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I can get so busy with teaching, paperwork and whatever else I need to attend to that sometimes, I may not get to check in with each child.  It is really important to check in with each kid.  Doing this allows me to get to know each child a bit more and it alerts me to problems/issues I may need to address concerning that child. (vision, home problems, test anxiety, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of state testing.  Before the kids took the test today I passed out "brain food" and let the kids talk with their neighbors and relax a bit.  As they ate and chatted, I scanned the room to check in with them.  As most of my students were laughing, talking and comparing snacks, one of my boys was in a quiet trance staring at his hands.  I was curious as to what he was looking at in his hands.   This student performs very high on all academic tasks and I wondered if he had written a list of things he wanted to make sure to remember for the test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked up behind him and I saw that he had three tiny cards in his hands.  They were prayer cards. One was a prayer for the day.  Another was a prayer for school.  The third card, the one he was intently reading was a prayer for students.  I watched the student until he looked as if he was done with his prayer (he was reading silently) and then I talked to him about it. He told me that his parents gave them to him and he wanted to make sure that he prayed before the test. &lt;br /&gt;The student then put the cards away in his backpack, opened up his snack and joined the rest of the group in conversation and pre-test giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scenario from my classroom made me think of the people who are fighting for prayer to be a mandated part of the school day. One of their biggest arguments is that prayer has been taken away from the children.  I say prayer has always been in school and will continue for those who choose to do it.  My student proved this today.  He felt the need to pray, he did so without disturbing anyone else, he didn't ask anyone to join him and then he went on about his business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not one to pray in public. Truth be told, I am not really one to pray in private either.  What I saw my student do today though touched me deeply.  I thought it was a very sweet thing to do, it was very meaningful to my student and I knew it set him off on the right foot for his test and for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2650396515130049965?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2650396515130049965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2650396515130049965' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2650396515130049965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2650396515130049965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2010/04/prayer-in-school.html' title='Prayer in School'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-7205691055712510473</id><published>2009-08-12T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T10:24:35.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school;'/><title type='text'>Random Notes on a Roster</title><content type='html'>Been a long time since I have blogged....sigh...Facebook has taken over my internet life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts on Tuesday.  Right now I should be setting up my classroom.  Instead, I am studying my class roster.  I can learn a great many things from this simple list.  I classify the notes into good news, possibly challenging news and "hmm". Here are some of those things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good news:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have 20 students.  This is great because i will start out with a full class.  If I am lucky, I will keep the same 20 throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 9 girls, 11 boys.  Pretty even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 18 out of my 20 are 7 or 8 yrs old.  WOO HOO!  2 are still 6. What a difference it makes to have kids start second grade at 7 yrs.  I am already exhaling.  YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Only one of my students has a "behavior record."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) 4 of my new students are siblings of former students.  I think I have held them all as babies when they were born.  How many teachers can say that about their students?  How cool is that? I love working at a school for a long period of time.  You get to know the familes, form relationships with them and watch the children grow and flourish.  Very, very rewarding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Possible Challenges:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 13 English Learners.  7 of those at the intermediate level, 4 at beginning or early intermediate and one ad early advanced.  a little bit of a spread but for the most part close together in english proficiency.  This year i have 7 English Only kids.  This is the largest group I have ever had.  They are the biggest challenge.  Despite the fact that they are labeled English Only, you can never assume that they are truly proficient in English.  These kids are usually the ones who are low readers or are really English Learners but their parents have not identified them as such, so legally, they don't get the specialized services. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) One student has a chronic lice problem.  Aside from the health issues, lice problems = attendance problems.  I will have to handle that right away.  Educate the parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) One of my students has a behavior record.  LOTS of hitting and kicking and toilet flooding.  I will have to take care of that one RIGHT AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmm&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1)  I have a Sabina in my class.  She will probably be my first and last Sabina ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I think this will be a good year.  Three cheers for the 2009/2010 school year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-7205691055712510473?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7205691055712510473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=7205691055712510473' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7205691055712510473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7205691055712510473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-notes-on-roster.html' title='Random Notes on a Roster'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-4248079358014858657</id><published>2009-05-30T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:45:18.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; last day; students'/><title type='text'>Last Day Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the last day of school.  Here are some thoughts on the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sick Child&lt;/span&gt;:  A, one of my angels, has been sick.  She didn't make it to school on Thursday because she was running a fever.  Yesterday, when I took attendance, she was not there.  I was so sad to miss seeing her on the last day.  Ten minutes later, she showed up at the door with her mom, crying.  Her mom asked me for help with A.  She said that A was still running a slight fever but that she was begging her to come to school since it was the last day.  I told the mom that I would keep A for a bit and if we needed to, we would call her to pick A up.  A gave me a big germy hug and took a seat.  Another 30 minutes later, I saw tears welling up in A's eyes.  I came over to check in on her and this is what she said :"Ms.V., I no feel good.  My tummick (stomach) hurts." I told her that I was so happy to see her but that it was time for her to go home.  I sent her off to the nurse's office with a hug and a few party goodies in a bag.  She started to walk away but then turned around and ran back to give me a hug and a big kiss on the cheek.  She said "I lub you Ms.V.  I will miss you!"    That girl just melts my heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUNK food &lt;/span&gt;:  Once again, the food vs. academic achievement test produced the same results.  The higher the class is academically, the smaller the feast.  When the class is overall lower in academic acheivement, we have a plethora of junk food.  Yesterday's feast was disgustingly large.  I think we had 10 bags of chips, 2 cakes, 3 bags of cookies, 3 bottles of juice, 4 boxes of juice boxes and more.  I sent most of it home.  Just looking at it made me gain a few pounds!  I love those kids but I think we needed to work on nutrition a little more than we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confession&lt;/span&gt;:  One of my boys, A, has ADHD.  There is talk of him possibly having Asperger's as well.  He is a very bright young man but is challenged behaviorally.  He takes no medicine and sees no specialist for his challenges.  This makes life tough for him.  I try my best to make accomodations for him because I know that the problems that arise as a result of his issues are totally out of his control.  It makes my work exhausting but it is necessary for him to be successful.  I am always redirecting him and trying to find something positive and motivating to say to him to keep him on track.  Yesterday, on our way back from lunch, he was a mess in the lunch line.  Jumping up and down, flying around in circles kicking the air... yikes!  So, I did my usual routine of walking up to him and pretending to completely ignore the behavior and ask him if he could escort me to the classroom because I wasn't sure how to get there. (This is my little game that I play with him to redirect his behavior and to help him save face in front of his peers)&lt;br /&gt;A snapped out of it and took my arm and began his tour guide routine to escort me to the room.  He walked very nicely to class and was quite the gentleman.  When we got to the class, he waited outside as everyone filed inside.  Then, when we were alone outside, he said "Ms. V.  I am sorry.  I just can't calm myself down sometimes. I will try to do better."  I gave him the biggest hug ever.  I told him that it was no problem and that I would be happy to  walk him to class next year if he needed help calming down.  He melts my heart too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English!!!&lt;/span&gt;:  J, is a newcomer from Mexico.  He has been here for 2 months.  He has learned a substantial amount of English in the short time he has been here but would rather speak in Spanish.  In academic situations, I pushed the English but for social situations, I let him use Spanish.  These last two weeks though, I tried pushing the English with him for everything. Basically, he would ask me in Spanish and then I would translate in English and have him repeat it to me.  The most common phrase was, of course, the bathroom request.  Right before school let out yesterday, J came rushing up to me with an urgency in his eyes  that told me what he needed to do before he even asked.  He started to ask in Spanish and then with a sparkle in his eye and a heavy accent said "May I go to the bathroom please?"  Love it!  Never too late!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-4248079358014858657?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4248079358014858657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=4248079358014858657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4248079358014858657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4248079358014858657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day-thoughts.html' title='Last Day Thoughts'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2353506249794960554</id><published>2009-05-26T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:28:31.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; student; college;'/><title type='text'>My First Invitation</title><content type='html'>Every year that I have been teaching, I have always talked up the importance of going to school, working hard and going to college. Additionally, I ask my students to invite me to their high school and college graduations. I have been teaching for 14 years now and not once have I had a student take me up on that until this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E was in the first class that I taught in public school. He was a stocky little guy, good kid, a bit shy and timid. He was a hard working student academically and had a good foundation at home to keep him straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen E in years. 10, to be exact. During Open House, a few weeks ago, he popped in to say hi. He looked great! He is in great shape, is well spoken, seems very self assured and happy. He asked how I was doing and also asked about my daughter. E shared his after high school plans with me. He will be attending UC Merced and then hopes to transfer to Cal in two years. I was so excited for him and I gave him a great big hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E came by with his parents. They thanked me for helping him the year that he was with me. They also thanked me for helping them to work with him. They knew very little English and were not sure if they would be able to give him the support that he needed. E is living proof that they could and that they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the best surprise of all. E and his parents asked me if I would come to his high school graduation. YAY! I got a bit weepy and of course said "YES!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night is the last day of school. On the last day of school I like to run home and begin my long vacation right away. This year, I will hold out for a few hours. I will stay in town and proudly watch one of my former students make his walk across the stage to receive his diploma. I am so proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anything can top this except, of course, if he invites me to his college graduation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2353506249794960554?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2353506249794960554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2353506249794960554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2353506249794960554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2353506249794960554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-invitation.html' title='My First Invitation'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-484539983844993437</id><published>2009-05-20T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:27:21.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; students; fan mail; english learners'/><title type='text'>Fan Mail</title><content type='html'>One of the things I love about my job are the sweet letters I get from my students.  I call them my fan mail.  Depending on the group, I can get several of them a week.  This year, I have two girls in particular who like to write to me.  One is very clever with the method of delivery.  She strategically places them in spots where I am sure to find them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, of course, have to turn this into a teachable moment.  She has mastered the 2nd grade friendly letter format so I am working on building vocabulary with her.  As an English learner, she can use the help with descriptive language.  I told her that we could turn her letter writing into a game of hide and seek.  She is to hide the letter and then give me descriptive clues to find it.  We are having lots of fun with it and she is learning at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typed below is today’s fan mail installment.  I typed it just as it was written, spelling mistakes and all.  It is a keeper.  It will be added to my bulging envelope of similarly sweet letters from students from years past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                        5/20/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, Mrs. V,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have you been? You are the best teacher in the world!  You are nice with us.  You are funny!  You are good at arts and crafts.  I love the movies you put.  I relly like Arthur movies.  Could we see them all this week or before we end school?  I hope we could see ech other when I’m in 3rd grade.  You are cute.&lt;br /&gt;     sincirally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-484539983844993437?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/484539983844993437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=484539983844993437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/484539983844993437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/484539983844993437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/fan-mail.html' title='Fan Mail'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5692269792034528391</id><published>2009-03-24T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:41:05.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aging'/><title type='text'>Whew!  I've Still Got It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://trainhorns.net/sound/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Train Horns" src="http://trainhorns.net/sound/img/passed.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://trainhorns.net/"&gt;Train Horns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5692269792034528391?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5692269792034528391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5692269792034528391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5692269792034528391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5692269792034528391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/whew-ive-still-got-it.html' title='Whew!  I&apos;ve Still Got It!'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-7795925737320116640</id><published>2009-03-21T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:01:03.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothing; school; student'/><title type='text'>Clothes That Fit</title><content type='html'>This week I cleaned out Sabi's drawers and closet.  I took out all of the clothing that was too small and took inventory of what she would need for the summer.  Due to the fact that she grows like a weed, I had a HUGE stack of clothing to get rid of.  Two big bags full to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually give my clothing to Goodwill.  With Sabi's clothes, I like to give them to friends of hers or to my students.  This time I decided to give them to one of my students.  Now Sabi is a 5th grader and I teach 2nd graders.  Sabi is also a very tall girl.  That being said, I have one student who is very stocky who I thought might be able to use the clothing.  I was actually afraid the clothing might be too small but I thought I would give it a shot anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl I wanted to give the clothing to, N, never wears clothing that fits.  As I mentioned, she is stocky and short.  There is nothing her size in the girls department.  Everything she wears is at least 10 times too small.  The waist is always very low, exposing her backside and her tummy hangs over everything.  The poor thing looks like her clothes are painted on sometimes.  This being said, I have never met a child so happy with themselves and with such a great self image. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clothes I wanted to give away were girls plus clothes.  (Did you know they make those?)  They have been a blessing for Sabi.  She is so tall and is cursed with my hips and smaller waist.  The problem with the plus size pants for Sabi is that the waist/tummy section is too big.  They fit in the hips though so I make them fit on her by tucking them in on the sides and make her use a belt.  It isn't perfect, but it is comfy!  I was hoping that these clothes would be a good match for N.  I knew that she had never had anything fit her before and hopefully, these would not be too tight for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave the clothes to N on Tuesday.  On Wednesday, she came to school in one of the shorts I gave her.  She told me that the clothes were too big for her but that she could grow into them.  She was pleased as punch to have them on and told everyone that I gave them to her.  I watched her walk around the room to see how they fit.  They were a perfect fit!  I talked to her about the clothes and she told me again how they were too big.  It was then that I realized that she doesn't know what a perfect fit is.  She is so used to being hugged and squeezed into tight clothing that she doesn't know the difference!  Poor baby!  She is all of 7 years old and thinks that is how clothing is supposed to fit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N wore more of the hand me downs for the remainder of the week.  She was happy to be in them and I was happy to see her happy.  Other teachers told me that something was different with N, that she looked different but they weren't sure what it was.  I just smiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad Sabi's clothes went to a good home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-7795925737320116640?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7795925737320116640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=7795925737320116640' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7795925737320116640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7795925737320116640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/clothes-that-fit.html' title='Clothes That Fit'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-7184173388643980881</id><published>2009-03-18T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:46:37.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; students'/><title type='text'>A Ray of Sunshine</title><content type='html'>This school year is quite stressful.  I have so many things that I could blog (rant) about.  I won't though.  It is depressing enough to have to live though it.  Why relive it in this blog.  Instead I will write about my ray of sunshine in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is a doll. I was really worried about her at the beginning of the school year.  We had an IEP on her within the first few weeks of school starting.  Her scores were SO low but die to the fact that she had no discrepancy, she remained in my room.  I was quite angry about that because I thought it wasa huge disservice to her.  However, I kept my happy face on and worked hard with A.  She worked even harder.  She amazed us all by making great gains academically.  Since August, she has jumped from being a non reader to reading at almost a 2nd grade level.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math is much harder for her.  She has never quite understood what we were doing.  I work with here every day to try and help out but she is always many steps behind.  Never once has she given up or complained though.  I admire her so much for this.  Right now, we are working on one the hardest concepts of the entire year, 3 digit addition with regrouping.  She brought me her page to check it.  I was amazed because it was complete.  I was even more shocked to find that all of the answers were correct.  I asked her who helped her with it.  She told me that she did it on her own.  I told her that I wanted to watch her do it myself.  I didn't believe her.  So then, A smiles up at me, knowing that I don't believe her and says, "ok Ms. V., watch me!"  I did and was blown away.  SHE GETS IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I hugged her, apologized and did the happy dance with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A has so many issues that the rest of the kids don't have to deal with.  That being said, A is not going to let any of her issues stand in her way for success.  She proves to herself, to me, her parents and the rest of our class that she is a hard worker and part of the group.  I wish that the rest of the class had her drive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-7184173388643980881?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7184173388643980881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=7184173388643980881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7184173388643980881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7184173388643980881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/ray-of-sunshine.html' title='A Ray of Sunshine'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2331703662102362460</id><published>2009-03-17T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:46:26.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celia cruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oscar d&apos;leon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Favorite Concert</title><content type='html'>Wow!  It has been over a month since I last blogged.  I have to admit, I have been playing on Facebook and have neglected this site.  Sorry folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Question of the Week: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;What is the best concert that you have been to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the great jams I am privileged to hear in my living room when my aunt, uncle and Sabi play, the best concert I have experienced was a Oscar D'Leon and Celia Cruz.  It was my first time seeing both performers.  I went to the concert in SF and wasn't sure what to expect.  There was seating around tables but mainly there was open floor for dancing.  I was at the very front and had a great view of everything.  Oscar D'Leon and his group played for over 2 hours I think.  They were amazing.  Celia Cruz's flight was delayed so she didn't arrive until sometime after 11.  She was hot!  Celia performed for over an hour.  I was so amazed at her too.  The music was great, the people in the audience were fabulous and spirits were high.  It was an unforgettable night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2331703662102362460?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2331703662102362460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2331703662102362460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2331703662102362460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2331703662102362460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/favorite-concert.html' title='Favorite Concert'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-6931937094448127692</id><published>2009-02-15T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T11:13:16.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><title type='text'>Question?</title><content type='html'>What is your favorite vacation spot?  Why do you like it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-6931937094448127692?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6931937094448127692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=6931937094448127692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6931937094448127692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6931937094448127692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/question.html' title='Question?'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-3222923246591809202</id><published>2009-02-03T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:42:16.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; students'/><title type='text'>On a Happier Note</title><content type='html'>Today I got a new student.  She is wonderful.  This young lady can read at grade level, is polite, kind, friendly and most importantly, a risk taker.  What is even better is that I can tell that this is not "honeymoon" behavior.  What a great addition to the classroom.  Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-3222923246591809202?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3222923246591809202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=3222923246591809202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3222923246591809202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3222923246591809202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-happier-note.html' title='On a Happier Note'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-7457143636703552883</id><published>2009-02-02T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:42:52.458-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>What is New?</title><content type='html'>School: I have gained and lost several students in the past month. It has been very troubling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child #1:&lt;br /&gt;I have been fighting for testing since the first day of school. We finally had the SST, I advocated strongly for testing and the team decided to go ahead and test. The next day, he moved! The poor child is bouncing his way through the system and can't read, or write his name to save his life. I HOPE he gets someone who will keep fighting for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child #2: Lots of ups and downs with this one. He started off with behavioral problems but we then worked them out with behavior mod. He started slipping Mid December. He has not been at school for the past 3 weeks. I have an emergency SST for him this week. I am not sure what will happen with him but I can only hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child #3: I had this one for one week and then he was gone. There was apparently a custody battle going on with the parents. I just received notice that he would be back tomorrow. Now, the parents are back together. In the meantime, this child has been bouncing around between schools for about 3 months. he isn't a child who can afford to miss even 1 day of school. Due to the fact that school is a challenge for him, he is easily distracted and enjoys playing the class clown. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child #4: This one was gone for 4 weeks. She made her First Communion in Mexico and was there for Christmas. She had a wonderful time with her family but she definitely could not afford to miss out on classwork. She is now back but struggling. It is going to take a long time to get her back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 15 more kids that all come with their own baggage. This job is really challenging sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-7457143636703552883?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7457143636703552883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=7457143636703552883' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7457143636703552883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7457143636703552883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-new.html' title='What is New?'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-1586618524937423740</id><published>2009-01-12T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:31:31.208-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv; hawaii'/><title type='text'>What they don't have in Hawaii</title><content type='html'>I just finished watching my novela and it brought me back to something that happened to me when we were in Hawaii last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night I was in the hotel room flipping through the channels and trying to find something to watch.  I found nothing but kept flipping through the channels as if something I wanted to watch would miraculously appear on the screen.  I did find several channels in Japanese.  That was interesting for a few minutes but after the novelty wore off, I turned off the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night I did the same thing.  I flipped through the channels again.  I knew that I was missing something and then it hit me...there were no stations in Spanish!  I am so used to (dependent upon) my Spanish channels.  I like to watch the evening news on Univision, I like to watch Despierta America in the morning.  I like to watch old novelas on Telefutura.  I enjoy picking up stray novelas on other channels like TV Azteca and Galavision.  None of these channels were in the lineup in Hawaii.  AAUGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, I did survive without Spanish tv.   Hawaii has many wonderful things to offer.  It was just interesting to see how different it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-1586618524937423740?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1586618524937423740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=1586618524937423740' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1586618524937423740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1586618524937423740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-they-dont-have-in-hawaii.html' title='What they don&apos;t have in Hawaii'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-610319547120427678</id><published>2009-01-11T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:11:07.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel; Rabbi Brant; blog'/><title type='text'>The Newest Addition to My Blogroll</title><content type='html'>Today, after receiving an e-mail from Jewish Voice for Peace,  I added Rabbi Brant's blog to my blogroll.  Check it out:  &lt;a href="http://rabbibrant.com/"&gt;Shalom Rav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-610319547120427678?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/610319547120427678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=610319547120427678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/610319547120427678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/610319547120427678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/newest-addition-to-my-blogroll.html' title='The Newest Addition to My Blogroll'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2553125779252373373</id><published>2009-01-08T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:24:43.553-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; iPod'/><title type='text'>iPod vs. CD's</title><content type='html'>I am considering taking my iPod to school to use there permanently.  I have had so many problems in the past few years with orgainzing all of my CD's or having them skip.  I also have CD player problems.  The machines that the school buys don't seem to last very long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thought is that I could bring in my iPOd and load all of the CD's that I need for work on there.  I wouldn't have to worry about finding CD's, they would all be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This if course means that I would need to get a new iPod for myself.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a teacher reading this post, what do you do???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2553125779252373373?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2553125779252373373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2553125779252373373' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2553125779252373373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2553125779252373373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/ipod-vs-cds.html' title='iPod vs. CD&apos;s'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-773222635460378043</id><published>2009-01-07T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:18:13.844-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gangs; school'/><title type='text'>God's Gang</title><content type='html'>The school I work at is on the West side of town.  It is in the poorest section of town.  There is also a higher incidence of crime and gang activity in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a faith based organization within a few blocks of the school.  The organization has a lot of activities going on at their site for families and children.  Most of the kids at the school know of this organization.  I have some issues with the way the organization operates but it does do many good things for the community.  Most recently, they organized  coat drive and everyone who needed a coat in the neighborhood got one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FB organization has an after school club for kids.  I don't know the exact extent of activities that they offer to the children but I do know that they offer homework assistance, there are computers available for use, day care and snacks.  What bothers me about this service is their logo, "God's Gang."  Many of our kids come to school in t-shirts and sweatshirts with this logo on it.  I think it is just irresponsible for them to use this as their logo.  I take issue with the phrase God's Gang.  It is catchy but what is it trying to say?  I especially take issue with the fact that they would use this as the logo in our Gang infested neighborhood.  I am sure that the people running the program would tell me that the kids are already familiar with gangs and that they are trying to use familiar language to help them see a more positive light.  My thought is that kids should be taught that gangs are bad period. We have sure a bad problem with gangs in our neighborhood that all 5th and 6th grade students receive gang awareness instruction built into the regular school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to be able to express my opinion to the organization but I have a feeling that my thoughts would fall on deaf ears. &lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-773222635460378043?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/773222635460378043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=773222635460378043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/773222635460378043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/773222635460378043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/gods-gang.html' title='God&apos;s Gang'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-7317781849329266765</id><published>2009-01-04T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:03:36.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolution; new year'/><title type='text'>Resolution</title><content type='html'>I don't have any resolutions this year.  I hate making them only to break them.  I will just try to do a better job of being a better mother, daughter, sister, teacher, co-worker and human being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I will try to eat better and exercise more too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-7317781849329266765?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7317781849329266765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=7317781849329266765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7317781849329266765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7317781849329266765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolution.html' title='Resolution'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-1670546422886286854</id><published>2009-01-03T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:26:10.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went to a memorial service of a longtime family friend of my grandparents who passed away last week.  I was never close with Mr. H but from what I knew of him, he was a great man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. H and his wife lived in the same senior complex that my grandmother lives in.  A few months ago I heard that he was not doing well and had some health problems.  Recently I heard that he took a turn for the worse.  He had hospice care coming to his home to help out and was basically waiting to die.  Despite all of his pain and problems, we was still in good spirits and was fighting the best he could.  Before he died my grandmother stopped by to visit.  Mr. H told my grandmother something that really stuck with me.  I can't remember exactly how he phrased it but it was something to the effect that he felt so blessed to know that he was dying because it gave him the opportunity to personally say his goodbyes to his friends and family.  When my grandmother told me that it kind of stuck with me.  I was impressed with how he managed to face his end so positively and try to live the time he had left to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, at the service, one of his sons mentioned this same thought to us when he spoke.  He said that one of Mr. H's many relatives kept a bedside watch by him every night these past few weeks while he slept.  Most of the time spent at his bedside was spent reading while Mr. H slept but sometime through the night Mr. H would wake up because he remembered one more thing that he wanted to tell the person spending time with him before he died.  Mr. H. had so much to share and he really took advantage of the time he had left to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace Mr. H.   You will be missed by many people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-1670546422886286854?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1670546422886286854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=1670546422886286854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1670546422886286854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1670546422886286854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-i-went-to-memorial-service-of.html' title=''/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-6676665424009605777</id><published>2009-01-02T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:30:38.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Girls</title><content type='html'>Today I went to school to get some work done in my classroom.  I was accompanied by Sabi and her friend M.  The girls had a blast hanging out with each other.  They spent the day entertaining themselves playing games online, teaching each other art that they learned in school, playing board games and doing test prep.  (yes, test prep...they are crazy like that!)  They also helped me here and there with little projects around the room.  As I was working I got to hear little tidbits of their conversations.  Most of it centered around school.  They talked a lot about college and even went so far as to create their own colleges on the computer designing a flag and mascot!  From college talk they moved to junior high and high school thoughts.  They were talking about which jr. high and hs they will attend.  Sabi told M that she needs to go to Modesto High beacause her grandma works there and also because there is an IB program there.  M asked what IB was.  I tried to explain it to her very simplistically and said "well, it is a program that is competitive and accelerated in academics.."  M, who is a high achiever, cut me off and with huge eyes and a big smile said "that is the one for me.  You had me at competitive!"  I am still cracking up over that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-6676665424009605777?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6676665424009605777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=6676665424009605777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6676665424009605777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6676665424009605777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-girls.html' title='School Girls'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5267468745087701632</id><published>2009-01-01T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:54:17.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>New Year's Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SV2d3zbHEhI/AAAAAAAAApQ/QX6Uh0GSd2o/s1600-h/hanauma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SV2d3zbHEhI/AAAAAAAAApQ/QX6Uh0GSd2o/s320/hanauma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286555119625114130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor blog.  I have pretty much abandoned this site for the past several months.  I have been busy with a hectic year.  It doesn't help that I discovered Facebook.  Much of my free computer time is spent there playing games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) School:  Every so often I get a rough year.  This is one of those years.  I am being challenged in many ways.  I could go on and on about how rough life has been for me but I won't.  i think that I have gotten over the depression of the year and have grown thicker skin.  For the second half of the year I am going to view the year as a challenge that I will overcome.  It will make me a stronger and better teacher.  The end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Health:  I have been off health wise since April of 08.  I have seen a slew of specialists, had several tests taken and been on different meds here and there.  I think most of my problems have leveled off.  I found that I have mild carpal tunnel syndrome as well as Reynaud's Phenomenon.  In a short time I took care of the carpal tunnel with a hand brace.  The Reynaud's is mild but I am learning to handle that too.  I am doing ok now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Family:  My dad came to visit from Panama this month.  Two days after he arrived my entire family jumped on a plane and went on a trip to Hawaii.  We haven't had a family trip in over 20 years.  It was great.  We went to Oahu and had a blast.  One highlight of the trip was snorkeling in Hanauma Bay.  Too cool!  We had a whole week together.  I don't know when we will do something like this again but I really hope we won't wait another 20 years to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/msabcmom/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5267468745087701632?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5267468745087701632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5267468745087701632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5267468745087701632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5267468745087701632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-update.html' title='New Year&apos;s Update'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SV2d3zbHEhI/AAAAAAAAApQ/QX6Uh0GSd2o/s72-c/hanauma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-6403484392284394854</id><published>2008-11-19T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:12:14.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; students'/><title type='text'>Rare, But Welcome</title><content type='html'>I got another new student today.  She, like the last student to join our little group, is working at grade level.  This is such a rare thing to happen at my school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I will work with any student no matter where they are academically.  It is my job, that is what I signed up for and am happy to work with all students.  When students come in at grade level though it just makes my job that much easier because I don't have to do a lot of catch up, individualized work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one more open spot in my classroom.  I wonder who will fill that spot?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-6403484392284394854?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6403484392284394854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=6403484392284394854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6403484392284394854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6403484392284394854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/rare-but-welcome.html' title='Rare, But Welcome'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-701214226927133559</id><published>2008-11-17T20:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:01:04.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; students; reading'/><title type='text'>Coolness!</title><content type='html'>I have 4 low readers.  I have been working with them individually and they also get some pull out help.   3 of the kids are really invested in making progress.  Today, I started my monthly running records to see what level they are reading at independently.  The three that have really been working hard made growth.  Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the students, "D", had a major breakthrough today.  Today, he became a reader!  While he was reading to me he stopped and looked up at me and said "Ms.V., I am reading!"  I smiled at him, complimented him and encouraged him to continue.  Shortly after the testing period we had library time.  D, now energized about his new found skill, grabbed two Dr.Seuss books.  He started to read Green Eggs and Ham.  He was late to the line to check out his books because he was so engaged in reading.  In fact, he wouldn't release the book to the librarian when he checked it out.  He held it open so she could scan the bar code and he could continue reading.  On the way back to class, he didn't look up once.  I heard the entire book.  When we got back to class he said, "Ms. V., this book is EASY!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally love these moments.  They make the rest of the nonsense worthwhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-701214226927133559?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/701214226927133559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=701214226927133559' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/701214226927133559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/701214226927133559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/coolness.html' title='Coolness!'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5478089727201279811</id><published>2008-11-15T06:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T06:32:00.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancho Villa Turkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/3030275485/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3177/3030275485_91d6708572_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/3030275485/"&gt;Pancho Villa Turkey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/msabcmom/"&gt;msabcmom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got the coolest idea online for a Thanksgiving family project.  The kids get a "naked" turkey and then have to disguise it to help it make it past Thanksgiving.  Once it is disguised, they then have to write a small persuasive paragraph, in the voice of the turkey,  as to why they should be saved.  I have received 7 so far and they are cute!  I am hoping to get more on Monday.  I will have o remember to bring my camera in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one came as Pancho Villa. The write up for it said " My name is Pancho villa, a Mexican revolutionary and I need your help to make it through thanksgiving." I am so impressed with both the artwork and the writing!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5478089727201279811?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5478089727201279811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5478089727201279811' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5478089727201279811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5478089727201279811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/pancho-villa-turkey.html' title='Pancho Villa Turkey'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3177/3030275485_91d6708572_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-7304564007240082053</id><published>2008-11-14T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:48:32.540-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parent conferences'/><title type='text'>Parent Conference Notes</title><content type='html'>1) I was totally shocked this week in one of my conferences when a parent asked me to explain how to use addition and subtraction flashcards.  I started to explain how she could play games with her son etc but she said "no, what does it mean?"  I realized then that she didn't know the plus and minus signs.  She said that she "didn't have too much schooling. " I had to teach her the plus and minus signs and then explain how to read simple equations like 4-1=3.    She said that while she is working with her son she might learn something.  That comment might seem like a positive one but sadly, I have not yet seen her follow through with anything school wise this year, not even the simplest handwriting homework.  That was a depressing conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Some conferences were great.  I have  a lot of parents who really want to be involved.  A different set of parents told me that they went to school in Mexico but only through 2nd grade.  They said that they really want to help their daughter at home but are limited so would appreciate any help I could give them.  I began by telling them that despite their formal education, they have provided the most academically nurturing environment for their daughter.  She LOVES school and is thriving as one of my top students.  They are doing a whole lot in the right direction for her.  I also recommended the an after school homework club for their daughter in case she needs help that they can't give.  Within 5 minutes of leaving my class they had enrolled her in the program.  Now that is follow through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) One parent flat out refused to come.  I wrote about this in a previous blog.  My VP went to the house to do a home visit and review the conference material with the mom.  My VP returned the signed paperwork to me today.  I asked her who signed it and she told me that the mom did. I then let her know that the name on the paperwork was not the mom's name.  When I spoke with my student about the situation he told me that mom was in bed and his mom's friend talked to the VP instead.  The friend never told the VP that she wasn't the mom.  The mom couldn't be bothered to get out of bed!!!   Unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) My daughter was a great help during conferences.  She took care of my students as well as their siblings when I spoke with the parents.  She had kids from ages 2 - 12. She really came through for me.  This year's conferences were the smoothest I have ever had and I think it is because I didn't have toddlers running through the room screaming!  I handsomely rewarded her with cash for the school book fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I am all done with conferences...yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-7304564007240082053?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7304564007240082053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=7304564007240082053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7304564007240082053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7304564007240082053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/parent-conference-notes.html' title='Parent Conference Notes'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-3012740570955526367</id><published>2008-11-11T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:14:04.596-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; teaching'/><title type='text'>The Call I Hope to Receive</title><content type='html'>A colleague of mine told me yesterday that she received a phone call this weekend from a former student.  He told her that he is a superintendent of a school district here in California.   He went on to tell her how he thought of her often and that she was his "dream maker."  She inspired him and made him feel as if could do anything he put his mind to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a cool thing.  I hope i get one of those calls someday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-3012740570955526367?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3012740570955526367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=3012740570955526367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3012740570955526367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3012740570955526367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/call-i-hope-to-receive.html' title='The Call I Hope to Receive'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2935951409575480346</id><published>2008-11-09T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:10:20.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; conference'/><title type='text'>Parent Conference</title><content type='html'>I have a student this year who is a sibling of a student that I had year.  Both children are so kind, sweet and hard working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year at parent conference time I tried several times to get the mom and dad (separated) in for a parent conference.  The mom never responded to my notes home so I called the home and the mom told me that she would come but never showed.  When she didn't show, I called the house again and was told that there was no one by that name that lived there.  It was most likely the mom's boyfriend who I talked to.  To make matters even more interesting, the family lives directly across the street from the school.  It isn't a long walk to the school.  I ended up never once meeting the mom last year.  I had so many wonderful things to tell her about her child and never had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I am going through the same ordeal.  She has ignored my notes home.  I called her from the school and she never answered the phone.  The secretary told me to use my cell phone and call her and guess what, she aswered since she knew it wasn't the school!  I surprised the mom and she told me she would come to the conference.  The conference was scheduled for last Friday.  I was totally expecting a no show on Friday afternoon but then I saw the kids walk into the classroom.  I got so excited.  I couldn't wait to actually meet the mom.  I waited for a minute because I fgured that the mom was walking behind them.  When she didn't show up, I asked the kids where she was. They told me that she was home sleeping.  The kids, my former student, my current student and their 4 year old brother, came to attend the conference themselves!  I was immediately filled with conflicting emotions.  I was angry at this mother for not giving a damn about her beautiful children.  I was filled with sadness for the kids knowing that they know that they have to pick up the slack for their mom.  I was also so damn proud of them for being such responsible children despite the model given to them at home.  I gave them hugs for showing up and sent another note home to their mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do in this situation? My administrator wants me to go on a home visit with her to the house to hold the conference there.  I don't feel so good about that.  can I really force a parent to attend a conference?  I am not a fan of this mother but she apparently has some kind of phobia about school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side subject, I really worry about these kids.  There are 4 siblings in all and they are all the best of children, truly wonderful human beings.  I see them running around the neighborhood with no supervision.  Last week, during a heavy rainstorm, the student in my class was sitting on the bleachers with another kid just hanging out because he didn't want to go home.  The kids come to school dirty sometimes because they are the ones who get themselves out of bed and ready on their own.  They don't have coats in the winter.  From the stories I hear, there are all kinds of people in and out of their house on a regular basis.   I wish I could just take them home with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2935951409575480346?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2935951409575480346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2935951409575480346' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2935951409575480346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2935951409575480346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/parent-conference.html' title='Parent Conference'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-3995618732113871981</id><published>2008-11-05T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T07:02:38.749-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Missing Grandfather</title><content type='html'>It has been several years now since my grandfather has passed.  I miss him from time to time.  I especially miss him during election time.  My grandfather was very passionate about politics. Grandfather would have really loved Obama.  He probably would have started out as and Edwards or Clinton supporter but would have put everything behind Obama when the time came.  He would have been inspired but Obama and infuriated and disgusted by Palin.  We would have had many interesting and indepth discussions regarding both parties, the candidates and local initiatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nigh,t in between my non stop viewing of the election night coverage, I made a quick trip to the grocery store to pick up something for school.  I passed my the ice cream and happened to see Peppermint ice cream, one of my grandfather's guilty pleasures.  I picked one up and took it home. I scooped out two bowls of ice cream and called Sabi over.  I introduced her to Peppermint ice cream.  I also told her how much her great grandfather liked it and how much he enjoyed election night and politics.  We sat in front of MSNBC, ate peppermint ice cream, and watched history happen in front of our eyes.  What a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather is not physically here but will always be here in spirit.  He would be so proud of us as a country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you GF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-3995618732113871981?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3995618732113871981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=3995618732113871981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3995618732113871981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3995618732113871981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/missing-grandfather.html' title='Missing Grandfather'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2629454766719198119</id><published>2008-11-04T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:49:36.099-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election2008; voting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Election 2008 - Voting At School</title><content type='html'>My school's cafeteria is a polling place.  Today, after reading our Scholastic News magazine about the election and Obama and McCain, we went to tour the polling place.  When we were done, I had the kids sit in the back of the cafeteria and fill out a special kids ballot for the two top presidential nominees.  After voting, I gave the kids an "I voted" sticker.  When we returned to class we tallied the votes.  I didn't vote.  I also refused to tell them who I voted for this morning in order to not sway the vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mc Cain:   0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama:   18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will compare our results to the rest of the Country!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2629454766719198119?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2629454766719198119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2629454766719198119' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2629454766719198119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2629454766719198119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-2008-voting-at-school.html' title='Election 2008 - Voting At School'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5966204895371581448</id><published>2008-11-04T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T07:57:24.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote; election2008'/><title type='text'>Just Do IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SRBww-vX1MI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/4rH3_DR6xoY/s1600-h/google.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264831951173833922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 60px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SRBww-vX1MI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/4rH3_DR6xoY/s320/google.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I voted today.  Did you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5966204895371581448?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5966204895371581448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5966204895371581448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5966204895371581448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5966204895371581448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-do-it.html' title='Just Do IT!'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SRBww-vX1MI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/4rH3_DR6xoY/s72-c/google.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5583043488202036228</id><published>2008-10-31T10:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:40:18.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president; cookies'/><title type='text'>How the Cookie Crumbles</title><content type='html'>Check out today's &lt;a href="http://www.modbee.com/local/story/482583.html"&gt;Modesto Bee&lt;/a&gt; for a Story on predicting the presidential election.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5583043488202036228?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5583043488202036228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5583043488202036228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5583043488202036228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5583043488202036228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-cookie-crumbles.html' title='How the Cookie Crumbles'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-843557901386749079</id><published>2008-10-23T16:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:00:47.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; student;'/><title type='text'>Inspirational Child</title><content type='html'>I have a student this year who is very low performing.  She was tested and didn't qualify for special education because she didn't have a large enough discrepancy.  Her IQ is low.  Her psych and academic testing showed her as performing at the early kinder level.  The work she does in class is low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that being said, I have never seen a child that is so low work so hard.  She gives her school work everything she has and then some.  She is literally working above her ability.  I am amazed everyday by her.  She is a fragile child emotionally when it comes to academics.  She knows that she is low and it hurts her if she thinks others are making fun of her work.  I have really worked on protecting her in this respect and in turn she works even harder.  At the beginning of the year I didn't call on her when I asked questions because I didn't want to embarrass her in front of the class.  Now though, I do call on her and she can handle it.  I am amazed by what she gets right and proud of how she handles getting a wrong answer.  (smiles and says, I will get it next time!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, this girl is a cutie too.  She is a very carefree and into everything kind of child.  She comes to school with her hair done very nicely and within the first half hour it is all messed up.  it is not uncommon to find her with smudges on her faces from active play on the playground.  She is quite the Tomboy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she started going to a pullout class for math.  When she returned from her class I asked her how the class was.  She quickly responded "it was hard, but I learned!"  Wow!  her response just made me smile.  If only all of my students had the internal drive that this girl has.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-843557901386749079?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/843557901386749079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=843557901386749079' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/843557901386749079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/843557901386749079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/inspirational-child.html' title='Inspirational Child'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5249912940817355156</id><published>2008-10-12T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:01:24.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='columbus day'/><title type='text'>Columbus Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="twentyfour"&gt;Every year around Columbus Day teachers on the message board I subscribe to ask for "cute" ideas for teaching Columbus Day.  For some reason, Columbus Day and cute don't belong in the same sentence to me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do on Columbus Day in the classroom?  Nothing special, it is just business as usual in my room.  I don't have too much time for anything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I did take the time for it though, I might use the song posted below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1492&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="eighteen"&gt; Nancy Schimmel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In fourteen hundred ninety-two&lt;br /&gt;  Columbus sailed  the ocean blue,&lt;br /&gt;  It was a courageous thing to do&lt;br /&gt;  But someone was already here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Columbus knew the world was round&lt;br /&gt;  So he looked for the East while westward bound,&lt;br /&gt;  But he didn't find what he thought he found,&lt;br /&gt;  And someone was already here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;  The Inuit and Cherokee,&lt;br /&gt;  The Aztec and Menominee,&lt;br /&gt;  The Onandaga and the Cree;&lt;br /&gt;  Columbus sailed across the sea,&lt;br /&gt;  But someone was already here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It isn't like it was empty space,&lt;br /&gt;  Caribs met him face to face.&lt;br /&gt;  Could anyone discover the place&lt;br /&gt;  When someone was already here?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So tell me, who discovered what?&lt;br /&gt;  He thought he was in a different spot.&lt;br /&gt;  Columbus was lost, the Caribs were not;&lt;br /&gt;  They were already here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5249912940817355156?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5249912940817355156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5249912940817355156' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5249912940817355156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5249912940817355156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/columbus-day.html' title='Columbus Day'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-8921473150488905536</id><published>2008-10-04T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:52:27.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Blog Hiatus and other stuff</title><content type='html'>These past few months I have been on a sort of hiatus from blogging.  I was not feeling quite right and I had no drive or interest in blogging.  For the past two weeks or so though I have been feeling a little bit like my normal, healthier self.  Yay!  I have also started thinking of blog ideas as I drive to work, stand in line at the grocery store or while working out on the machines at the gym.  As usual, I forget all of the clever ideas I thought of when I open up my blog.  Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few thoughts that are floating around my head right now though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Teaching:&lt;/span&gt;  We are in such a mess right now due to the stupidity of the NCLB.  My district, along with almost every other district in the state and most likely, the nation, is wasting VALUABLE teaching time filling out ridiculous papers, and assessing kids just about every day.  We really don't have time to actually teach anything to mastery because it interferes with our testing schedules.  When we do test, we don't get to reteach items students don't do well on because there is no time built into our pacing calendars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Standards:&lt;/span&gt;  Still on the subject of teaching and assessing, why have we had NCLB for so long and not had anyone at the national level question why it is that all states are compared against each other but we don't have the same teaching standards, the same assessments and the measure of success measured by the assessments isn't even the same.  Isn't this a pretty basic idea? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Class&lt;/span&gt;:I have been back to school for 8 weeks now and this past week was the first week that I wasn't counting down each day to the end of the week.  The group that I have this year is pretty tough.  They are academically very low and very young. In addition to teaching, I have to mediate fights, teach how to blow noses, tie shoes, remind children to wipe their hands after using the toilet and listen to a million "tattle tales" all day long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Presidential Race&lt;/span&gt;:  Palin is such an embarrassment to the nation.  I can't stand her.  I can't wait for Obama to win in November and have Palin take her behind back to Alaska where she can fade into the woodwork and be forgotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Best Soft Drink of the Year&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.canadadry.com/"&gt;Green Tea Ginger Ale.&lt;/a&gt;..  LOVE it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Facebook&lt;/span&gt;:  I am addicted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My daughter&lt;/span&gt;:  She rocks!  I am so impressed with her academic achievements, her confidence and willingness to take risks that I never took.  She does have her willful moments but she is a good girl and I am proud to be her mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-8921473150488905536?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8921473150488905536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=8921473150488905536' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8921473150488905536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8921473150488905536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-hiatus-and-other-stuff.html' title='Blog Hiatus and other stuff'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-7578421047684175744</id><published>2008-10-03T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T05:10:37.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palin; election; halloween; scary'/><title type='text'>One Scary Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NrzXLYA_e6E&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NrzXLYA_e6E&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-7578421047684175744?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7578421047684175744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=7578421047684175744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7578421047684175744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7578421047684175744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-scary-monster.html' title='One Scary Monster'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5197932808088485863</id><published>2008-09-20T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:30:15.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; students'/><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>This year is rough.  Most of my students are really, low.  To make it worse, half of them are still 6.  The difference between a 6 year old and 7 year old student is HUGE!  Additionally, my students, for the most part, don't have the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ganas&lt;/span&gt; (desire) to learn.  It isn't that they are opposed to it, they would just rather play all day long.   I come exhausted every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a few bright lights in the class that make it worth showing up each day.  One if them is Natalia. I love this kid.  She reminds me of the main character from&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hairspray&lt;/span&gt; both with her physical appearance and her upbeat spirit.  She just lights up my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on progress reports for the past hour.  Many of them are depressing.  However, I just came to Natalia's report and found myself smiling just thinking about her.  I have to admit that even though I am appreciating my weekend, I am really looking forward to see this gem on Monday.  Thank goodness for the Natalia's of the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5197932808088485863?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5197932808088485863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5197932808088485863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5197932808088485863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5197932808088485863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-8034282426270564980</id><published>2008-09-19T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T07:59:26.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assembly; school; Constitution Day'/><title type='text'>Assembly Today</title><content type='html'>Today we are having a Constitution Day Assembly.  The 3th and 5th grades are putting it on but my 2nd grade class and another 2nd grade class are singing two songs.  WHY do I volunteer to do these things?  I have a headache just thinking about it.  We haven't had the time to practice and the kids are not going to be perfect.  I know that they will look cute and that is what the parents want to see but still....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for teh end of school day bell to ring today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-8034282426270564980?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8034282426270564980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=8034282426270564980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8034282426270564980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8034282426270564980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/assembly-today.html' title='Assembly Today'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-3845935821929649879</id><published>2008-09-18T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:59:24.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election 2008; sabi;'/><title type='text'>Highway Politics</title><content type='html'>The other day Sabi and I were on the freeway listening to the radio and we heard a horn honking.  It was a strange place to hear a horn and we both thought at first that it was part of the song we were listening to.  We then realized it was the car passing us on the left, trying to get our attention.  When we looked at the person in the car he was waving his "thumb down" at us crazily.  We didn't know who it was.  Then we figured out that it must be regarding our Obama '08 magnet on the car.  Once we realized what was going on, Sabina started cracking up hysterically.  She thought it was SO silly to see a grown up behave so silly to a complete stranger.  Funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-3845935821929649879?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3845935821929649879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=3845935821929649879' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3845935821929649879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3845935821929649879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/highway-politics.html' title='Highway Politics'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2760093767315032847</id><published>2008-09-14T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T06:19:01.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palin/Clinton SNL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This was brilliant!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48cd0f4491256f2d/4727a2501a2a0f59/7d5eee4/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2760093767315032847?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2760093767315032847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2760093767315032847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2760093767315032847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2760093767315032847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/palinclinton-snl.html' title='Palin/Clinton SNL'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2820161167746243596</id><published>2008-09-10T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:44:54.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dell; computers'/><title type='text'>DELL Hell</title><content type='html'>I bought a Dell last October.  The laptop is cute and fast but that is about all it has going for it.  I have had ongoing problems with the computer with their DVD media player.  The computer ended up not working because of a problem with the media player.  I was told that I would have to wipe the computer clean and start fresh.  Dell re-did my computer from their remote site and it was supposed to work.  Guess what?  When they reinstalled everything they forgot to install that darnmedia player and this time they forgot to install the camera.  It took me two months to figure this out since I didn't need to use those two items right away.  I have saved so much on the computer in the last two months and now, according to Dell, if I want the computer to work 100%, I will have to dump everything again.  I am so angry with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T BUY A DELL FOLKS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2820161167746243596?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2820161167746243596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2820161167746243596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2820161167746243596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2820161167746243596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hate-dell.html' title='DELL Hell'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-9087872717684215095</id><published>2008-09-10T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:36:33.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; blogging; students'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where Have I Been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been blogging very regularly.  This is in part due to the fact that I have been a bit under the weather.  It is also partly due to the fact that this year's group of kids are exhausting me.  I have no energy to be inspired to blog.&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pick Me Ups For the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) One of my students wrote me a super long letter and gave it to me today telling me how much she likes school, me, etc.  It was so sweet.  It was accompanied by a very lovely picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) On Tuesday one of my talkers drove me NUTS!  I talked to her Jr. Hi brother about it after school.  Today, she was perfect.  Ii complimented her on her great behavior.  This afternoon, her mom came in (for the first time) and asked how her day went.  She heard about the bad behavior and apparently had a HUGE talk with her daughter.  The mom told me that they have had a lot of chaos going on in their family but that it is no excuse for misbehaving.  WOW!  That was a great show of support.  Yay mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-9087872717684215095?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9087872717684215095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=9087872717684215095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/9087872717684215095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/9087872717684215095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-156732053640420487</id><published>2008-08-23T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:22:23.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabina; school; fifth grade'/><title type='text'>Fifth Grade</title><content type='html'>Sabi is in fifth grade.  I think she is in for an awesome year.  Sometime last week we received a 3 page letter from her teacher to be talking about his classroom policies and expectations.  I smiled and thought that Sabina was going to have fun but would be in for a year of hard work.  Sabina read it and looked depressed.  She told me "this year is going to be hard!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started on Monday.  Sabi came home and told me how great her teacher is and how much she liked school .  Super!  Back to School Night was on Thursday.  At BTS night we were given the same lecture about rules and expectations.  In addition to this though, the teacher told us all that he would do to make sure the students are successful.  I was impressed.  We were also informed of all of the great things the kids were in for this year.  Then came the request...  The teacher asked to be invited to each student's home through the course of the year for dinner.  He wants to get to know the kids outside of school.  He said that he would promise to bring dessert.  At the end of the year he will then host a dinner for the entire class at his home.  How totally cool is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited for Sabi this year.  I know that she is really going to suffer at times and will have to learn to "feel the burn" when learning this year but that is all good.  I am sure that it will be a year to remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for 5th grade!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-156732053640420487?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/156732053640420487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=156732053640420487' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/156732053640420487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/156732053640420487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/fifth-grade.html' title='Fifth Grade'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-4489120538679546342</id><published>2008-08-22T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:22:22.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 years ago today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/65397403/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/24/65397403_bb0b4cc0cc_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/65397403/"&gt;Kelly and Sabina - Nov 1998&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/msabcmom/"&gt;msabcmom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;10 years ago around this time of night I went in to labor.  At 6:00 am the following morning, I was blessed with my Sabi.  She is such a joy and delight.  I am happy to be her mommy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Baby Girl!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-4489120538679546342?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4489120538679546342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=4489120538679546342' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4489120538679546342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4489120538679546342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/10-years-ago-today.html' title='10 years ago today'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/24/65397403_bb0b4cc0cc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-962749672094527602</id><published>2008-08-16T07:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T07:53:49.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; kids'/><title type='text'>Back to Work</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my first official day back at school.  We started with a long staff meeting from 8:30 - 11:30.  We have a new principal and vice principal.  Both made a good impression on me yesterday so that is good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting I was busy running around like crazy trying to do some last minutes touches on my room.  I invited the families of my students to come by for a Meet and Greet session.  I ended up with five out of my 20 families.  I think that was good for the first time.  The kids were great!  At first they were a little shy but then they warmed up and had a blast. Their favorite thing to do was read!  They found the books in the library and went over to the rub and sat down and read to each other.  I wish I had brought my camera with me so that I could have captured that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have some interesting encounters with 2 parents yesterday.  One told me, in front of her son, that her son is very hyper and that he doesn't listen and follow directions.  She also told me to move him up to the front of the room because he can't see well.  As the boy was wearing no glasses I suggested that she take him to an optometrist for an exam.  She then told me that he has glasses and needs to use them but he won't listen to her and therefore doesn't use them!  Hmm...  I watched him with her in the room.  She told him to do a few things and he just pretended like she wasn't even there.  I finally couldn't take it anymore and I walked over to him and I said "_____  your mom is talking to you."  He then tried to pretend like he didn't hear me and he started walking away.  I got in front of him to stop him from going anywhere and again told him to follow his mom's directions.  The look he gave me was priceless.  I think he was dumbfounded that I was going to try and make him do what he was told.  He was so shocked that he turned around and asked his mom what he needed to do.  Mom was so surprised that she was at first speechless and then she told him what she wanted him to do.  As their little boy left I reminded him to wear his glasses on Monday.  We will see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other interesting encounter was with a parent who wanted to tell me how devoutly religious his family is.  That was ok but I started getting nervous when he told me that the problem with school today is that prayer isn't in school anymore.  He also told me that when his son comes home from school feeling sad he just tells him to remember that he has G-d in his life and the rest of the kids dont' and that maybe he is there to put G-d in their hearts.  Hmm...   this went on for a while and I was thinking about how this might play out throughout the year.  They then thanked me for having the room open and said that they had to go because they were going to see a movie.  I asked which one and they said "The Dark Knight."  Somehow this didn't seem to fit with the values he was telling me about and it really doesn't seem like a movie for 7 year olds but who am I to judge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-962749672094527602?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/962749672094527602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=962749672094527602' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/962749672094527602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/962749672094527602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-work.html' title='Back to Work'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5795772829016112758</id><published>2008-08-04T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T15:37:48.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School; vacation'/><title type='text'>Back to School Time</title><content type='html'>It's that time of the year again...back to school time.  School starts in two weeks but I have to start getting the room ready and get my lesson plans in order.  This year is a bit different because we changed from year round to traditional schedule.  I am not happy about it but what can I do.  The silver lining in this schedule is that I have two extra weeks of vacation.  I am going to try to enjoy them.  Usually, when I am on vacation, I spend a lot of time in my classroom getting things ready or cleaning or prepping etc.  This time, I was away from my room for 24 days straight!  That is an all time record for me....WOW!  I went in for a few hours last week to asses the damage and work a bit.  Today I went back with Sabi and she helped me to get the desks ready and work in my library.  I will have to go back again but I will wait a few more days.  I am enjoying being away from school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to do something new this year before school starts.  I want to have a "Meet and Greet" hour on the day before school starts in my room.  I will send out postcards to the families of kids who will be in my room.  This will allow me the chance to get to know the families and will allow the students a chance to get to meet me and check out their new room.  I asked the secretary for a sheet of address labels with the addresses of my new students so I could send out the postcards.    My heart almost sank to my knees when I saw one of the names on the list.  I have D.E.!  D.E.  is one of those kids that everyone in the whole entire school knows by the end of the first trimester of kindergarten, a kid who has quite a reputation at an early age.  I am quite familiar with him as each time it was my week to do yard duty, I ended up escorting him to the principal's office.  His first grade teacher sent a note to me saying that "he is ok as long as his parents remember to give him meds...if not...watch out."  YIKES!!!  I am going to have my work cut out for me this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY need to enjoy these last two weeks.  This year may turn out to be a long one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5795772829016112758?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5795772829016112758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5795772829016112758' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5795772829016112758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5795772829016112758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school-time.html' title='Back to School Time'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-8054969169395117096</id><published>2008-08-04T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T15:25:00.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>We came back from our trip last week.  I haven't felt much like blogging because I haven't been feeling well.  I have been checking out everyone else's blogs but haven't been inspired to blog until today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on the trip later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-8054969169395117096?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8054969169395117096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=8054969169395117096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8054969169395117096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8054969169395117096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-6938236883176948949</id><published>2008-07-06T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T06:41:36.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip; vacation'/><title type='text'>Bye</title><content type='html'>I will be leaving for Panama in 2 days.  Depending on the internet service available, I may or may not blog...we'll see.  Have a good July y'all.  I will be back soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back older too... the last 30's birthday this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-6938236883176948949?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6938236883176948949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=6938236883176948949' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6938236883176948949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6938236883176948949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/bye.html' title='Bye'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-3171586322715789190</id><published>2008-07-04T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T14:24:21.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym; exercise; lazyme'/><title type='text'>You've Heard This Story Before...</title><content type='html'>Me and the gym...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the gym.  I enjoy the benefits the come from working out at the gym.  I am always happy after I am done working out at the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate the process of GOING to the gym.  I think about it and just want to roll my eyes and complain.   The strange thing is that now that I am on vacation it should be easier than ever to get to the gym.  I have a lot of free time.  I have been to the gym every day this week but not before 6pm.  Why?  Because it has taken me the whole day to make myself go!  I was surprised to hear the gym would be open today.  I was even more surprised to hear that it would be open for regular hours today.  I then found out that it is open regular hours because there is a BIG party at the gym for the 4th which will end in watching the firework display put on almost next door at the Modesto Nuts baseball game.  As soon as I heard that little piece of information I told myself that I wanted to make sure to get to the gym EARLY in order to avoid the mayhem at the gym and driving there due to the baseball game traffic.  However, I am still piddling around the house doing little things trying to put off my trip to the gym. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the thought of going to the gym be enough to push me out of the door in a hurry?  I need that change to happen soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-3171586322715789190?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3171586322715789190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=3171586322715789190' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3171586322715789190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3171586322715789190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/youve-heard-this-story-before.html' title='You&apos;ve Heard This Story Before...'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-1995559296284930269</id><published>2008-07-01T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:25:12.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer; vacation'/><title type='text'>On Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally!  I am on vacation...YIPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week of school was brutal.  Aside from the fact the the kids and I were just plain tired, we had to deal with awful smoke in the air.  Last week at this time there were over 8oo fires in the state.  The smoke was blown into our central valley and just stayed put.  It was awful to look at and even worse to breathe.  We were on the air quality red alert all week until Friday when it turned into a purple alert which is even worse.  YUCK!  We had a nice bit of wind come through and push the smoke out but the forecast for this weekend calls for less wind, higher heat and more of that smoke pushing our way since we still have fires going around the state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an interesting side note to the fires, Gov. Schwarzennegger, has asked that we Californians not buy or use fireworks due to our current situation with the fires and smoke.  I was quite pleased and surprised to hear this come from him.  Many are bashing his idea though saying that it would hurt non-profit organizations who need the money brought in from the sale of fireworks.  I guess that no one ever heard of making a donation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Sabi and my mo are off to explore Baltimore, Washington D.C. and Pennsylvania.  How fun!  I will be joining them soon to go to Panama.  Until then...I rest and enjoy being on vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-1995559296284930269?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1995559296284930269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=1995559296284930269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1995559296284930269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1995559296284930269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-vacation.html' title='On Vacation'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-1078262209506801393</id><published>2008-06-22T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:57:47.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get smart'/><title type='text'>Missed It By THAT Much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SF8Cz4qonLI/AAAAAAAAARc/W8Qmm_3yu1Q/s1600-h/smart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SF8Cz4qonLI/AAAAAAAAARc/W8Qmm_3yu1Q/s320/smart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214889983926115506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just saw &lt;a href="http://getsmartmovie.warnerbros.com/"&gt;Get Smart&lt;/a&gt;.  It was ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woiuld you believe...terrible&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe boring...&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe silly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, it was ok but it is nothing like the original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out some clips of the original show  &lt;a href="http://www.tvland.com/video/index.jhtml?bcpid=174317557&amp;amp;bclid=348411067&amp;amp;bctid=348411058"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.tvland.com/video/index.jhtml?bcpid=174317557&amp;amp;bclid=348411067&amp;amp;bctid=348411058"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.tvland.com/video/index.jhtml?bcpid=174317557&amp;amp;bclid=348411067&amp;amp;bctid=348411058"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-1078262209506801393?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1078262209506801393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=1078262209506801393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1078262209506801393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1078262209506801393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/missed-it-by-that-much.html' title='Missed It By THAT Much...'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SF8Cz4qonLI/AAAAAAAAARc/W8Qmm_3yu1Q/s72-c/smart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-6599805832106706598</id><published>2008-06-19T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T07:07:15.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; end of year'/><title type='text'>Let It Be Over With Already!</title><content type='html'>Waking up this week has been awful.  I can't believe that I am still in school.   The kids and I are tired of being at school every day.  I still have 7 more days to go.  I don't know if I can hang in there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-6599805832106706598?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6599805832106706598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=6599805832106706598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6599805832106706598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6599805832106706598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/let-it-be-over-with-already.html' title='Let It Be Over With Already!'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-6645298510330881296</id><published>2008-06-15T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T06:19:42.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books; school; Little House'/><title type='text'>Little House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFUWw--BAwI/AAAAAAAAARI/r1fUhy9P_Po/s1600-h/prairie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFUWw--BAwI/AAAAAAAAARI/r1fUhy9P_Po/s320/prairie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212097174543860482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 weeks I have had my students listen to two books on tape, Little House in the Big Woods and Little House on the Prairie.  They are so into the books! We do a chapter or two a day and discuss the events.  Sometimes the discussions range from a comparison to the life of the Wilder family to our lives today to discussions of the usage of a racist term in song lyrics sung by Pa.  That discussion was deep but good.   This week I have started to show the Little House on the Prairie movie. We watch about 20 minutes of it a day.  The kids can't get enough of it and are sad when it is time to turn it off.  We had a special surprise this week when the 5th graders had their Pioneer Day.  My students thought it was so cool to see the 5th graders dressed like the characters in their books.  During recess, they followed the Oregon Trail that was set up around campus.  It was great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always amazed at how interested my second graders are in this series.  I guess that good literature always reels you in regardless of how old it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-6645298510330881296?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6645298510330881296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=6645298510330881296' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6645298510330881296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6645298510330881296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-house.html' title='Little House'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFUWw--BAwI/AAAAAAAAARI/r1fUhy9P_Po/s72-c/prairie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-8214908835101845579</id><published>2008-06-07T21:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:27:31.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; students; end of year; teaching'/><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>I am getting ready to wrap up the school year.  We have three weeks left and I have started counting down the days because I am just so exhausted and ready for a break.  Although I am ready for vacation, a part of me is a little sad to see this year end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons that I am sad to see the year end is because I have the world's most fantastic student teacher.  She is just amazing.  She is a natural at teaching and was such a quick study.  I so honored to have had the opportunity to have worked with her.  I am also extremely proud of her accomplishments.  Not only did she successfully complete the year long student teaching program but she also went above and beyond the credential requirements and challenged herself by working towards and receiving special certification in direct instruction.  The job market in our part of California is quite slim right now.  Despite this fact, my student teacher went to several teaching fairs.  Why they had them, I don't know because no one was hiring.  She did however talk to one representative from a small, newer school district close by.  This conversation was followed up by a call for an interview and then a job offer for fourth grade for the coming year.  She got a job when no one else has!  Yay!  I am so sad to see her go but so happy for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason that I am sad to see this year end is because I have one of, if not the best group of students that I have ever had.  Academically, they are not necessarily the cream of the crop but in the areas of respectfulness, kindness, good naturedness, risk taking, hard working  and just plain good heartedness, they are the best ever.  They started out great and got even better.  My student teacher and I were commenting on Friday at how well they behave and how independent they have become.  In fact, on Friday, I marveled at their working habits.  I had some group work planned for them and was ready to pop around to all of the groups and help out but they had it all under control without me.  In fact, they handled the entire day that way.  It was amazing.  If one student didn't know how to spell a word, another one sitting close by helped him out.  When another student needed help with a math problem, a peer would offer to help that student out in solving the problem.  The most incredible thing about this though was in the way they helped each other.  They were so kind, positive and approached it in an educational manner by helping their friends learn how to solve the problem by themselves.  I heard a lot of "mini-me's" on Friday.  "What part of the word so you know?"  "Did you check to see what the operation is?  Do you need to add or subtract?"  "What do you always need at the beginning of a sentence"  "Remember, synonyms are the same or almost the same thing."  etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so floored and proud of their behavior.  It was just the greatest gift a teacher can receive to see their students using what they know effectively and independently.  At one point during the day on Friday I just sat back and watched my busy little bees and started feeling sad because I am going to miss all of those great little personalities next year.  I stopped the class for a few minutes in the afternoon to tell them just how proud of them I was and one little boy sweetly said "Well, thank you!"  Then they all got back to work.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that my babies are ready to go on and fly.  I know that they will just soar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-8214908835101845579?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8214908835101845579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=8214908835101845579' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8214908835101845579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8214908835101845579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2711404098053018709</id><published>2008-06-07T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:51:07.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family; politics'/><title type='text'>Another side of Hillary (for me, at least)</title><content type='html'>I have never really been a Hillary Clinton fan.  I just watched her today endorsing Obama and I have to say, she gave quite an outstanding speech.  Within the first few minutes I had goosebumps and was brought to a tear or two listening to her stories of supporters.  I still don't know how I feel about an Obama/Hillary ticket but I do have a new view of Hillary.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I made Sabina watch the speech today with my mom.  She was not happy at first because the cartoon channel sounded more interesting than a speech.  She did listen to the speech and make comments along the way such as running for president is like playing chess.  (someone loses, someone wins, you have to think about your moves and you could get knocked down along the way!)  It was cool to have our three generations of women watching this historic moment inhistory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2711404098053018709?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2711404098053018709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2711404098053018709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2711404098053018709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2711404098053018709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-side-of-hillary-for-me-at-least.html' title='Another side of Hillary (for me, at least)'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-1094898031518607718</id><published>2008-05-29T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T16:53:01.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; sabi; award'/><title type='text'>The Best Award of All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SD9B1MBxtII/AAAAAAAAAP4/w9wmuxIm0Pw/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SD9B1MBxtII/AAAAAAAAAP4/w9wmuxIm0Pw/s320/heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205952076281132162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi's 4th grad year is coming to an end.  Tomorrow at 1:00 she will have officially ended 4th grade.  She will be a 5th grader!  Where did the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few weeks have been full of much excitement for us.  Sabina placed in the science fair and has earned some scholastic honors as well.  The awards have been coming in for Ms. Sabi.  She in turn has been bitten by the award bug and has made awards for her teacher and librarian to honor their work with her and her classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today though she made the best award of them all.  She noticed that in this big flurry of awards being handed out to her and her friends, one of her friends at school, her best friend at school, has received nothing.  She said that she was going to make him an award to let him know how special he is.   This morning we had to leave a bit later so that she could finish and print his award.  It said   "This award is presented to Alexis for being the very best friend a person could have."  It was such a great award complete with a fancy font a seal, watermark and a place for her to sign her name and date it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been proud of her accomplishments this year but this award that she made for her friend made me the proudest.  She is a bright girl but I am so, so happy that she also has a heart of gold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-1094898031518607718?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1094898031518607718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=1094898031518607718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1094898031518607718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1094898031518607718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-award-of-all.html' title='The Best Award of All'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SD9B1MBxtII/AAAAAAAAAP4/w9wmuxIm0Pw/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5780211271492693930</id><published>2008-05-27T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:15:50.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; violence; crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gangs'/><title type='text'>Craziness</title><content type='html'>In the past few months, my school's neighborhood has experienced a rise in gang activity.   There have been several shootings.  On Sunday, there was another shooting.  This one resulted in the death of a 25 year old man. &lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Today, one of my students was very upset and was crying.  When I questioned her she told me that she saw some men with guns shooting each other.  Her details were foggy and she was very distraught.  I had the office call her home for info and looked into getting some emergency counseling.   When her mom was contacted, we found out that the incident that the girl was talking about was the same shooting incident from Sunday.  The mom reported that the girl didn't actually see it happen but was down the street at a grocery store.  They heard the gunfire and ran into the store.  The girl heard the info regarding the shooting and it was heavy on her mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sad today thinking about this little girl as well as all of the other kids who live in the school's neighborhood and other similar neighborhoods.   From what I see at my school, kids are either living in fear of the gang members or idolizing them.   This is a regular, everyday life happening for them.  It is terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI - my student is going to be ok.  Her parents are great and very loving.  As it turns out, talking to me and my student teacher was a good outlet for her.  She also asked if she could write about it in her journal.  After our talk, she forgot about it for the rest of the day. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I checked my blogroll and read all of the new posts.  Two of today's blogs discussed senseless violence like this post I am typing up right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the world coming to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5780211271492693930?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5780211271492693930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5780211271492693930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5780211271492693930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5780211271492693930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/craziness.html' title='Craziness'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5666134220523637801</id><published>2008-05-25T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T19:34:11.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercials; tmi'/><title type='text'>T.M.I.</title><content type='html'>I have been spending the afternoon and evening watching the Law and Order SVU marathon.  I LOVE that show.  In addition to watching the show, I have been watching (more like hearing)  a lot of commercials.  I am just amazed and appalled at the content of some of the commercials.  I don't want to sound like a prude but companies are just giving too much information over the tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to watch SVU with Sabi in the same room because I don't think the content is appropriate for her.  She came in during commercials twice.  Hear are some of things she had the privilege of hearing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Viagra:&lt;br /&gt;- Ask your Dr. if your heart s healthy enough for sex&lt;br /&gt;- If you have an erection for more than for hours....&lt;br /&gt;- "Viva Viagra" - sung by the Viagra guitar/banjo players&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From K-Y :&lt;br /&gt;- One's for me and one's for him.  When they mix together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIKES!  I was just hoping that she wouldn't ask me what any of those things meant.  What is the answer?  I don't know.  I don't believe in banning the ads.  Maybe they could come on after 9 pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am getting old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5666134220523637801?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5666134220523637801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5666134220523637801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5666134220523637801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5666134220523637801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/tmi.html' title='T.M.I.'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-4483359824258876000</id><published>2008-05-25T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T13:58:05.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; behavior'/><title type='text'>Next Year's Group</title><content type='html'>I am a member of a second grade teacher message board.   Most of the time, the messages end up being deleted but every now and then I get some really good stuff so I stay on the message board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, a post was written that has had sparked a lot of responses.  The question was something to the effect of "Are you hearing horror stories about next year's kids?"  Every single response to the post stated that they heard that they were in for it this coming year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally speaking, I hate to even discuss this information with the first grade teachers.  I don't want to bias myself against the kids.  The way I see it, we all deserve a fresh start, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming year may be a bad one though.  Ever since the beginning of this year, the first grade teachers have been talking about how low and poorly behaved this current group is.  From what I see on the playground, I have been hoping (praying) that I don't get some of these little out of control kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end though, I will get the group I get and have to work through it.  It will work out.  The worse that can happen is that it might get rough but it will be over in nine months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Back to the message boards...&lt;br /&gt;One of the teachers responding to this question on the message board said that a teacher at her school said that the reason this group is challenging is because they are the 9/11 babies.  What is that about?   What will they think of next???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-4483359824258876000?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4483359824258876000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=4483359824258876000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4483359824258876000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4483359824258876000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/next-years-group.html' title='Next Year&apos;s Group'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-6115374381180124013</id><published>2008-05-23T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T17:46:44.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='julius lester; blog'/><title type='text'>A Blog I Enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://acommonplacejbl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Julius Lester's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-6115374381180124013?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6115374381180124013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=6115374381180124013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6115374381180124013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6115374381180124013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-i-enjoy.html' title='A Blog I Enjoy'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5291456534924924876</id><published>2008-05-23T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T17:43:34.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>I LOVE it!  3 days!  YAY!   I will most likely go to the Farmer's Market, the library and possibly BBQ for the family on Monday. Whatever I do end up doing though will not be on a schedule.  I just want to take it easy and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5291456534924924876?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5291456534924924876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5291456534924924876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5291456534924924876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5291456534924924876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-day-weekend.html' title='3 Day Weekend'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-1545129104209006327</id><published>2008-05-22T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:36:48.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire; wind'/><title type='text'>Bad Wind, Bad Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/2514145115/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2189/2514145115_a18efa7723_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/2514145115/"&gt;Bad Fire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/msabcmom/"&gt;msabcmom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I drove to Sabi's Field trip to &lt;a href="http://www.columbiacalifornia.com/"&gt;Columbia State Historic Park&lt;/a&gt;.  The winds have been high these past few days. (up to 45 mph)  Fires have been popping up around the state but today, we had two in our area.&lt;a href="http://www.modbee.com/local/story/306593.html"&gt;  One occurred &lt;/a&gt;on our way home from Columbia on highway 108 near Knights Ferry.  We were so close to the fire but still far enough away to be safe.  We were re-routed through Knights Ferry to find our way home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had we been at school today, we would have encountered the&lt;a href="http://www.modbee.com/local/story/306848.html"&gt; other big fire&lt;/a&gt; in our area.  Our schools were on red air quality alert today.  The kids had to stay inside all day with the exception of going to lunch and to the bathroom.  My student teacher reported that the kids were horrible today due to being cooped up.  Not surprising at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-1545129104209006327?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1545129104209006327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=1545129104209006327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1545129104209006327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1545129104209006327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-wind-bad-fire.html' title='Bad Wind, Bad Fire'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2189/2514145115_a18efa7723_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5195135529467638428</id><published>2008-05-22T17:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:04:46.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dichos; sayings; quotes'/><title type='text'>Dichos/Sayings</title><content type='html'>I am thinking about making mini posters with positive messages on them to post around my classroom next year.  This will be one of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No hay que llegar primero, pero hay que saber llegar."  (You don't have to be first, but you have to know how to get there.)  This comes from the song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;El Rey&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jos%C3%A9_Alfredo_Jim%C3%A9nez"&gt;José Alfredo Jiménez&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any great sayings, (short ones) for me to put up on my walls?  If so, write it down for me in the comment section please.  If you can, let me know where it came from too.  (if you know...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5195135529467638428?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5195135529467638428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5195135529467638428' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5195135529467638428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5195135529467638428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/dichossayings.html' title='Dichos/Sayings'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5284696732456755068</id><published>2008-05-17T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T18:02:35.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fair; summer; raven'/><title type='text'>Going to the Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SC99OtZe0nI/AAAAAAAAAOY/bnbb7njU-mw/s1600-h/LITTLE+RAVEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SC99OtZe0nI/AAAAAAAAAOY/bnbb7njU-mw/s320/LITTLE+RAVEN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201513786294325874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Remember little Raven Symoné from The Cosby Show? My daughter loves watching her in reruns of that show. &lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1zOY6fYr02Y&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1zOY6fYr02Y&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also loves to watch her in her all grown up show That's so Raven.&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQGFe1dEizA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQGFe1dEizA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just found our that Raven will be coming to sing at the Stanislaus County Fair in July...FOR FREE!!!  Guess we will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SC995NZe0oI/AAAAAAAAAOg/B4QytqmK-ms/s1600-h/BIG+RAVEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SC995NZe0oI/AAAAAAAAAOg/B4QytqmK-ms/s320/BIG+RAVEN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201514516438766210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5284696732456755068?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5284696732456755068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5284696732456755068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5284696732456755068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5284696732456755068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/going-to-fair.html' title='Going to the Fair'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SC99OtZe0nI/AAAAAAAAAOY/bnbb7njU-mw/s72-c/LITTLE+RAVEN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-3899444787710557446</id><published>2008-05-16T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:20:18.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot; summer'/><title type='text'>A Record I Wish We Hadn't Broken</title><content type='html'>Today we hit 106 degrees.  It was awful.  I only let my students out to go to the bathroom and to go to lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I drove home, It took 10  minutes for the car to actually bring cool air in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only May...we are in for a hot one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://www.modbee.com/breakingnews/story/300719.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-3899444787710557446?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3899444787710557446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=3899444787710557446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3899444787710557446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3899444787710557446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/record-i-wish-we-hadnt-broken.html' title='A Record I Wish We Hadn&apos;t Broken'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5830122749795548366</id><published>2008-05-14T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T16:18:59.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; testing'/><title type='text'>Test Anxiety</title><content type='html'>We are on day 2 of state testing and so far have had three "throw up" incidents.   The kids are so stressed out that they are responding physically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered about what happens to a test that has been vomited on?  You can't throw it away!  The test has to be bagged up and returned to the state!  Before that though, our lucky test coordinator (vp) has to transfer the bubbled in items to a new test document.  I am so glad that I do not have that job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5830122749795548366?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5830122749795548366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5830122749795548366' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5830122749795548366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5830122749795548366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/test-anxiety.html' title='Test Anxiety'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2119463360621577952</id><published>2008-05-08T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T20:42:43.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allergies'/><title type='text'>Relief!</title><content type='html'>I have been suffering from seasonal allergies since early March.  Some days have been ok and some have been bad.  This week has been just rotten.  I have been dizzy, have had non stop headaches and pain behind my eyes.  I take Singulair and Claritin but I haven't seen too much of a change.  Yesterday when it felt as if my eyes might pop out of my head I called the Dr. for something new.  I was told to try two over the counter meds.  One was eye drops called Naphcon.  The other was Mucinex.  What a change!  I can think, I have little head pain and I can sit around and enjoy my students at school and my daughter at home...imagine that!  I went a little nuts when I saw the price on the Mucinex box but it is worth every single penny.  I almost feel normal...wow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2119463360621577952?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2119463360621577952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2119463360621577952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2119463360621577952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2119463360621577952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/relief.html' title='Relief!'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-7281942339811195846</id><published>2008-05-06T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:40:50.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote; primary; caucus; cnn'/><title type='text'>Addicted to CNN Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SCEyhd714gI/AAAAAAAAAN0/e2D0JgkZilo/s1600-h/vote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SCEyhd714gI/AAAAAAAAAN0/e2D0JgkZilo/s320/vote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197490995514958338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every caucus or primary vote day I am glued to CNN either &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/ELECTION/2008/primaries/results/scorecard/"&gt;online&lt;/a&gt; or on tv.  I can't get enough of the coverage.  Today is an especially exciting day of news coverage with the close race in Indiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who suffers from this addiction?  Enquiring minds want to know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-7281942339811195846?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7281942339811195846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=7281942339811195846' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7281942339811195846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7281942339811195846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/addicted-to-cnn-politics.html' title='Addicted to CNN Politics'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SCEyhd714gI/AAAAAAAAAN0/e2D0JgkZilo/s72-c/vote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5609853338472226777</id><published>2008-05-06T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:31:34.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; sabi; teacher appreciation day'/><title type='text'>Teacher Appreciation Day</title><content type='html'>Today is&lt;a href="http://www.nea.org/teacherday/index.html"&gt; National Teacher Appreciation Day&lt;/a&gt;.  I didn't get an official present or card but I did get lots of great effort from my students and lots of smiles, hugs and even a "Ms. V. you are beautiful!"  That is enough for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually forgot that today was Teacher Appreciation Day.  Sabina wanted to do something for her teacher and I told her it was tomorrow.  She came home upset because we messed up on the day.  I told her to go ahead and just give her present to her teacher tomorrow.  What is the present?  A cute little bag of teacher note cards from the $1 store and Sabina's &lt;a href="http://www.sees.com/Prod.cfm?CatGroup=00050167"&gt;favorite truffles&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.sees.com/home.cfm"&gt;See's Candies&lt;/a&gt;.   The best part, in my opinion, is the card that she wrote.  Here is the message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="salutation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Teacher's Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;     I am glad to  have you as my teacher this year. I will miss you next year when I am in fifth  grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really think that you are the best teacher I've had in my entire  life (and I don't say that about everybody!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sabina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Happy Teacher's Day to all of my fellow teachers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5609853338472226777?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5609853338472226777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5609853338472226777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5609853338472226777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5609853338472226777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/teacher-appreciation-day.html' title='Teacher Appreciation Day'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-3574819961078731443</id><published>2008-05-05T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:55:13.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme 2008'/><title type='text'>Meme 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;      Tag!        &lt;/h3&gt;                &lt;div class="post-body"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluebirdsclassroom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chuchería&lt;/a&gt;, posted this meme recently.  Here is my installment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5-6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they've been tagged and asking them to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. Let the person who tagged you know when you've posted your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) What was I doing 10 years ago?&lt;/strong&gt; I was pretty pregnant and hoping for an early delivery.  I didn't get the early delivery date but I did get a beautiful baby out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) What are 5 things on my to-do list for today (not in any particular order):&lt;/strong&gt; I am posting tomorrow's list since it is already past nine...YIKES!&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        1. Finish Progress Reports.&lt;br /&gt;        2. Work on a materials order for next year.&lt;br /&gt;        3. Cut up fruit and veggies so they are easy to grab for snacks.&lt;br /&gt;        4. Praise all of my students for acing the multiplication test I gave today - over half scored 100%!&lt;br /&gt;        5. Play &lt;a href="http://www.howrse.com/"&gt;Howrse&lt;/a&gt;.  (I will have to post about that addiction later...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Snacks I enjoy:&lt;/strong&gt; Dried cranberries from Trader Joe's, Quaker Rice cakes - cheddar cheese, jicama,&lt;a href="http://www.originalswedishfish.com/"&gt; Swedish Fish&lt;/a&gt; - I LOVE THOSE FISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm...  pay everything off for everyone in the family, give lots to charity and buy  homes in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;El Valle de Antón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/193698837/" title="The other view by msabcmom, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/70/193698837_b41b81f931_m.jpg" alt="The other view" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Playa Blanca&lt;/span&gt; in Panama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/192366503/" title="Sunrise on the beach by msabcmom, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/74/192366503_8f9e7a9063_m.jpg" alt="Sunrise on the beach" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That way I would be able to enjoy my two favorite places in Panama.  That would be the life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say that I would keep my job and help others, blah, blah, blah....but that is not really the case.  If I could I would love to have the time to spend with the ones I love the most and not have to sacrifice time with them for a job.  I would of course, want to to good things for others but I would love not to be tied down to a schedule for a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Three of my bad habits:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         1. overeating&lt;br /&gt;         2.  piling up clean clothing - I would much rather clean toilets than fold.&lt;br /&gt;         3.  procrastinating on the gym workouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) 5 places I have lived:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         1. Santiago, Chile&lt;br /&gt;         2. Buenos Aires, Argentina&lt;br /&gt;         3. Bakersfield, California&lt;br /&gt;         4. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/42187282/"&gt;Pocrí de Aguadulce&lt;/a&gt;, Panamá&lt;br /&gt;         5. Turlock, California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) 5 jobs I have had:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         1.   Vet lab assistant  - I was 14 and helped the neighbors in their lab.  It was cool.  They paid me         in cat food for my kitten!&lt;br /&gt;         2.  Sales person and manager- Miller's Outpost&lt;br /&gt;         3.  Gym Associate:  Checked People in to the gym, sold memberships and from time to time              would set them up on a weight training program...WHAT A JOKE that job was...HA!&lt;br /&gt;         4.  Graveyard shift at a group home  - group counselor when I was there in the day&lt;br /&gt;         5.  S.E.D. Teacher (severely emotionally disturbed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) 6 peeps I wanna know more about:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) YOU&lt;br /&gt;2) YOU&lt;br /&gt;3) YOU&lt;br /&gt;4) YOU&lt;br /&gt;5) YOU&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;6) YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- End .post --&gt;&lt;!-- Begin #comments --&gt;                &lt;!-- End #comments --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-3574819961078731443?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3574819961078731443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=3574819961078731443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3574819961078731443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3574819961078731443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/meme-2008.html' title='Meme 2008'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/70/193698837_b41b81f931_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2543104084978349846</id><published>2008-05-05T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:07:42.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>The  River Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SB_ZTt714fI/AAAAAAAAANs/31d-eC1faBA/s1600-h/game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SB_ZTt714fI/AAAAAAAAANs/31d-eC1faBA/s320/game.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197111427780174322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found &lt;a href="http://freeweb.siol.net/danej/riverIQGame.swf"&gt;this game&lt;/a&gt; over at &lt;a href="http://www.latinopundit.com/2008/05/its-friday.html"&gt;Latinopundit's blog&lt;/a&gt;.  It has been driving me nuts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you try it...good luck!  The rules are posted over on his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me 3 days to figure it out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2543104084978349846?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2543104084978349846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2543104084978349846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2543104084978349846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2543104084978349846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/river-game.html' title='The  River Game'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SB_ZTt714fI/AAAAAAAAANs/31d-eC1faBA/s72-c/game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-3058634318574400092</id><published>2008-04-30T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T06:10:04.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nido; chile; friends; internet'/><title type='text'>Hooray For the Internet!</title><content type='html'>For the past 5 years or so I have been trying to find a long lost friend of mine that I met when I lived in Chile.  We went to school together when I was in 6th and 7th grade.  We stayed in contact for sometime after I left by writing to each other.  I don't know when we stopped writing to each other and fell out of contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 5 years ago I looked on our former school's&lt;a href="http://www.nido.cl/"&gt; website&lt;/a&gt; and found an update on her and an e-mail address.  Sadly, the e-mail bounced back.  A couple years later, I tried again but with the same luck.  Yesterday, I went back to the site and found an updated e-mail address.  Guess what?  This time it worked!  I got a response from her yesterday.  How cool is that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to be back in contact with my long lost friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-3058634318574400092?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3058634318574400092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=3058634318574400092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3058634318574400092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3058634318574400092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/hooray-for-internet.html' title='Hooray For the Internet!'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2728469034141643919</id><published>2008-04-25T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T19:33:09.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation; travel'/><title type='text'>Travel Booked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/48856629/" title="Viva Panamá by msabcmom, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/30/48856629_5403bd77a9_m.jpg" alt="Viva Panamá" height="159" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight we booked our summer travel.  Mom and dad are off to Spain.  Later on, Sabi and Mom are off to Baltimore.  After that, Sabi, Mom and I are off to Panama. &lt;br /&gt;Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2728469034141643919?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2728469034141643919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2728469034141643919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2728469034141643919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2728469034141643919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/travel-booked.html' title='Travel Booked'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/30/48856629_5403bd77a9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-1494336267683658381</id><published>2008-04-24T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:18:16.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday; el potrillo; 37'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alejandro fernandez'/><title type='text'>El Potrillo Cumple 37</title><content type='html'>In honor of Alejandro Fernandez's birthday today I am posting two videos.  The first one was filmed today,in Venezuela, at an A.F. concert.  A.F.  was surprised in the middle of the concert by being sung to by the audience as well as being sung to by his children on video.  I was suprised to see him wearing pants that were so tight!  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gDUt9qQ0zI0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gDUt9qQ0zI0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second video is one of my favorites that he sings with Gloria Estefan.&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hL7uHgvydcM&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hL7uHgvydcM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-1494336267683658381?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1494336267683658381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=1494336267683658381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1494336267683658381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1494336267683658381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/el-potrillo-cumple-37.html' title='El Potrillo Cumple 37'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-8239629230095778769</id><published>2008-04-17T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T05:31:07.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puberty; parenting;'/><title type='text'>Please Parents...Talk With Your Kids!</title><content type='html'>Last week my aunt gave me a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Your-Body-Yourself-Guide-Changing/dp/156565532X/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1208495857&amp;amp;sr=1-6"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on puberty in young girls to read with Sabi.  I hadn't taken the time to sit down with her yet and read through it.  This morning, Sabi discovered the book and asked me about it.  I told her that she could go ahead and read it if she wanted to.  She grabbed it up and was reading in intently on the way to school.  We had a short discussion on what she read this morning.  She was kind of embarrassed about the book was clearly happy to have the book to answer some questions.  I think it made it easier to ask me questions too since she could use a quote from the book to talk about.  We will continue to work through the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy to be able to comfortably discuss the topic of puberty with Sabi.  I was worried that she would be to shy to talk about it but she is really quite comfortable with me.  I hope that we can always be so open with this and other topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  *  *  *  *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to lunch today, I told my student teacher the above story and she too agreed with me about how nice it is to have open communication.  She then went on to say that if parents don't have these conversations, there will be many confused kids not to mention the risks of teenage pregnancy etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not less than 5 minutes later we ran into a former student of mine.  She is now about 14 or 15 years old.  I didn't have to ask her why she wasn't in school.  It was painfully clear...6 and 1/2 months clear.  She is pregnant and has dropped out of school and will most likely not return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-8239629230095778769?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8239629230095778769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=8239629230095778769' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8239629230095778769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8239629230095778769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/please-parentstalk-with-your-kids.html' title='Please Parents...Talk With Your Kids!'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-8851812736891347751</id><published>2008-04-16T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:28:17.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog; reader appreciation day'/><title type='text'>Reader Appreciation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SAaYZTxziyI/AAAAAAAAAMs/TUm40tpMvrQ/s1600-h/rad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190003181164399394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SAaYZTxziyI/AAAAAAAAAMs/TUm40tpMvrQ/s320/rad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Happy Reader Appreciation Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dear Readers of MsAbcMom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;     Thank you for the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    * Making me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    * Making me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    * Making me sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    * Making me cry (sometimes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    * Including me in your lives (via blog posts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    * Uplifting my spirits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    * Making me feel loved and important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    * Providing me with new friends/acquaintances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    * Inspiring me to write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thank you for visiting...please come again!  :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s.  Thanks to &lt;a href="http://theothermother.typepad.com/blog/"&gt;The Other Mother&lt;/a&gt; for this cool idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-8851812736891347751?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8851812736891347751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=8851812736891347751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8851812736891347751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8851812736891347751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/reader-appreciation-day.html' title='Reader Appreciation Day'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SAaYZTxziyI/AAAAAAAAAMs/TUm40tpMvrQ/s72-c/rad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-196863903311135156</id><published>2008-04-12T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T07:17:20.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challah; baking'/><title type='text'>Great Challah Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/2405637713/" title="A perfect challah by msabcmom, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/2405637713_f445767efa_m.jpg" alt="A perfect challah" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I found a great recipe for challah &lt;a href="http://www.haydid.org/challah.htm"&gt;online&lt;/a&gt;.   I followed the recipe for the ingredients but changed a bit in the process.  Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how I made it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups warm water&lt;br /&gt;2 packages dry active yeast&lt;br /&gt;6-7 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup oil&lt;br /&gt;1 eggs  (1 for the mixture and one to brush on at the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissolve yeast in water.  Temp should be between 75-120 degrees.  Stir in sugar and salt.  Add 3 cups flour and mix well in a mixer.  Add remaining flour.  Dough may be a little sticky.  Mix until it forms a ball on the dough blade of the mixer.  Move dough to a greased large bowl.  Cover and place in a warm place. (I put mine on the dryer!)  When dough rises long enough (twice the size) punch it down to let the air out. Knead for a few minutes and then cut in pieces, roll it out and then braid.  Place on baking sheets that have been lined with parchment paper.  Lightly brush a beaten egg over the top of the challah.    Bake at 375 degrees  until golden brown. Enjoy!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/2405639321/" title="round challah by msabcmom, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3285/2405639321_4207936ee4_m.jpg" alt="round challah" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-196863903311135156?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/196863903311135156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=196863903311135156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/196863903311135156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/196863903311135156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-challah-reci.html' title='Great Challah Recipe'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/2405637713_f445767efa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-9011123447789279014</id><published>2008-04-11T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T07:01:59.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='look alike'/><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>None of these people look like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/73/04/12/730412_45030169820084ej45uv45.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-9011123447789279014?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9011123447789279014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=9011123447789279014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/9011123447789279014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/9011123447789279014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/britney-spears-does-not-look-like-me.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-7756811262501147856</id><published>2008-04-11T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T11:07:46.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Violin; Sabi; Suzuki'/><title type='text'>Learning While Listening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R_-om_ZRbII/AAAAAAAAAMM/TqpeM2qyWH4/s1600-h/violin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R_-om_ZRbII/AAAAAAAAAMM/TqpeM2qyWH4/s320/violin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188050683560029314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suzuki_method"&gt;Suzuki violin program&lt;/a&gt;.  The program is very structured and somewhat rigid.  There are a series of books in the program that are leveled to the ability of the student.  All students start at the first book and then move up as they demonstrate mastery of all the songs in the book they are working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to regular practice it is recommended that the students listen to the music from the books on a regular basis.  This technique helps them to be familiar with the music, rhythms, etc.   Sabi is currently finishing book 3 and moving into book 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we are home sick.  I am having Sabi work on test prep.   I thought it would be good to play the CD for Book 4 while she was busy working away.  It was a bit of a distraction to her at first.  I didn't tell her that I was putting the CD on.  She immediately recognized it and asked if it was the Book 4 CD.  As the music continued, she reacted very interestingly.  At first she was a bit worried because she said it sounded hard.  I didn't say anything and just pretended to work away at my computer while I watched her.  She then started tapping the music out and I could tell that she was trying to figure out the technique for the song that was playing.  When the next track on the CD came on she was excited because it was a song that she really liked.  We are on&lt;br /&gt;the sixth track of the CD now.  She has returned to her test prep but is much more focused on her work .  Every now and then though she will conduct with her pencil in between solving another math problem.  I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-7756811262501147856?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7756811262501147856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=7756811262501147856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7756811262501147856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7756811262501147856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/learning-while-listening.html' title='Learning While Listening'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R_-om_ZRbII/AAAAAAAAAMM/TqpeM2qyWH4/s72-c/violin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-4084414898813075895</id><published>2008-04-11T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T09:28:04.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AB 466; school; training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GATE'/><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We have a handful of kids at my school that have been identified as GATE.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(gifted and talented) Most of our GATE identified kids don't go to the GATE schools in our district though.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;span style=""&gt; The parents don't send their kids to the program.   &lt;/span&gt;The district I work in doesn't, in my opinion, do enough to promote the program to the Latino parents in Spanish.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They also don't promote it at our site.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many of our parents don't speak English, or speak it well enough to understand it in an academic setting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They also are not very mobile so having something out of walking distance won't fly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This year my daughter is in the GATE class at the school next to mine, the school where our GATE identified kids should go.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are at least 4 other kids at my school, in her grade, who should be there with her but they aren't. Two of them are former students of mine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I contacted these parents personally to ask them to send their children to the GATE program. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I tried to explain the benefits of the program to them but they were worried that there would be no teachers at the other school who could speak to them, the parents, in Spanish and that it wouldn’t be in walking distance. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(The kids would get bused but the parents, understandably, like to be in close proximity to their kids in case of emergency, etc.)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My concern here is that we have this handful of really bright kids who are mixed in with the rest and are not being pushed to the fullest extent of their capabilities.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With our current test driven state in education, most teachers are trying their best to make sure that the kids are ready for the test. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This means really focusing on the kids who are below grade level. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We were in fact told by a workshop presenter, who was there to help us get our scores up, to “not worry about GATE kids. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They already have what they need!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Now I am not saying that classroom teachers don’t have a responsibility to their GATE students because we do. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We need to work just as hard for them as we do for our lowest students. &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;However, whatever we do for them in our regular classrooms, doesn’t even compare to what they can get from a class comprised of like minded individuals. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Every day that my daughter has been in her new GATE class this year has been just amazing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just melt inside when I hear the things they are learning, the way they are learning or just the casual conversations that she is having with her friends. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What a difference and change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What an opportunity!&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;When I walk around my school and see the GATE identified kids at my school, I feel so sad. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wish that they too could have the same opportunities that my daughter has. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-4084414898813075895?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4084414898813075895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=4084414898813075895' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4084414898813075895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4084414898813075895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-6811814234895837524</id><published>2008-04-10T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:25:50.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick; cold'/><title type='text'>Just a few questions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R_7Ys_ZRbHI/AAAAAAAAAME/W4oaBHGTvpQ/s1600-h/germ+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R_7Ys_ZRbHI/AAAAAAAAAME/W4oaBHGTvpQ/s320/germ+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187822088220666994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I let me sick daughter sleep with me a few nights ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are ALL of my students at school with drippy noses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, despite the MILLIONS of boxes of Kleenex that I buy, and my students go through, did that not stop the germs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did the constant use of &lt;a href="http://www.germx.com/"&gt;Germ-X &lt;/a&gt;on both my students and myself not work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I not start using &lt;a href="http://www.airbornehealth.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a few days ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being sick.  Hate, hate, hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-6811814234895837524?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6811814234895837524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=6811814234895837524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6811814234895837524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/6811814234895837524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-few-questions.html' title='Just a few questions...'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R_7Ys_ZRbHI/AAAAAAAAAME/W4oaBHGTvpQ/s72-c/germ+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-3710406197487776670</id><published>2008-04-03T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T18:49:30.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school;'/><title type='text'>It's Never Too Late To Learn</title><content type='html'>Did you catch the story in the news today about the 70 year old first grader.  That story made my day.  I am sharing this story and the video clip with my students tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.knbc.com/player/?id=236364"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is the video and &lt;a href="http://www.firstcoastnews.com/news/usworld/news-article.aspx?storyid=106310"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-3710406197487776670?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3710406197487776670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=3710406197487776670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3710406197487776670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3710406197487776670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-never-too-late-to-learn.html' title='It&apos;s Never Too Late To Learn'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-1755138292197995244</id><published>2008-04-03T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T07:12:46.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erik b and rakim; rap video'/><title type='text'>Paid in Full</title><content type='html'>I am still riding the Yo! MTV Raps nostalgia train.  I just found the Paid in Full video by Erik B. and Rakim.  Where else can you find such well crafted and eloquent rhymes such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Me and Erik B. and a nice big plate of fish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;which is my favorite dish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;but without the money it's still a wish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ukwwSOPvhW8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ukwwSOPvhW8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-1755138292197995244?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1755138292197995244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=1755138292197995244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1755138292197995244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1755138292197995244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/paid-in-full.html' title='Paid in Full'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2803793524767516277</id><published>2008-04-02T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T17:31:27.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv; rap; music'/><title type='text'>A Blast From the Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R_QgT97mdNI/AAAAAAAAALk/oZ2k9inpDo8/s1600-h/mtv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R_QgT97mdNI/AAAAAAAAALk/oZ2k9inpDo8/s320/mtv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184804598424433874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/59407415/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/msabcmom/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Remember the show Yo! Mtv Raps?  Guess what?  April is dedicated to the &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/yo_mtv_raps/"&gt;20th anniversary of the show&lt;/a&gt;.  I used to LOVE that show.  Ed Lover and Dr. Dre were cool hosts.  Let's not forget Fab 5 Freddy either.  Here is a picture of me with Fab 5 Freddy and Malcolm Jamal Warner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/59407415/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/33/59407415_2e466c430c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am looking forward to all of the foolishness and fabulousness that will be coming this way via MTV this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me leave you with an "oldie" but "goodie" by one m=of my favorites...Heavy D!  (I was lucky enough to catch him performing btw in Indianapolis with Janet Jackson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x6JT1-P5lmQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x6JT1-P5lmQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2803793524767516277?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2803793524767516277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2803793524767516277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2803793524767516277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2803793524767516277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/blast-from-past.html' title='A Blast From the Past'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R_QgT97mdNI/AAAAAAAAALk/oZ2k9inpDo8/s72-c/mtv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5394164986861128283</id><published>2008-04-01T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:47:21.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; violence; crime'/><title type='text'>What is this World Coming To?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/CRIME/04/01/kids.plot.ap/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Misguided Third Graders&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5394164986861128283?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5394164986861128283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5394164986861128283' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5394164986861128283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5394164986861128283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-is-this-world-coming-too.html' title='What is this World Coming To?'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-688045838076458588</id><published>2008-03-29T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:56:15.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday; party; school'/><title type='text'>Vacation Ending and other stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/2372827764/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2103/2372827764_5a07aef024_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/2372827764/"&gt;Odalys is 10!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/msabcmom/"&gt;msabcmom&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is it.  One more day and my vacation is over.  I mean OVER!  My school is going back to a traditional schedule next school year so no more July, November and March vacations.  I am so bummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a blast.  We started out at The Mudroom and painted pottery for about 2 hours.  From there we went on to a fantastic 50's themed party for one of Sabina's friends.  The birthday girl's grandmother made poodle skirts for all of the girls.  They were cute!  At the party the kids sang 50's songs on the karaoke machine, had a doughnut eating contest, played pin the record on the jukebox, played a hot potato game with a record instead of a potato, hit a jukebox piñata and ate pizza and banana splits.  WOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came home we rounded out the day by watching the Nancy Drew movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I guess I will have to go over lesson plans and get back into the mindset of being back at school.  I wrote the plans several weeks ago but I need to wrap my head around them again.  I am in for a long haul....we work all the way through June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that this vacation was a good one.  I was quite busy throughout the month and I only really whooped it up this last week.  That was enough though.  We really did have a good month.  It is sad to see it come to an end.  On the plus side...I lost 13.4 pounds this month.  Whoopee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-688045838076458588?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/688045838076458588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=688045838076458588' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/688045838076458588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/688045838076458588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/odalys-is-10-originally-uploaded-by.html' title='Vacation Ending and other stuff'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2103/2372827764_5a07aef024_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-3202042565832072415</id><published>2008-03-28T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T16:02:15.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><title type='text'>Gym Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R-14ON7mdMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OvVo3k1eZ90/s1600-h/treadmill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R-14ON7mdMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OvVo3k1eZ90/s320/treadmill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182930931826455746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever have those days where you just don't want to go to the gym but you have no real good excuse?  That is how I am feeling today.  I have no desire to jump in the car, drive and work out. I have been doing every possible thing that I can to occupy my time to make excuses for not going.  (like posting a blog!) I know that eventually, I will have to get there but I am not sure when that time will come. Maybe after the 4:00 Monk re-run that I have probably seen about a million times!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-3202042565832072415?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3202042565832072415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=3202042565832072415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3202042565832072415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/3202042565832072415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/gym-procrastination.html' title='Gym Procrastination'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R-14ON7mdMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OvVo3k1eZ90/s72-c/treadmill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-5696888825288046369</id><published>2008-03-24T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:19:01.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance; sabi'/><title type='text'>The $2,350 Trophy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/2360312378/" title="The $2,350 trophy! by msabcmom, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2274/2360312378_04cb22a185_m.jpg" alt="The $2,350 trophy!" height="240" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little more than 3 years ago I enrolled Sabi in a gymnastics class at a kid gym nearby.  I really liked the gym and the classes.  The classes were very well structured as far as athletics are concerned and it was a safe and non competitive environment unlike another local establishment.  It was a bit on the pricey side at $57 a month but she was having fun and getting a lot out of the class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year and a half into it Sabina asked if she could take a dance or karate class offered at the same place.  After some inquiry I found that it would cost me another $50 and I told her that she had to choose.  6 months later she told me that she wanted to try dance out instead of gymnastics.  I was glad to make the change.  Gymnastics looked like a lot of fun but it was frustrating to Sabina because the bar work in gymnastics didn't come very easy to her.  The rest of the girls in her class were so petite and tiny and were able to to fly over those bars with great ease.  That just didn't work for Sabi.  She couldn't figure it out and she came home crying several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance has been awesome.  The teacher is so energetic and supportive of the kids.  Even better, Sabina loves to dance and is good at it.  She has a lot of confidence with it and gets an even harder workout from it than gymnastics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds great, right?  Here is the clincher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December, the teacher  told the parents that a recital would be coming up soon and that we parents might want to privately start looking for sponsors for our own kids' costumes to wear to the recital.   I just laughed this off and thought it must be a joke.  WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February, the "costumes" for each dance class were posted with prices and the kids had to be measured.  Sabina's class will be performing 2 dances and guess what?  Each dance has a different costume!!!  The total for both outfits is $133.  Whoa!  I thought it over for about a week and went back and forth on whether or not I would go ahead with the recital.  $133 for 2 outfits?  That is just ridiculous.  I finally agreed to do it since Sabina really wanted to do it and she had never done one before.   I am not completely happy with that decision but the my tax refund came around the same time and I just went for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, at class, we parents had another surprise.  A sign was posted letting us know that we need to purchase tickets to have the privilege of watching the damn recital.  (yes, I am angry by now!)  The tickets are a whopping $8 for kids and $15 per adult.  This is just outrageous.  I, of course, have no choice but to buy the ticket but I am not going to have any other family members come.  What a racket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of class today Sabina's teacher made an announcement to the entire class and group of parents.  She had a trophy in her hand and said "May I have your attention.  We have a student here who has been with us for 3 years.  We here at ********** like to acknowledge this achievement with a trophy!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dad next to me started laughing and said "that is one expensive trophy!"  No joke....that crazy trophy cost me $2,350!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-5696888825288046369?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5696888825288046369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=5696888825288046369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5696888825288046369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/5696888825288046369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/2350-trophy.html' title='The $2,350 Trophy'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2274/2360312378_04cb22a185_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-333903725346876510</id><published>2008-03-24T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T09:10:01.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oakland; fairyland; family'/><title type='text'>Never Too Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/2355481021/" title="Every day is a &amp;quot;Challah&amp;quot; Day!  (get it...holiday!)  :-) by msabcmom, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2154/2355481021_3624da9fd2_m.jpg" alt="Every day is a &amp;quot;Challah&amp;quot; Day!  (get it...holiday!)  :-)" height="240" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday we spent the day in Oakland.  We started out at The Grand Bakery.  It is the closest kosher bakery to our house.  Now we didn't really need any baked goods but we stopped to splurge on some goodies.  They bake some wonderful challah there.  I LOVE it.  We also picked up some borekas and cherry filled hamantashen.  YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/2355419221/" title="Glenda the Good Witch by msabcmom, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2021/2355419221_be95a2c035_m.jpg" alt="Glenda the Good Witch" height="240" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;From there we went on to Fairyland in Lakeside Park.  We haven't been there since Sabi was 4.  My mom and I were both a bit worried that Sabi would be too old for this play park but we were wrong.  She LOVED it!!!  Sabi was like a kid in a candy store.  It was very fun to watch her enjoying all of the fairy tale stops.  I guess that you are never too old to have fun, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/2356252160/" title="The Cowardly Lion by msabcmom, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/2356252160_78de06f693_m.jpg" alt="The Cowardly Lion" height="240" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The day was beautiful.  When we were done at fairyland we hung out for a bit in Lakeside Park and then ended our trip at Oakland Kosher Foods in search of Passover food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/2356271084/" title="Lakeside Park, Oakland by msabcmom, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3069/2356271084_6ccd62697b_m.jpg" alt="Lakeside Park, Oakland" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-333903725346876510?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/333903725346876510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=333903725346876510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/333903725346876510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/333903725346876510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/never-too-old.html' title='Never Too Old'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2154/2355481021_3624da9fd2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2750636912831552473</id><published>2008-03-22T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:37:58.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie; bajo la misma luna'/><title type='text'>Bajo La Misma Luna</title><content type='html'>This movie is great.  I couldn't believe that on the 2nd day that it was out, less than 20 people were in the theater.  What a shame.  Go see it and then tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9jCZgUiPixE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9jCZgUiPixE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2750636912831552473?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2750636912831552473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2750636912831552473' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2750636912831552473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2750636912831552473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/bajo-la-misma-luna.html' title='Bajo La Misma Luna'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-4374860408049632634</id><published>2008-03-18T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:17:12.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; teaching; jamba juice'/><title type='text'>Former Student Encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R-AwYpVCODI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ed3lt3nlq4k/s1600-h/jamba1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179192771445143602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R-AwYpVCODI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ed3lt3nlq4k/s320/jamba1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went to Jamba Juice and after taking my order the cashier asked "aren't you Ms. V?" I told him that I was and he said that he wasn't in my class but he remembers me from "WAY" back when he was 7 or 8. (He put a lot of emphasis on the WAY back part!) He was very excited to see me and asked me how the school is doing now that he has been gone for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he made me feel a little bit old hearing the "WAY" back comment and also thinking that when this now 18 year old knew me, I was 10 years younger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the plus side, this young man seemed very well adjusted, and he is a contributing member of our society who is gainfully employed. (He also makes a very good Orange Berry Blitz!) It was kind of cool to be recognized and remembered fondly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool indeed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-4374860408049632634?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4374860408049632634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=4374860408049632634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4374860408049632634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4374860408049632634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/former-student-encounter.html' title='Former Student Encounter'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R-AwYpVCODI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ed3lt3nlq4k/s72-c/jamba1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-8606373689548569111</id><published>2008-03-18T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:29:47.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama; election; racism; USA'/><title type='text'>Obama's Speech Today</title><content type='html'>Wow!  What a speech.  Obama brought up so many important issues in his speech and handled them wonderfully.  If I weren't already pulling for him this speech would have done it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWe7wTVbLUU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWe7wTVbLUU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-8606373689548569111?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8606373689548569111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=8606373689548569111' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8606373689548569111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8606373689548569111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/obamas-speech-today.html' title='Obama&apos;s Speech Today'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-7007010952862493246</id><published>2008-03-18T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:01:10.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace vigil'/><title type='text'>Peace Vigil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R9_1JZVCOCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RDNsmYpaSyI/s1600-h/war+is+not+healthy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R9_1JZVCOCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RDNsmYpaSyI/s320/war+is+not+healthy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179127638266099746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are attending a peace vigil tomorrow in our hometown.  If you are interested in joining one in your neck of the woods, click &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://pol.moveon.org/event/events/index.html?rc=homepage&amp;amp;action_id=112"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-7007010952862493246?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7007010952862493246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=7007010952862493246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7007010952862493246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/7007010952862493246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/peace-vigil.html' title='Peace Vigil'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/R9_1JZVCOCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RDNsmYpaSyI/s72-c/war+is+not+healthy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-1374008138228878568</id><published>2008-03-17T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T12:57:58.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panama'/><title type='text'>Summer Trip</title><content type='html'>I am planning my summer Panama trip right now.  I want to hit the usual spots, &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/sets/72157594203527743/"&gt;El Valle de Antón&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/sets/72157600015059978/"&gt;El Decamerón&lt;/a&gt; and of course, my dad's place, &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/msabcmom/sets/72157594217847747/"&gt;Keruasa&lt;/a&gt;.  This time though I would like to see some other places that I haven't been to at all or in a long time.  I am thinking of possibly going to &lt;a href="http://www.coibanationalpark.com/"&gt;Coiba&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bocasdeltoro.com/Panamanationalpark/darien/index.htm"&gt;Darien&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.gamboaresort.com/"&gt;Gamboa&lt;/a&gt;.  What would REALLY be awesome is to go to one of the Smithsonian Institute's research-education centers such as &lt;a href="http://www.stri.org/english/visit_us/barro_colorado/index.php"&gt;Barro Colorado&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.stri.org/english/visit_us/galeta/index.php"&gt;Galeta&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://www.stri.org/english/visit_us/culebra/index.php"&gt;Culebr&lt;/a&gt;a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:&lt;br /&gt;  Have you been to any of these places?  What do you recommend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-1374008138228878568?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1374008138228878568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=1374008138228878568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1374008138228878568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1374008138228878568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/summer-trip.html' title='Summer Trip'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-722620653435091011</id><published>2008-03-15T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:11:31.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week in review'/><title type='text'>THe Week in Review</title><content type='html'>Here is what I am up to when I am "off track."  (on vacation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Visited a prospective school for a student of mine.  As per his I.E.P., he will move to an SH  classroom.  I went with his mom to see what the school and class were like.  I also acted as a translator for her.  It was a sad day for me because I am really going to miss this boy.  He was a hard case to start with but he has come so far and he melts my heart each and every day. &lt;br /&gt;   On Monday night we went to shiva for a friend's mom.  That was very hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove Sabina to school (20 miles from home) and then turned around to go to Stockton for a coach meeting. (40 miles from Sabi's school) Once that was over I turned around to go back and get Sabi and then go back home.  I drove too much that day and was exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Worked with my grade level team on a collaboration day.  We put in 7 hours of work focusing on all of the subject matters that we teach and planning for the last trimester.  I am a bit stressed since there is so much to still cover and we have to test in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another collaboration day with the grade level.  This day was centered on what we do for our English Learners.  It was a long day of reviewing writing samples and trying to figure out how to tweak our current program to make the best impact for our students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;No plans were on the calendar - YAY!  I decided to stay in town where Sabi goes to school and work in my classroom since gas is just too expensive for me to run around while Sabi is in school.  I cleaned for a couple of hours and got some reading in too.  Sabi had a minimum day so I didn't stay in town too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited in my car as Sabi's bus dropped her off at my school.  She saw me waiting in my car and she got so excited to see me and started waving like crazy at me.  Can you believe that I got goosebumps from that.  It was so sweet and it just tickled me to see her do that.  She is still my baby!  She spent the ride home telling me about their Pi day celebration and about a glutonous pizza party that her class won.  She was going a mile a minute and I loved every second of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, we stopped by the mailbox and Sabi's report card came in the mail.  Sabi asked if she could see it first.  Within about 10 seconds the screaming began.  She had a fabulous report card.  We celebrated with one of her favorite dishes, salmon.  We also all ate together at the dinner table.  That was a nice change considering that due to our busy schedules we don't all make it to dinner at the same time.  We rounded out the night by watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;: (Today)&lt;br /&gt;Went in to WW and I only lost .8 lbs.  That makes my running total 11.6.  I guess that is ok.  WE are going to keep busy with laundry and housekeeping today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-722620653435091011?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/722620653435091011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=722620653435091011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/722620653435091011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/722620653435091011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/week-in-review.html' title='THe Week in Review'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-316929861190637074</id><published>2008-03-09T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T14:56:48.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kjerringa1/2322397166/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2192/2322397166_978657355e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kjerringa1/2322397166/"&gt;DSC00042&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kjerringa1/"&gt;kjerringa1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a great time but are glad to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that I am off track and can just relax.  Woo-hoo!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-316929861190637074?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/316929861190637074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=316929861190637074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/316929861190637074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/316929861190637074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-back.html' title='We&amp;#39;re Back!'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2192/2322397166_978657355e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-4965084122893567015</id><published>2008-03-08T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:39:04.225-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Go See This Movie</title><content type='html'>I haven't seen much of Monterey yet as I was in my math workshop for the majority of the day. This evening we went out to Monterey for dinner at Turtle Bay and then on to the mall to see College Road Trip.  Go see this movie.  It is really fun!  It is funny and engaging for all ages.  Sabi, my mom and I saw it together and we all enjoyed it.  (We may even go see it again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Np3pyNrLa08"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Np3pyNrLa08" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-4965084122893567015?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4965084122893567015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=4965084122893567015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4965084122893567015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/4965084122893567015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/go-see-this-movie.html' title='Go See This Movie'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-558723830915062179</id><published>2008-03-07T14:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T14:29:07.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monterey'/><title type='text'>And We're Off!!!</title><content type='html'>We are spending the weekend in Monterey.  I have a math workshop to attend tomorrow until 2 but the rest of the time will be for play...Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-558723830915062179?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/558723830915062179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=558723830915062179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/558723830915062179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/558723830915062179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-were-off.html' title='And We&apos;re Off!!!'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-185403477218088512</id><published>2008-03-04T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T16:38:12.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school; jump rope'/><title type='text'>You Know You Are Getting Old When...</title><content type='html'>This week I am teaching Intersession.  Intersession is basically a summer school type of program that runs while our school is off track this month.  During Intersession we don't have aides around to help out with cafeteria and recess duty so I am with the kids every single minute of the day.  It really is quite fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At recess today, I was watching the kids play.  The girls were busy in a game of jump rope having a grand time.  I listened carefully to their song.  Here are the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"Ice cream soda, cherry on the top. Who's your boyfriend I forgot?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they start to recite the alphabet.  Whatever letter the student stops at is the first letter of her boyfriend's name.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop that nonsense right away.  I told them that they were in second grade and were too young for boyfriends.  I also said something like "who needs a silly boyfriend anyway?  Why don't you say something like: '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice cream soda, cherry on top. What's your favorite fruit, I forgot?&lt;/span&gt;"  The girls looked at me for a second and rolled their eyes as they smiled at me.  Nonetheless, the girls spent the rest of the afternoon trying to figure out names for fruit starting out with different letters of the alphabet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, I am an old fogey...I know this and am ok with it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-185403477218088512?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/185403477218088512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=185403477218088512' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/185403477218088512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/185403477218088512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-know-you-are-getting-old-when.html' title='You Know You Are Getting Old When...'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-1832474063505147491</id><published>2008-03-02T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:52:31.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Tear Jerker Movies</title><content type='html'>I just watched The Joy Luck Club for the millionth time.  Every time that I watch it I end up in serious tears at the end when June meets her sisters in China.  The same hold true for The Color Purple.   I start crying  when Shug  walks into  her father's church singing through the end when Celie's kids and sister come home.  I am a serious mess when I see those flicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What movies make you cry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-1832474063505147491?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1832474063505147491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=1832474063505147491' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1832474063505147491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/1832474063505147491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/tear-jerker-movies.html' title='Tear Jerker Movies'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-2497395406010486150</id><published>2008-03-01T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T12:45:37.089-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ww'/><title type='text'>WOW!</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I re-joined Weight Watchers.The first two days were kind of tough because I am a food addict.  I never ever felt hungry but I was craving for a food fix.  I am so used to just nibbling away all day long so I had to retrain myself a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help myself out throughout the week, I bought some frozen meals that are similar to the Weight Watchers meals.  I also bought some fruit, and lots of good veggies to use in salads.  My meals were tasty and filling.   I was careful about the food I took in but I did have some fun foods such as chocolate, cheese and bread!  I never felt hungry or deprived this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was weigh in day and I lost 10.8 pounds.  WHOA!  I couldn't believe it.  Let's see if I can keep it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-2497395406010486150?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2497395406010486150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=2497395406010486150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2497395406010486150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/2497395406010486150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow.html' title='WOW!'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9906805.post-8710814343944557022</id><published>2008-03-01T11:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T11:16:55.194-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><title type='text'>Obama '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" id="Musicane" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="371" width="408"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.musicane.com/yeswecan/musicane2.swf?rsid=d0b14665-fa0e-44ba-9d33-8dee08e7e569&amp;amp;sid=911E113E-F2EA-41EA-A5A6-C2A2B1A2E9E3&amp;amp;uid=&amp;amp;featured=31CD154E-6075-4DAB-A39E-EB1B1E57BA23"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.musicane.com/yeswecan/musicane2.swf?rsid=d0b14665-fa0e-44ba-9d33-8dee08e7e569&amp;amp;sid=911E113E-F2EA-41EA-A5A6-C2A2B1A2E9E3&amp;amp;uid=&amp;amp;featured=31CD154E-6075-4DAB-A39E-EB1B1E57BA23" quality="high" name="Musicane" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="371" width="408"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9906805-8710814343944557022?l=msabcmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8710814343944557022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9906805&amp;postID=8710814343944557022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8710814343944557022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9906805/posts/default/8710814343944557022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msabcmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/obama-08.html' title='Obama &apos;08'/><author><name>MsAbcMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05873520963195947408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E2HPvHXcAsI/SFpZ4hwJD2I/AAAAAAAAARU/inEtI_dSOdw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
