Well just a quick check-in,
I need a freaking break,
I am counting down the minutes to Christmas Break.
No offense kiddies, but I need a week or so of not seeing them,
and believe me if they could run a blog,
they would be writing the same thing.
I now know what it is to be...COLD!
I tell ya, I wasn't quite prepared my friends.
I know all about layering now,
the wind has to be the worst part,
it just cuts right through you.
I just celebrated a quarter-life past,
weird,
Im not a kid anymore,
hmmmmmmm,
I think I will have to do something about that :)
Well, we are getting ready for our trip to NM,
and hopefully I will get to post about our fun activities this week in Class 100.
I have to say,
As we were driving back from doing some shopping in Jersey,
we saw that famous skyline in front of us,
I have to say,
I have a feeling that it all might be worth it,
NY truly is an amazing city.
Ta Ta for now friends...
Monday, December 17, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
What, this is madness, a third post!!!
My final blog of the evening,
(obviously there is nothing on T.V. to entertain me) and
OHH (Gil has the best spot on the couch because of his back),
I thought I would update you on Class 100!!
Well as you might have read, I hit a rough patch,
really it was a holy crap what the h*ll I am doing teaching first grade in the freaking bronx type hysteria,
call it my "I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas" moment only in this dream sequence my ruby red slippers have been ripped off and Im huddled in the corner of my classroom with no walls singing over and over the lyrics to "I will survive" while my students have set up a store hawking my teaching supplies for half price, and there is a fricking line around the building waiting to get in!!! (teachers are whores for a good deal) HA!
Ok it hasn't been that bad,
but like many others before me and many more after me,
My stress level boiled over.
Step by step i knocked off what I needed to,
and now I have converted from survival mode to a potentially good teacher.
I whipped the kids back into shape, and now we are learning!!
The kids are having so much fun writing their "how-to books".
They are writing books like "How to go up my elevator, How to unlock my front door, and how to microwave a hamburger, to name a few, So freaking cute.
We are moving from Hanukkah to Kwanza,
I had these kids making menorahs, how funny is that,
I just picture these Bronx kids going home and telling their parents about a Jewish holiday.
I would pay to see that scene.
And now, like I feel most teachers might have to, at lunch tomorrow I am actually going to research Kwanza so I know what I am teaching.
Nothing like long term preparation.
Luckily I can start to do Christmas next week,
we are going to have our "publishing party" next Friday for their "how-to books",
and then we are off to Christmas Break.
Oh BTW, next time I see you, make sure I show you my "happy dance" that only comes out when the kids have had an outstanding day. The kids get a kick out of it!!
We have found our way together in class 100,
and although there are more rough days ahead,
I actually have felt like a teacher the past few weeks.
Thank goodness,
although my "Dorothy Gale" moment might have been fun!!
follow the yellow brick road...
(obviously there is nothing on T.V. to entertain me) and
OHH (Gil has the best spot on the couch because of his back),
I thought I would update you on Class 100!!
Well as you might have read, I hit a rough patch,
really it was a holy crap what the h*ll I am doing teaching first grade in the freaking bronx type hysteria,
call it my "I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas" moment only in this dream sequence my ruby red slippers have been ripped off and Im huddled in the corner of my classroom with no walls singing over and over the lyrics to "I will survive" while my students have set up a store hawking my teaching supplies for half price, and there is a fricking line around the building waiting to get in!!! (teachers are whores for a good deal) HA!
Ok it hasn't been that bad,
but like many others before me and many more after me,
My stress level boiled over.
Step by step i knocked off what I needed to,
and now I have converted from survival mode to a potentially good teacher.
I whipped the kids back into shape, and now we are learning!!
The kids are having so much fun writing their "how-to books".
They are writing books like "How to go up my elevator, How to unlock my front door, and how to microwave a hamburger, to name a few, So freaking cute.
We are moving from Hanukkah to Kwanza,
I had these kids making menorahs, how funny is that,
I just picture these Bronx kids going home and telling their parents about a Jewish holiday.
I would pay to see that scene.
And now, like I feel most teachers might have to, at lunch tomorrow I am actually going to research Kwanza so I know what I am teaching.
Nothing like long term preparation.
Luckily I can start to do Christmas next week,
we are going to have our "publishing party" next Friday for their "how-to books",
and then we are off to Christmas Break.
Oh BTW, next time I see you, make sure I show you my "happy dance" that only comes out when the kids have had an outstanding day. The kids get a kick out of it!!
We have found our way together in class 100,
and although there are more rough days ahead,
I actually have felt like a teacher the past few weeks.
Thank goodness,
although my "Dorothy Gale" moment might have been fun!!
follow the yellow brick road...
Another Side Note...
I think that our neighbors across the hall are running an illegal Chinese restaurant!!
I KNOW, about 9 every night the hallway fills with the smells of chicken fried rice and many other yummy smells,
and from 10 on for the rest of the night, their door opens and closes, and the lady emerges with
plastic bags filled with "stuff", ding ding ding goes the elevator.
Now I know what you are thinking..
ME TOO
How much do the charge for their sesame chicken,
Jakey could get into this front door service,
I will keep you posted, maybe my first blog restaurant review!
How fun!!!
I KNOW, about 9 every night the hallway fills with the smells of chicken fried rice and many other yummy smells,
and from 10 on for the rest of the night, their door opens and closes, and the lady emerges with
plastic bags filled with "stuff", ding ding ding goes the elevator.
Now I know what you are thinking..
ME TOO
How much do the charge for their sesame chicken,
Jakey could get into this front door service,
I will keep you posted, maybe my first blog restaurant review!
How fun!!!
Finding the groove
Christmas time in the city,
boy is this town a buzz.
Christmas tree shops at every corner,
Lights decorating east side neighborhoods,
the big tree lighting Rockefeller plaza.
I make my pilgrimage to all the sights this Friday,
as I told Gil it has to be an "event"!
You know hot chocolate, pictures, the works.
Funny adventure this week.
We were able to find a decent gym this week..."Crunch".
It is a decent walk and is pretty clean and new,
lots of Parsons and NYU students.
So we went a bit overboard this weekend!!
Come Monday, I could barely walk!
Instead of crunching it,
we decided to take a walk to Chinatown!
We ventured towards downtown,
past the east village, past alphabet city,
to the famous neighborhood.
Gil wanted some fresh fish and I wanted Chinese food!!
Walking by we saw "5 items for 4 dollars".
WHAT A STEAL Right??
Quickly we find that this Chinese food is not meant for gringos and mexicans.
Well, unless intestines, frog, fried whole fish, and about 25 other items not found at PF Changs are your thing.
We got some familiar "looking" items and about half way through we both were amazingly "full".
As we walked (ran) out we chalked it up to a fun NY experience.
We bought some fresh fish next door and walked (ran) 24 blocks back home!
Just a story,
great day today,
I got a freaking parking spot right in front of the building,
the holy freaking grail of city commuters,
and we decided at 5 to run to times square to try to win $20 dollar lotto tickets to Wicked at 5:30!!
Picture it,
(side note-when I got home Gil made me put on these chinese foot pads on the bottom of my feet that are suppose to detox my body, but really feel like I am walking on bean bags, oh and btw Gil threw his back out :-) now picture it,
Jake running threw times square (with bean bag feet), leaving the subway at 5:28 two blocks away from our destination,
Gil hobbling behind ("leave me, leave me, save yourself" haha),
me running through the doors in a very dramatic fashion at precisely 5:30!!
Only to find an empty theater,
the lotto was at 4:30 they tell us,
"OH YEAH, WELL I JUST RAN THREW TIMES SQUARE 10 DODGING BUSES, 9 TOURISTS WHO THINK NY IS BUYING A HOT DOG ON THE STREET FOR 8 DOLLARS, 5 HOMELESS PEOPLE, 4 TAXIS DRIVEN BY HABIB YAHTRYSGS (you can never read their last names), 2 PROTESTS, ONE STRANGE PUDDLE, AND A FREAKING PARTRIDGE IN A PEAR TREE!! BUT HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS :)
We ventured home once again with a fun story,
and now we sit, in our room, gorgeous by the way,
in east side manhattan,
with bean bags on our feet!
Love to All!
Jakey
boy is this town a buzz.
Christmas tree shops at every corner,
Lights decorating east side neighborhoods,
the big tree lighting Rockefeller plaza.
I make my pilgrimage to all the sights this Friday,
as I told Gil it has to be an "event"!
You know hot chocolate, pictures, the works.
Funny adventure this week.
We were able to find a decent gym this week..."Crunch".
It is a decent walk and is pretty clean and new,
lots of Parsons and NYU students.
So we went a bit overboard this weekend!!
Come Monday, I could barely walk!
Instead of crunching it,
we decided to take a walk to Chinatown!
We ventured towards downtown,
past the east village, past alphabet city,
to the famous neighborhood.
Gil wanted some fresh fish and I wanted Chinese food!!
Walking by we saw "5 items for 4 dollars".
WHAT A STEAL Right??
Quickly we find that this Chinese food is not meant for gringos and mexicans.
Well, unless intestines, frog, fried whole fish, and about 25 other items not found at PF Changs are your thing.
We got some familiar "looking" items and about half way through we both were amazingly "full".
As we walked (ran) out we chalked it up to a fun NY experience.
We bought some fresh fish next door and walked (ran) 24 blocks back home!
Just a story,
great day today,
I got a freaking parking spot right in front of the building,
the holy freaking grail of city commuters,
and we decided at 5 to run to times square to try to win $20 dollar lotto tickets to Wicked at 5:30!!
Picture it,
(side note-when I got home Gil made me put on these chinese foot pads on the bottom of my feet that are suppose to detox my body, but really feel like I am walking on bean bags, oh and btw Gil threw his back out :-) now picture it,
Jake running threw times square (with bean bag feet), leaving the subway at 5:28 two blocks away from our destination,
Gil hobbling behind ("leave me, leave me, save yourself" haha),
me running through the doors in a very dramatic fashion at precisely 5:30!!
Only to find an empty theater,
the lotto was at 4:30 they tell us,
"OH YEAH, WELL I JUST RAN THREW TIMES SQUARE 10 DODGING BUSES, 9 TOURISTS WHO THINK NY IS BUYING A HOT DOG ON THE STREET FOR 8 DOLLARS, 5 HOMELESS PEOPLE, 4 TAXIS DRIVEN BY HABIB YAHTRYSGS (you can never read their last names), 2 PROTESTS, ONE STRANGE PUDDLE, AND A FREAKING PARTRIDGE IN A PEAR TREE!! BUT HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS :)
We ventured home once again with a fun story,
and now we sit, in our room, gorgeous by the way,
in east side manhattan,
with bean bags on our feet!
Love to All!
Jakey
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Wander
Snow in the city
Roaming in the cold
Icing on a this great place
Today an encore
to quite an interesting piece of theater
WTF Jake
8th face of me
goodness
Life begins
at my lowest
when I look in the mirror
and see a million different pieces
Snow brightens everything
flakes fall
GET OUT THERE
follow the instinct inside
go wander
My eyes have been closed
fears force of gravity
today they open
"Say" plays
over and over
"walking like a one man army
fighting with the shadows in your head"
No More
"say what you need to say"
no other voices allowed, just mine
fog horn level
you can do this
I wander,
leaves falling
horns honking
trash piling
snow whispering
heart opening
saying what it needs to say
Roaming in the cold
Icing on a this great place
Today an encore
to quite an interesting piece of theater
WTF Jake
8th face of me
goodness
Life begins
at my lowest
when I look in the mirror
and see a million different pieces
Snow brightens everything
flakes fall
GET OUT THERE
follow the instinct inside
go wander
My eyes have been closed
fears force of gravity
today they open
"Say" plays
over and over
"walking like a one man army
fighting with the shadows in your head"
No More
"say what you need to say"
no other voices allowed, just mine
fog horn level
you can do this
I wander,
leaves falling
horns honking
trash piling
snow whispering
heart opening
saying what it needs to say
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