the Ricks building to see if our coworkers were able to get into the building. The building was unlocked, but nothing had been cleaned, because they didn't have keys to the classrooms.
I jumped out of bed, and headed straight to work. Kassie wanted to clean the entire building just the two of us. If that had happened, we would probably still be there. However, I had a prompting to call some members from our ward to see if they would be willing to come help us get the building clean for church tomorrow. I ran the idea by Kassie, but she didn't want to call anyone.
However, I felt that we needed to. So, I pretended to be talking to my mom on the phone while I sent out a mass text to a bunch of people in my ward. The responses came in instantly. There were tons of people that were willing to help us come clean the building. It was amazing to see all these people willing to come help clean a building on a Saturday morning. Looking back, I realize that this text probably woke most of these people up. And, they were still willing to come help us.
I am so thankful for all the people that were willing to come help, and especially those that did. It made my life so much easier! The people in my ward are amazing. I really feel sometimes that I live in Zion.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Weird Dreams
I need to stop staying up so late and eating sugary foods. I've been trying to be really good, and eat healthy food. But, for some reason, the weekends are the hardest for me to keep to this.
My roommate's birthday was earlier this week (HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARYANN!) and I threw her a surprise party. So, Saturday was pretty much shot, as I had cake. And not a homemade cake. One of those cakes from Broulim's with more sugar in it than should be legal.
And on Friday, I went out with my FHE brother to the BYU-Idaho Symphony Orchestra. And afterwards, we went back to their apartment, and had ice cream cake.
And during the day on Saturday, I went to Idaho Falls with some friends and went out to Olive Garden for dinner.
Oh, and Saturday night, my friends and I made a 11 pm run to Wendy's for Frosty's.
So, as you can see, I need to work on my control on the weekends. THANKFULLY, not every weekend is like this. Just every once in a while, like once a month.....
Anyway. When I have weekends like this, coupled with very little sleep, I start to have weird dreams.
So, last night, I had a dream that my friend Kaiti got a haircut. And, she was so proud of it. She thought she looked amazing. However, she didn't. But, I wasn't going to be the one who told her. She walked into her apartment to show all of us, and everyone gasped. NO ONE THOUGHT IT LOOKED GOOD.
The cut and style was just awful. It was really short in the back (think of buzz cut length in the back) and it gradually got longer to the front. The hair framing her face was very long. Longer than her hair currently is. Poor Kaiti.
However, everyone was thinking the same thing that I was. There was no way we could tell Kaiti about her awful haircut. So, we all lied. We all told her that it looked amazing.
Needless to say, I told Kaiti today never to get her hair cut like this. She happily obliged.
So, I've decided that I'm going to be careful on the weekends. More sleep, and less sugar!
My roommate's birthday was earlier this week (HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARYANN!) and I threw her a surprise party. So, Saturday was pretty much shot, as I had cake. And not a homemade cake. One of those cakes from Broulim's with more sugar in it than should be legal.
And on Friday, I went out with my FHE brother to the BYU-Idaho Symphony Orchestra. And afterwards, we went back to their apartment, and had ice cream cake.
And during the day on Saturday, I went to Idaho Falls with some friends and went out to Olive Garden for dinner.
Oh, and Saturday night, my friends and I made a 11 pm run to Wendy's for Frosty's.
So, as you can see, I need to work on my control on the weekends. THANKFULLY, not every weekend is like this. Just every once in a while, like once a month.....
Anyway. When I have weekends like this, coupled with very little sleep, I start to have weird dreams.
So, last night, I had a dream that my friend Kaiti got a haircut. And, she was so proud of it. She thought she looked amazing. However, she didn't. But, I wasn't going to be the one who told her. She walked into her apartment to show all of us, and everyone gasped. NO ONE THOUGHT IT LOOKED GOOD.
The cut and style was just awful. It was really short in the back (think of buzz cut length in the back) and it gradually got longer to the front. The hair framing her face was very long. Longer than her hair currently is. Poor Kaiti.
However, everyone was thinking the same thing that I was. There was no way we could tell Kaiti about her awful haircut. So, we all lied. We all told her that it looked amazing.
Needless to say, I told Kaiti today never to get her hair cut like this. She happily obliged.
So, I've decided that I'm going to be careful on the weekends. More sleep, and less sugar!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
The Future of Education
Today it hit me.
I AM THE FUTURE OF EDUCATION!
I am the one that will be teaching all these youngsters their history and teaching them to say, "Guten Tag! Ich heiße ______(insert name here)"
What kind of parent is going to entrust me with their child's brain? I could be teaching a whole lot of trash, and they wouldn't be the wiser. Really, when you think about it, teachers have a lot of control over what goes on in the world. If it weren't for teachers, everyone would be a whole lot dumber.
Fortunately, I love teaching! I get so excited to go out and teach young people. I sit in class and figure out how I would teach my students the concepts that my professors are teaching me. My dream is to teach a World History class. My students would learn about all different types of culture throughout the world. The assignment for the semester is to learn about a country that you would love to go visit. And part of the assignment would be to become a pen pal with another student from that country. I think that learning about someone else's culture through them is the most amazing concept.
And fortunately for all those parents out there, I won't be filling their kid's brains with fluff. The concepts that are learned in history are applicable to every day problems. I plan to make history exciting!
I recently watched Dead Poet's Society. This is one of the most amazing movies, EVER! There is one line in that movie that will stick with me always. Professor John Keating says:
"I always thought the idea of education was to learn to think for yourself."
This is the entire purpose to education. Students aren't supposed to just come to class everyday and learn what the teacher has prepared for them. Education is to teach students to think for themselves. It is to get them curious about the world around them, and help them to figure out how to think for themselves. What kind of world would we live in if we didn't have thinkers. If no one ever thought about things, and just went on with life, what a sad world we would live in.
I AM THE FUTURE OF EDUCATION!
I am the one that will be teaching all these youngsters their history and teaching them to say, "Guten Tag! Ich heiße ______(insert name here)"
What kind of parent is going to entrust me with their child's brain? I could be teaching a whole lot of trash, and they wouldn't be the wiser. Really, when you think about it, teachers have a lot of control over what goes on in the world. If it weren't for teachers, everyone would be a whole lot dumber.
Fortunately, I love teaching! I get so excited to go out and teach young people. I sit in class and figure out how I would teach my students the concepts that my professors are teaching me. My dream is to teach a World History class. My students would learn about all different types of culture throughout the world. The assignment for the semester is to learn about a country that you would love to go visit. And part of the assignment would be to become a pen pal with another student from that country. I think that learning about someone else's culture through them is the most amazing concept.
And fortunately for all those parents out there, I won't be filling their kid's brains with fluff. The concepts that are learned in history are applicable to every day problems. I plan to make history exciting!
I recently watched Dead Poet's Society. This is one of the most amazing movies, EVER! There is one line in that movie that will stick with me always. Professor John Keating says:
"I always thought the idea of education was to learn to think for yourself."
This is the entire purpose to education. Students aren't supposed to just come to class everyday and learn what the teacher has prepared for them. Education is to teach students to think for themselves. It is to get them curious about the world around them, and help them to figure out how to think for themselves. What kind of world would we live in if we didn't have thinkers. If no one ever thought about things, and just went on with life, what a sad world we would live in.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
What I Need
I've been thinking a lot lately. And, not just on my schoolwork, or even the future. I've been thinking a lot about my family and friends that have passed on. Now, this entry isn't meant to be a downer. But, I've thought a lot about how I've had to deal with death, and the lessons I've learned. I've learned that when something happens that is hard, it's best not to try to deal with the problem on your own. I've learned that I need to trust in the Lord, with my entire being.
Death in the American culture is a taboo topic. But, in many other cultures around the world, the culture celebrates the dead. I've come to realize that death is not something to be afraid of. It's something that is revered around the world.
The best way for me to deal with death is by remembering the ones I love, listening to good music, and writing down all my feelings. I've been looking back at my journals from the past couple of years, and looking at all the things I've learned. I've seen how much I've grown. I used to just write about the person, and how they died. I wrote about my memories and the happy times, and how they affected me.
Now, I've started to write about my experiences and how knowing these people have helped me to grow even more. I've learned a lot from Patti. She's the best example I have on this topic. She's taken the hardest experience any person can have, and turned it into a learning experience. She's grown closer to Heavenly Father. And, isn't that what trials are about? We are to grow from our experiences.
Today, I realized this as I was sitting outside my Modern Europe History class, waiting for the previous class to leave. I was listening to a song on my iPod, called What I Need. It's from a CD my grandma gave me for Christmas, the Ten Virgins. Here's the words to the Song:
Death in the American culture is a taboo topic. But, in many other cultures around the world, the culture celebrates the dead. I've come to realize that death is not something to be afraid of. It's something that is revered around the world.
The best way for me to deal with death is by remembering the ones I love, listening to good music, and writing down all my feelings. I've been looking back at my journals from the past couple of years, and looking at all the things I've learned. I've seen how much I've grown. I used to just write about the person, and how they died. I wrote about my memories and the happy times, and how they affected me.
Now, I've started to write about my experiences and how knowing these people have helped me to grow even more. I've learned a lot from Patti. She's the best example I have on this topic. She's taken the hardest experience any person can have, and turned it into a learning experience. She's grown closer to Heavenly Father. And, isn't that what trials are about? We are to grow from our experiences.
Today, I realized this as I was sitting outside my Modern Europe History class, waiting for the previous class to leave. I was listening to a song on my iPod, called What I Need. It's from a CD my grandma gave me for Christmas, the Ten Virgins. Here's the words to the Song:
My lamp was the first that he made
Thoughtfully sculpted in pale, yellow clay.
Strengthened by fire and refined
Shaped and prepared to endure over time.
Through heartache and joy, by day and by night
It reminds me of treasures I’ve read by its light.
It’s more than a gift that he gave long ago
This lamp holds the light that brings peace to my soul.
A flame that is constant through change
Still burning bright as the day it was made.
Its warmth reassures that he listens to me
And he lovingly, so tenderly speaks what I need.
It’s guided me all of my days
And led me through valleys of sorrow I’ve faced.
Bringing me comfort and strength
Giving me courage to trust him in faith
It’s more than a gift that he gave long ago
This lamp holds the light that brings peace to my soul.
A flame that is constant through change
Still burning as bright as the day it was made.
Its warmth reassures that he listens to me
And he lovingly, so tenderly speaks
The words of the shopkeeper live in my heart
Whispering truth that shines bright in the dark
A flame that is constant through change
Still burning as bright as the day it was made.
Its warmth reassures that he listens to me
And he lovingly, so tenderly speaks what I need.
Always tenderly speaks what I need.
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