The ACE Effect

Once a month, all corps members are required to attend an All Corps Event, or ACE. They take place on a Saturday, and often last about five hours. To a first or second year teacher, the idea of giving up ANOTHER Saturday often seems unbearable and cruel, and we often plot ways to avoid the ACEs, but for the most part, we go. And you know what? I always leave feeling a mix of emotions.

I leave with a new sense of community. Sometimes I forget that I'm not in this alone, and that I am part of a BIG, national movement to do something momentous.

I leave with a sense of urgency. OK, so that is a BIG TFA-ism (one of the MANY). It's almost a cliche, but it's part of the push this year. What we are doing needs to feel urgent in our classroom, and they convey that feeling at the ACEs.

I leave feeling confident in knowing what I can do to improve. This is a big change over the ACEs last year. Every time I leave my sessions, I take away one concrete thing I can do in my classroom to help my students. Yesterday's concrete idea: scaffolded checks for understanding.

I leave feeling like a pretty crappy teacher. I know this isn't the point, but at the ACEs, I am always confronted with my own short-comings as a teacher.  The fact that I wasn't already doing scaffolded checks for understandings really shocks me. There is so much more I could be doing for my students.  I can't imagine being a second year teacher NOT in TFA, and not having the opportunities to to continually build my skills and reflect on my practices. I would stay a crappy teacher. KINDA SCARY.

I leave inspired. This didn't happen at yesterday's ACE, but normally there is some sort of uplifting story about how one current or previous corps member changed the life of a student, and those stories are so wonderful to hear. They give me hope and keep me going. The fact that this has been missing from the ACEs this year is really starting to wear on the corps members, and could explain the absence of MANY of them on Saturday.

And now I'm thinking that I need to get to planning and implementing all of the great changes I need to in my lesson plans. I do get to end on a VERY positive note, though.  I will be in Portland this weekend to watch Dominic test for his black belt. It's a very big, awesome occasion, and I couldn't be a prouder sister! I can't wait to see my family. :)

Here are some pictures that I've snapped with my phone this summer. I'm a fool, and they aren't in any order. But they are pretty awesome. 

Hawaii.  My view while drinking up the sun at the beach. 

This is HOME. I LOVE the pano app on my phone. 

It sort of kills me that I haven't seen the new Twilight movie. Oh well. I can still wear a crown at Burger King and act like a fool and embarrass Allison.

Don't I have the COOLEST brother in the world? He's so cool, he's in 3 places!

Reunion time. First, my networking skills payed off. If all else fails, I have a contact at Playboy. Second, I stole a couple of party favors, such as the float toy. I also drank a lot of red wine. That i didn't pay for. Man I love UP

Exhibit B: another example of how cool Dominic is. 

More Hawaii: sunset at the Luau, and me kissing a fish made of some sort of plant. 

Now, I've had some trouble in the past of my pictures not showing up. Let's see if that happens here. 

The Journey Home: 10 Years of Good Travel Karma Comes To A Screeching Halt

I don't even know where to begin with this post. Yesterday was pretty much travel hell. I'm serious. And let's think about this: I'm pretty much a "go-with-the-flow" kind of girl, and I can handle quite a bit without the drama. I understand that the airline industry is huge, and delays and lost baggage are just part of the deal. But yesterday, more went wrong than right, and I'd rather not step foot in an airport till I have to leave for Hawaii on the 2nd. Let me break down the day by numbers to try and give you an understanding of what it was like...

5 

am, the time I woke up in Rome

6

am, the time I boarded my shuttle to the airport

7 

am, the time the security gate opened at FCO

820 

am, the time my flight SHOULD have departed

930 

am, the time my flight actually departed
4 

the length of my flight from Rome to London, in hours

12:15

pm, the time my flight from London should have departed

12:25 

pm, the time my flight landed in London

1:15

pm, the time my flight from London to Dallas had been pushed back to (phew!)

2:30 

pm, the ACTUAL time that fight left London

9

the length of my flight from London to Dallas in hours

6:05 

pm, the time my flight from Dallas to Portland took off

6:15 

pm, the time my flight landed in Dallas

1

the number of bags BA lost. 

1 

the number of bags I packed for the WHOLE SUMMER

8:00 

pm, the time of my new flight to Portland

4 

the length of my flight to Portland, in hours

10:30 

pm, the time I landed in Portland

30 

the number of hours I had been awake, minus 2 hours that I slept on the fight from Dallas to Portland

17 

the number of hours spent in flight

2 

the number of hours I spent just sitting on a plane, waiting for a leak in the landing gear to be fixed, or for a gate to open

150

the amount of money that I talked American Airlines into reimbursing me for so I can buy some necessitites, like underwear

36

the number of hours it could take for my bag to clear customs in Dallas, if not more

This morning, as I was speaking to a woman over the phone about my lost luggage and being compensated, I had to prove to her that Portland was not my home. Her argument: since my final destination with American Airlines is Portland, than that must be my home. I explained that no, Houston is my home, and I do not have a single change of clothes here in Portland. She then started to interrogate me on how I could pack for a month of travel in one carry on. So I, not so calmly, explained to her that she could check the billing address of the card that I used to purchase the tickets and see that it is in Houston, and that yes, I was living out of a carry-on sized luggage for nearly a month. I am a teacher, and I have the summers off. I had an opportunity to go to Europe, Portland, Hawaii and Portland again, and I am doing so. Just because I have not booked my flight home does NOT mean that this is home. She then had to run that story by her supervisor, which could still be denied. Really, AA? Up until this fiasco, I had to problems with your airline. But if you really try to state that Portland is my home just because I have no flight THROUGH YOU to Houston, then you have just lost a customer.
Hmpf!

But here I am in Portland, and I'm so happy to be HERE! (I won't use the word home, lest AA is reading...) I'm staying with my dad in Vancouver, and he is giving me use of the Volvo, a bed, and a key to the house! Sweet! I have a lot of catching up to do over the next few days, and I can't wait to see friends and family. I'm getting pretty amped for Hawaii, but my trip to Europe was the absolute best!!!!!!!! Here are some photos. As always, I wish I had taken more.

Ready, Set, GO!

My, it's been quite a year! Just the other night while I met some of the 2010 corps members, I couldn't help but think about much has happened since I was in their shoes. It wasn't that long ago (really, a year us a short amount if time), and it feels like yesterday. I remember meeting Caroline as we caught the same ride from the airport to the JW Marriot, and meeting Michelle, who just happened to be my roommate for induction. The next three days were a blur of information and people, but those beds were so comfy!!!!!

And here I am, with a year under my belt, twenty-some friends richer, and with a few more grey hairs. I've learned a lot this year about myself, teaching, the world around me, and of course Houston! It's been exhausting but well worth the time and effort. It's hard to look back though, when I have so much to look forward to.

Starting with the immediate, I'm about my whirlwind if a summer living out of a carry on. I have 30 lbs of necessities in my posession. This needs to get me through a week in London and Dublin, a week in Portland, a week in Hawaii, and about another week in Portland. I shipped a small box of dresses home for Hawaii, but that's it.

I still can't believe all the places I'll be this summer. I can't wait to explore London and Dublin with Jeff, spend some quality time at home(camping? Lake Billy Chinook??), gonto Hawaii with Allison and catch up on the last year, and then spend some mire time at home with friends at Billy and Lucia's wedding!!!! It's just all surreal. If I wasn't already, I'll be an expert flyer.

The history geek that I am is getting excited fir Europe. Thanks to Jenny Brunsell, I have a loaned copy if Rick Steeve's guide to London with me. Molly, I'll do my best to follow his advice, but I've been a bit spontaneous lately. :)

If you need to get a hold of me, please shoot me an email (dredman05@gmail.com) or a facebook message. I did not bring my camera cable with me, so photos will have to wait til Portland. Unless they come from the phone of course!

Love you all. Thanks for hanging in there this past year, through my rants and raves. I'm sure I more often then not dis not make any logical sense. I wonder if my students feel the same way...

Almost There

I'm packing for Europe right now. Actually, that's false. I'm packing for a week in London and Ireland, 10 days in Portland, a week in Hawaii, and another week or so in Portland. In one carry on.

AM I CRAZY? Probably. I think I'll ship a box of shorts to mom tomorrow morning before my flight so that I don't have to pack those for Europe. And the dress for Billy and Lucia's wedding. Everything else will have to go in the pretty, blue suitcase.

Here's hoping I make it.

Year 1

Is in the books. I don't really know what to say. I can't even begin to write actual paragraphs, or sentences that describe this past year, these past 10 months, the long days, and the eternal minutes. So I have words. Thank God for words.

frightening

tiring

exciting

big

loooooooooong

(that's what she said)

rude

sweet

delicious

horrible

memorable

work

fun

leisure

stress

massages

sleep

lack of sleep

tired feet

bad outfits

big purchases

move

stay

sit down

quit talking

thank you.

Someday I'll sit down and try to piece it all together, but I've never been good about that. So now I'll just look forward. I leave on the 13th for Europe. I'll be spending a few days in London Town, then a couple more in Rome. I'm excited to eat, drink, and be merry. I'll be with my most wonderful roommate and constant companion, Jessica for the entire trip, and will be joined by Jeff while in London. THEN, I'll fly from Rome to Portland, which is going to be the longest flight ever. I'll spend about a week in the city of roses, Rip City, and Stumptown, then it's off to Maui with ALLISON!  Oh geeze. After a week of laying in the sun, snorkeling, surfing (??) and sipping Mai Tais, I head back to the 503, and hang out there until I decide when I'm coming back to Houston. I should get on that plane ticket, right?? I'm excited and nervous and have no idea how to pack for such a summer. I'll be living out of my carry on. And I'm reading all of the travel blogs and Rick Steve books that I can find. So be watching out for maybe a reflective post, and DEFINITELY pictures from my travels.

Break in Concentration

I'm in my third-to-last week of my first year. There are officially TWO Mondays left. And I can't keep showing movies, right? I need to keep teaching, and it's hard and I don't know what to do and all I want to do is start their research projects but we can't do that just yet. So here I am, stuck trying to figure out how to make learning about Australia and Antarctica and Oceania neat. I don't want to rely on the book, because that is boring as heck. But I don't want to put in the time to create awesome power points and find neat resources. What kind of resources could there be? And I've already shown an awesome video about Australia that was narrated by Russel Crowe. 

Man, I need to step up to the plate and stop bitching. I'm ALMOST DONE...

So here are some things I've been thinking about INSTEAD of work...

London

Rome

Good Coffee

Yummy food...

Home...

Oh you know, just the normal stuff...

Like a good Portland rain...

And a good rain jacket

Because, really, what could be better than a good rain jacket, with a good cup of coffee, while walking in the rain in Portland? I urge you to find something more soothing than that!

Oh, and it's sunny and beautiful in Houston, in case anyone was wondering.

:)

Final countdown

So I leave in exactly 6 days, and I had to check the calendar because I wasn't sure how many days there are between now and June 4th. What does this say about me? If you guessed that I am NOT prepared to leave, you are correct! I still have to re-organize my belongings in storage, pack what I think I'll need for a month of teaching/interviews/training/craziness, and get all of my other crap staged to move when I get back. This is really just too overwhelming. As for the clothes, what I wear this weekend at the Lake (woo!) will be minimal, and what I wear next week will comprise of jeans and t-shirts. That will keep washing down, and I can pack pretty much everything else. Speaking of packing, how does one pack hangers? I know that I'll need them, I just don't know how to pack them. Any gems of wisdom would be appreciated.

So that list I made about the things I want to do while still in Oregon??? I don't think I've done one thing. Maybe I'll talk Wyeth into stopping and doing some wine tasting on our way to Spokane tonight. That will cross at least one item off my list. But I think that my relaxing and spending time with friends totally beats anything on that list. And it's not like I'll never return to Oregon and Crater Lake will probably be around for a couple more millenia, so what's the rush???

Alrighty, my mom wants to me type up a press release about my Teach For America position for the local paper. God I love being from a small town!

Cheers!