• Goals for 2012

    1. Clear out my "To be read" shelf before rereading any books.

    January: 1 down, a bunch to go.

    2. Read 50 books.

    January: 1

    3. Pack at least one lunch a week.

    January: 0

    4. Cook at least one dinner a week.

    January: 0

    5. Track what I eat.

    January: 0/31 days

    6. Do something active 3 times a week.

    January:

    7. Take a mini-vacation at least once each semester.

    Spring 2011: 0

    8. Hang up my clothes or put them in the hamper.

    January: ?

    9. Pay at least $2000 on the principal of my school loans.

    January: $0

    10. Spend at least 1 hour on Saturday mornings writing.

    January: 0 hours

    Bonus: Apply to graduate school (and all the mini-goals that entails - GRE, research, etc.)

Why I Like New Years

Ah, December 31st.  The end of an old year, the beginning of a new.  The time we all make lists and look back at the things we’ve accomplished or failed to accomplish and vow to do better next year.

As silly as it is, I love making New Years resolutions.  I don’t think I’ve ever successfully kept one for an entire year, but I still enjoy making them just the same.  There’s just something about a new year and the fresh start it can represent, even if nothing has really changed except the calendar (which reminds me, I need to buy a new calendar).

Last year was all about huge changes.  I was going to blog every week day and I was going to get healthy and change my life.  I did better with those things than I have with any other goals I’ve made in past years, but both of them fell by the way side before the new school year began in August.  As frustrating as it has been to fail, it’s actually incredibly encouraging to think about how well I did and how good I felt while I was succeeding.

And so I embark on a new year with a new set of goals.  This year I have 10 things I want to accomplish.  It sounds like a lot, but a number of them are things I already do, I’m just putting a specific number goal with them.  Others are starting small, with the hope that they will grow and increase as the year progresses.  A couple are just random things that I want to try.  None of them really require a huge overhaul of my life, which is probably a good thing.

All of these goals are listed in the sidebar to the left of my blog, which I hope will keep me motivated (and help me remember what they are!).  I’ll also (hopefully) do monthly update post to let you (and myself) know how things are going.

So without further ado, here are my goals for 2012:

1. Clear out my “To be read” shelf before rereading any books.

As of right now, I have 32 books on my shelf that I have purchased or been given and have not read. My goal is to either read or sell them (or both) before I reread something I have already read. The one exception to this is War and Peace, which I may attempt in the summer (but I don’t want to hold myself to that).

2. Read 50 books.

Over the past year I’ve been reading a lot of online content (articles, media criticism, etc.), but I’ve been slacking on reading actual books. For this goal, rereads count (assuming I finish #1), but abandoned books only count if I read at least 100 pages.

3. Pack at least one lunch a week.

We’re starting small here. I get free lunch in the cafeteria at school, but it’s not exactly the pinnacle of nutrition, so the goal is to start taking a salad or something along those lines. I’m starting with one, and we’ll see how that goes as the year progresses.

4. Cook at least one dinner a week.

Again, starting small. It’s really pathetic that I have gotten to the point where this has to be a goal, but the first step is acknowledging I have a problem, right? Hopefully I’ll increase this as the year goes on.

5. Track what I eat.

I say again, small steps this year. Rather than committing to huge changes, I just want to get back to actually paying attention.  I’ve continued paying for Weight Watchers Online (because apparently I’m an idiot who likes to waste money), so I’ll probably try using that to begin with.

6. Do something active 3 times a week.

Walking Lucy, riding my bike, something.  I have a gym membership through April, but it’ll take some effort to work up the courage to go back after being gone for so long (it’s a small gym, so quite a few people have probably noticed my absence).

7. Take a mini-vacation at least once each semester.

I need to actually take breaks from work. Summer and long breaks don’t count; long weekends do if I actually go somewhere fun.

8. Hang up my clothes or put them in the hamper.

I have a lovely red chair in my room that I can never actually see because it’s always covered in clothes.  Also, I end up wasting a lot of time trying to figure out what’s clean and what’s dirty and usually end up doing more laundry than I probably need to.

9. Pay at least $2000 on the principal of my school loans.

Since some glitch has kept my loans in deferment even though I’m not in school, I’ve gotten pretty lax about paying them.  I still have quite a ways to go to pay them off completely, so I want to be more purposeful about paying them off this year.

10. Spend at least 1 hour on Saturday mornings writing.

I have a number of projects that have fallen by the way side over the past few months (this blog included). I’d like to see what I can accomplish if I make writing a priority.

Bonus: Apply to graduate school (and all the mini-goals that entails – GRE, research, etc.)

Why I’m Excited About Next Summer

This may end up being my summer vacation next year.  Holy crap, I’m excited.


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Why I Support the Occupy Movement

Well, there’s certainly been a lot of discussion about the Occupy Wall Street movement recently, hasn’t there?  I’ve heard things ranging from “they’re communists” to “suck it up” to “woohoo, down with the man!”  What’s interesting is that when I went to search for a list of demands, or what the movement as a whole really wanted, I couldn’t find anything.

In general, the movement seems to be protesting the amount of influence large corporations and the top 1% of the country have on the political process.  Occupy Memphis has published a declaration, most of which seems pretty reasonable to me, such as corporations not being given First Amendment rights that are intended for individuals or being allowed to influence elections through campaign contributions.

Of course, there are those who want all their loans forgiven and to have someone else help them out of the hole they dug for themselves.  I don’t think you can generalize everyone involved in the protest as believing that, though.

I have a college degree that I paid for with scholarships and federal loans.  The only debt I have is from school loans, and in the 3 years since I graduated I have paid off almost half of those (thanks, in large part, to a grant from Americorps for my service in Teach for America).  I try to spend my money responsibly and live within my means, which is honestly not that difficult for me.  Yes, I’m a teacher and feel that I am underpaid for the work I do, but as a single person with no dependents (other than a dog), I am far from living paycheck to paycheck.

Many people would say that I am not the 99%, and that those who are protesting and complaining should just do what I have done and suck it up.  The problem with that argument is that many people who are protesting have not had the opportunity to do what I have done.

I have been very fortunate.  I have had no large medical expenses, have not been subject to the cuts many other teachers have faced, and was able to find a good house in a good location with incredibly affordable rent.  My 17-year-old car still runs with only an occasional hiccup and my commute is short so gas isn’t a huge issue.

While my family may not be in the 1% in the United States, we are without a doubt in the 1% in the world.  The reason I only have school loans is because my parents were able to pay my rent when I was in college.  Yes, I worked, but I only had to cover groceries and gas and the fun things I wanted to do.  From what I’ve seen, many of the people protesting would have loved to have the opportunities I received.  Some people dig themselves a hole of debt, yes, but some people start out already in the hole.

Take my students, for example.  Many of them have to take the horrid public transportation system to school because their parents can’t drive them (they don’t have a working car, they have to work, etc.).  A lot of them cannot afford internet access at home, which can make it extremely difficult for them to get their schoolwork done.  A few students do not even have the money or opportunity to purchase a $12 book that is needed for class.

And these are the lucky ones.  They are at a school where they are getting a high-quality education, which will enable them to earn scholarships and be able to go to college with minimal amounts of debt.  Other students in Memphis are not as fortunate.  I’ve even heard stories of parents who have destroyed their own credit, so they use their kids’ social security numbers and destroy their credit before they even graduate high school.

Maybe I am not the 99%, but my students certainly are and I will support anyone who is willing to point out the injustices and inequalities in our system for their sake.  I may not agree with everything the Occupy movement wants, but I love what they’re doing just the same.

Rest in Peace

MC would have been 18 today.  My heart was a little bit heavier than usual today.  It’s a good reminder of why I do what I do every day.

I ran into his friend QC the other day at Kroger.  He works there now and he was bringing in carts from the parking lot when I walked out to my car.  He gave me a big hug and told me about how he’s going to have to work really hard to balance work and school and basketball, but that he knows school has to be the most important.  He asked me why I didn’t come back this year and I explained how I wanted to be the best teacher I can possibly be and that wasn’t going to happen at my old school.  He nodded and said he understood.

He gets it now.  He understands how important education is, how it can change everything for him.  How it can open doors to opportunities so that he doesn’t have to resort to stealing or dealing drugs.  I just wished he and MC could have learned the lesson together, instead of QC having to learn it through pain and loss.

Why I Liked Footloose

Friday afternoon, after I got back from my overnight trip to the mountains in Arkansas, I decided to go see Footloose.  Since I tend to love cheesy movies that involve dancing (Center Stage, Save the Last Dance, Step Up, etc.), I figured this would be right up my alley.  And I was totally right.  Here are a few specific things I loved about this version of Footloose:

1. The director/writer is from Memphis.  He lives here and works here and most of his movies are set in the South or in Memphis itself.  He loves the city, so you should go support him and see this movie  :)

2. The cast was super-diverse, and not just in a black-white sense.  Obviously, all the main characters are very pretty people (this is a movie), but if you look at the background people, they look, well, normal.  I noticed this particularly in the high school scenes and at the city council meeting.  The teenagers, for the most part, look like teenagers and the fat kids aren’t typical “fat kids” – they’re dressed in normal, cute clothes, acting like normal people.

3. The crazy religious people weren’t quite so crazy.  Dennis Quaid’s character isn’t upholding all these crazy laws because he’s a Bible-thumper; he’s doing it because he’s a grieving parent who doesn’t want to see anybody else get hurt.  That’s more realistic and more sympathetic than John Lithgow’s character in the original.  Plus, Ren isn’t painted as being anti-church, just anti-hypocrisy and anti-legalism.  Religion isn’t the punching bag in the movie, which was really refreshing.

4. Ren is a great character.  I never really realized it before, and I do have to give some credit for the realization to Craig Brewer’s comments in this interview, but Ren is a stand-up guy.  He’s not rebelling just for the sake of rebelling.  He sees something he thinks is wrong, and then he goes through the proper channels to try and change it.  He treats the people around him with respect, which is how he is able to get some of the adults on his side in the end.  Much as religion isn’t the punching bag, adults aren’t the punching bag either.  It’s more about adults and teenagers working together to do what’s best for a community.

5. The movie is just plain fun.  There’s good music, lots of dancing, and plenty of funny moments courtesy of the main characters’ friends, Willard and Rusty.

Yes, I know it’s cheesy.  Yes, I know, it doesn’t have Kevin Bacon.  But it’s an entertaining movie and as long as you’re not one of those people who takes themselves way too seriously, you should go see it.

Why I Changed My View of the Literary Canon

Hi, my name is Rachel and I am a book snob.

I have been a book snob for pretty much as long as I can remember.  I was always reading pretty far above grade level and therefore was always showing off that I was reading “grown-up” books when other kids in my class were still reading Goosebumps (never mind that I probably would have been reading Goosebumps, too, if I had been allowed to and wasn’t a complete wimp when it comes to all things horror).

In high school, I voluntarily read Jane Austen and Charlotte Bronte and other literary classics.  I remember carrying around my mom’s hardback copy of Gone With the Wind (which was too thick to fit in my book bag) and all the other sophomores looking at me like I was nuts when I told them I was reading it by choice, not because it was required.

As I studied to become a teacher, I would rail against schools that were not teaching “the canon.”  I would claim that they were pandering and that it was absolutely essential that students be exposed to what history and I considered were the great works of literature.

And then I became a teacher.  I am ashamed to say that it was not until Teach for America’s Summer Institute that it really clicked for me just how difficult reading is for most people.  I thought people who didn’t like reading were just lazy; I never understood how much effort goes into it for people who are not natural-born readers like me.

When I started as an English teacher, I set a whole lot of goals for my classroom.  In my mind, however, I had another goal: to get at least one student who didn’t enjoy reading to change their mind.

I failed completely my first year.  I filled my classroom library with classic works that no one checked out.  I got so bogged down in the day-to-day and the standardized test that I didn’t even read a complete novel with my classes.

So that became my goal for my second year: read one complete book.  We ended up reading two: The Outsiders and A Raisin in the Sun.  I also spent inordinate amounts of time and money building a classroom library that would appeal to students – books filled with sports and romance and drama and, of course, vampires.  I don’t know if I got him to completely change his mind, but I did get LM to read an entire book, independently, from cover to cover, for the first time in his life.  It was a definite improvement.

I discovered something interesting through this experience.  I have no scientific facts to back this up, but it makes sense based on my observations.  To get someone to love the “great books,” they have to love books in general.  To get someone to love books in general, they have to first love one book in particular.

With that thought in mind, I chose to kick off 10th grade English by reading A Long Way Gone: Memoir of a Boy Soldier by Ishmael Beah.  This book is modern and exciting and borderline inappropriate because of the amount of violence – all things which pique the interest of teenagers.  And they have loved it.  We were brainstorming ideas for their essays and I was astounded by how much detail they remembered, including things we had not spent much time on in class.

And then I got an email from a parent.  Her daughter enjoyed the book so much that she started reading it and they have been discussing it together at home.  Her daughter has chosen to read The Outsiders next (with no prompting from me, by the way) and they will probably read that together as well.  She ended the email with this line: “Again, many thanks. My reluctant reader is starting to nurture a love for reading.”

Those two sentences are why I will spend the majority of my weekend grading and planning, why I work 12-15 hour days, and why I refuse to be content with where I am right now as a teacher.

Why I Love The Lion King

In anticipation of the Blu-Ray release in a couple weeks, Disney has rereleased The Lion King in theaters in 3D.  I wasn’t planning on going because I didn’t really have any desire to see it in 3D (or pay the 3D charges), but after spending 4 hours of my Saturday grading papers, I decided to treat myself.

It’s been a while since I’ve seen it, and while I can still quote most of the movie, there were a few things that surprised me this time around.  Without further ado, things I’ve never noticed about The Lion King:

1. Simba = Hamlet, if Hamlet had been able to grow a pair and man up.  I think I’ve previously read somewhere about the similarities between The Lion King and the Prince of Denmark, but this was the first time I really noticed it while watching.  I mean, come on – the prince’s uncle kills the king, takes his throne, and the ghost of the original king appears to his son to tell him to put things right.  It’s essentially the same story, Disney just put a much more positive spin on it than Shakespeare did.  (Of course, Disney uses classic literature for their own purposes quite frequently.  Don’t even get me started on the butchering of The Hunchback of Notre Dame.)

2. The incredibly high level of vocabulary.  I was actually discussing with a couple of other teachers at lunch the other day how rigorous the vocabulary was in kid’s movies when we were younger.  Even if I didn’t completely understand what they all meant, I was at least exposed to words like “reprimand” and “provincial” by Disney movies.  Scar’s song alone uses the words retention, vacant, successions, unawares, sensational, era, sordid, quid pro quo, murkiest, meticulous, tenacity, and undisputed.

That rich vocabulary sticks with kids more than we necessarily think it might.  To this day, when I hear the phrase “impeccable timing,” I hear it the way Zazu says it when Mufasa saves him from being eaten by Scar.

3. When Pumbaa gets upset about the hyenas calling him a pig, it’s a direct reference to Sidney Poitier in In the Heat of the Night.  I never understood why Pumbaa got so angry (he’s been called a pig before by Simba), but obviously somebody in the writer’s room really wanted to put that line in there.  Compare this:

 

to this (go to 3:11, although the other quotes are worth watching as well):

I knew the “You talkin’ to me?” part was a Robert de Niro reference, but I never got the Mr. Tibbs connection until today.

It just goes to show you – no matter how many times you’ve seen something, you can always find something new.

Why I Remember

A lot can change in 10 years.

10 years ago today, I was in my room getting ready for school and listening to the KASE 101 morning show just like I did every morning.  I heard them say that a plane had hit the World Trade Center.  The way they were talking about it made it seem like it had been some horrible accident, a small private plane that had malfunctioned somehow.

I went downstairs and we turned on the news.  It was only then that I realized this was a much bigger deal than I had initially thought.  We were watching the news when the second plane hit.  I still remember the sensation: a mixture of astonishment and the startling realization that I did not have the knowledge or capacity to fully wrap my head around what was going on.

For a high school sophomore who was used to understanding pretty much everything that came her way, that realization of my own inadequacy was almost more unsettling than the video footage I was watching.

My mom drove us to school like always, but the halls were much quieter than usual.  I remember sitting in the hallway with my friend, the same way we always did, wondering what would happen if we went to war.  I had friends who were 18, or close to it.  Did we still have a draft?  If we didn’t, would they start one?  Didn’t Dad have family in New York City?  What on earth was going on?

Our principal wouldn’t let us watch the news; he said the best thing we could do was go about business as usual.  If we sat around being scared, the terrorists would win.  Some of the teachers put the news on anyway.

I responded as you would expect any country music-listening, die-hard conservative, ignorant teenage girl from Texas to respond: with excessive patriotism and a thirst for justice.  I was appalled that anyone would dare think ill of the United States, much less actually attack it.  I wanted to see the people responsible for such an atrocity punished, no matter what the cost.  I sang along at the top of my lungs when Toby Keith told the terrorists we’d “put a boot in [their] ass.”

But like I said, a lot can change in 10 years.

As my worldview has expanded, my view of those events and my opinion of our nation’s response has changed pretty drastically.  Obviously, the events of that day were a tragedy, but so is every loss of life.  Lives are lost daily all around the world due to starvation, preventable disease, and wars the United States has shown no interest in getting involved in.

One of the big questions I have pondered in the years since 9/11 is why so much of the church in America seems to view patriotism as one of the highest virtues.  I don’t see patriotism in the Bible.  Yes, Jesus says to “render unto Caesar what is Caeser’s,” but He seems much more concerned with the kingdom of heaven than He is with the nation of Israel.

Am I immensely grateful to live in this country?  Absolutely.  Do I still mourn for the lives lost 10 years ago?  Of course.  Do I still believe the United States was an innocent nation that bravely and altruistically pulled itself up by its bootstraps to defeat its enemies?  Not really.

And do I still love “Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue?”  Not so much (in addition to not agreeing with the sentiment, it’s just horrible songwriting.  It only has one verse!).

Right now I am reading A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier by Ishmael Beah with my 10th graders.  I want them to understand how fortunate they are to be Americans, but I also want them to have a much broader view of the world than when I was in their shoes 10 years ago.

 

Wine and Love (26)

A super fast Wine & Love update, hosted as always by the lovely Nora.  Click the picture below to see everyone’s wines and loves for the week.

Gimme some wine:

  • See yesterday’s post and most of last week’s.
  • The fact that I’m so winey lately.
  • All the wildfires in Texas.  My poor home state.
  • The short week means that lesson plans are due tonight (yikes!)…
Gimme some love:
  • …but it also means that tomorrow is Friday!  Yay!
  • I wore red high heels to church on Sunday.  I felt super girly and cute, even though I was only wearing a pair of old jeans and a basic shirt from Old Navy.
  • The weather, the weather, the weather!
  • Getting to chat with one of my old roommates and having another text me to set up a phone date.  Side note: I really need to find a time for that to happen and text her back.
  • New small group tonight.  We did a brief get together last week, but tonight we actually jump in and get started with curriculum.  It’ll be nice to have that again.

Why I’m Not Here Much (Again)

I want to write.  I need to write.

Unfortunately, by the time I get home each night my brain is completely fried and unable to do anything other than surf blogs and watch Law & Order: SVU marathons on TV.

I’m a little worried about making it through this school year with my sanity intact.  I generally end up at school until after 5 on Mondays just to catch up on grading and all the other little tasks that accumulate over the previous week.  Now that my small group meets on Thursdays, I need to use Tuesday and Wednesday evenings for planning.  Then on Thursdays my small group meets literally around the corner from my school, so there’s really no point in going home at 4/4:30 just to come back at 6:30 (I don’t live that far, but it’s a mental thing).

Something is going to have to give.  Somehow I need to get faster at doing my lesson plans or find ways to get more done during the course of the school day.  All I know is if I want to actually be a teacher long-term, I can’t spend the whole year working 10-, 12-, and 15-hour days.  I can do it when there’s an end in sight, but right now I don’t really see how anything is going to change.

And now I need to get off the couch and go get dressed so that I can get to school when all I really want is to go back to sleep for a few more hours.  It’s a good thing my students are awesome  :)

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