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This week, I’ve come up with some reasons why I love working at a private school:

·         My students can bring their laptops to school so we have enough working computers for them to type their memoirs.

·         My kids were begging to look at blood under the microscope, so last week ended with three students pricking each others’ fingers to get blood samples.

·         We had planned on taking this Monday off for Columbus Day.  Then we found out that the Puerto Rican schools were closed on Tuesday.  So what did we do?...we took them both off!  (Be assured, though, that we spent a good part of today in our classrooms working)

So, when I get tired or frustrated…God gives me these sorts of reminders to let me know that this is the right place for me to be!

Speaking of God…

When I looked out my window this morning and saw the shining sun, I decided to go for a walk on the beach.  I went downstairs to the van, and I realized that I had forgotten to grab my cell phone.  I was going to leave it, but for some reason I felt strongly that I should go upstairs and get it. 

After a lovely walk, I got back in the van to come home.  To my dismay, the van wouldn’t start.  First, I panicked.  Then, I thanked God for reminding me to get my phone.  Then I called for help.  Jen and Judy arrived shortly with jumper cables.  The three of us plus two owner’s manuals successfully jumped the van. 

When we got home, we briefly discussed what we should do about the car battery.  Since none of us know much about cars, we decided to wait until later to figure it out.  Not long after that, our friend, who helps us every once in a while with maintenance jobs around the school, showed up unexpectedly at the gate.  He had intended on fixing a rain gutter, but instead he took a look at the van! 

Isn’t God wonderful?  He answers prayers even before you pray them.

mis tres artistas

Here are their paintings. 

¡Viva México!

I was doing so well with posting once a week…and then I decided to be lazy this past weekend.   I have been informed, though, that people actually read this, so here is my post…

Last week was interesting.  It started with me and one of my students butting heads for two days.  I think every conversation we had involved me scolding him.  He actually seemed to respond, though.  Then, a different student was absent for a few days, and the student with the attitude was wonderful for the rest of the week.  On Tuesday, I didn’t think I’d make it through the week.  On Friday, I was ready for more!

Also on Friday, we had Mexico day.  (A group from Jen and Judy’s church cooks lunch for us once a month, and each month they’ll be bringing food from a different culture.)  So we had lots of fun on Friday.  Each class did a small report on Mexico.  My kids learned about the Mexican muralist Diego Rivera and each recreated one of his paintings.  I was so proud of them!  They did a wonderful job.  Unfortunately, I still haven’t learned to keep my camera with me at school, so I don’t have pictures.  Maybe if all my students are in school at the same time this week, I will put up a picture this weekend.

una aventura

My school week in six words…Crazy kids, stern reprimands, improved behavior.

On Saturday we put all that behind us and took the oldest 2 classes to San Juan to see the recently-opened King Tut exhibit. The kids were excited, and they were very well behaved. They asked good questions and seemed to have a good time.

Judy and I had gone into the city early to visit San Cristobal Fort with her visiting family. It was interesting to learn about the history of the city and its importance to Spain. The views from the fort were spectacular, too!

Our perfect day trip ended rather eventfully. About 20 minutes into the ride home, as we headed toward the highway that leads to the school, traffic was being diverted. (We later found out that there had been a shooting at that spot). At the time, though, all we knew was that we had 2 choices: Sit in the traffic and hope that it begins moving, or have an adventure. We chose the latter!

We backtracked, took the first exit we came to and tried to use Garmin to get us home. Thanks to the adventurous spirits in my car (Judy, her son, his girlfriend, and me) and Jason’s superior navigating and Garmin-overriding skills, we drove over a mountain, looped around the rain forest, and managed to approach home from the opposite direction. Three hours—not the normal 45 minutes—later, we pulled into the school.

The day was just going too smoothly…I guess we should have expected some excitement!

estar cansado

Last week was the first full week of school that we’ve had in a while—and it very evident on Friday!

At our staff meeting on Thursday night, we were discussing the birthday party (for one of our volunteers) that we had planned for Friday at lunchtime.  I asked how long the party was going to be because I was planning on doing a lot of teaching that day—this statement was met with laughs and comments like “You gotta love first-year teachers!”  I just laughed and remained convinced that Friday would be just like any other productive day.

I received a reality check when my alarm went off at 5:45 on Friday morning.  Later, during the staff’s before-school prayer time, all of us were moving a little extra slowly.  My kids were dragging from the moment they arrived.  I’ll put it this way—I had planned on giving a vocabulary test, teaching reading, writing, art, science, math, Spanish and reading books aloud to the youngest kids (like we do every Friday).  What did we actually do?  We had a vocabulary test, a tiny bit of reading, a lot of laying on the floor or sitting at a desk with head down, many trips to the water cooler, a little math, a lot of coloring and decorating for the party, reading to the little kids, eating ice pops, and (thankfully because it was a fun microscope activity) some science. 

This experience is not going to stop me from planning a full schedule of work on Fridays, but it is going to remind me to be flexible!

I was thankful just to make it to 3:30, and I wasn’t sure that I was going to be able to muster up the energy to go kayaking later that day—but I did!  We went to the bioluminescent bay in Fajardo.  It was an amazing experience!  The water contains a special type of organism that lights up when the water is agitated.  So basically, you’re kayaking in glowing water!  The moon was a little too bright that night, so we didn’t get the full effect—but I’m sure I’ll be back there sometime soon.

photos

I brought my camera to school today.  Enjoy...

Here is the photo alphabet in the front of my classroom.  I hope to have my students make one using pictures taken around the school. 

After lunch, the kids made a human pyramid (sort of).  Betsy's class is reading a story that tells about animals piling on top of each other, so she wanted to take pictures for the kids to write their own version.

I think you probably guessed what happened next!

Kevin is helping Mizael with his work.  Don't you just love to see that sort of thing?

In science, we're learning about cells.  Here are my students making a model of a plant cell with jello and candy.

Here's a better view of their smiling faces.  From left to right is Edwin, Johanely, and Kevin.

 Obviously, we had to to try some.  How often do you get the chance to say, "Today I ate some cytoplasm"?

At the end of the day, we have bell practice.  Last spring, Johanely took over the role of director.

I hope you enjoyed the small peek into our day.  I'll try to be better about keeping my camera with me so I can share more photos!

momentos difíciles

One day during writing class this week, I asked my students to make a list of hard times they’ve had in their lives. As usual, I used that time to write as well.

The following is one of the hard times that made it on my list:

It’s not easy being a teacher of deaf children while simultaneously learning sign language.

This week, my frustrations with communication have come to the forefront. I have so many things I want to explain to my kids…so much I want to ask them…so many of their questions I want to answer—but so often, I can’t.

How many more times will I have to stop a conversation with my students to say, “Wait,” while I look up a sign on the slow computer or run to the teacher next door and ask her—and feel at that exact moment, that any momentum we had is lost? For how much longer will I stare at a student during a conversation and understand all the signs she is using, but have no idea what she is talking about? How many more times will my students decide it is not worth the effort to ask me a question or tell me about what is going on in their lives? How many more attempts will I make to explain something and be met with blank stares—at which point I am forced to respond by saying, “Never mind,” and lose yet another teachable moment?

And just as the tears of frustration are welling up in my eyes, I am reminded that God is in control, and He brought me here for a reason. Then I page through a pocket ASL dictionary and realize just how much I have learned in a month. A reassuring feeling comes over me, and I become more confident that one day I will be able to teach an entire class without giving or receiving a puzzled look.

I look at my students every day and thank God that He gave me such patient and helpful kids to help me through these frustrations.

Thank you everyone for all of your thoughts and prayers!