Normally I drive just fine but every once and a while I do something stupid, like going too fast during a rainstorm. This was such a time. I hit a wet patch and ended up in the grass due to a lovely combination of water, stones, and stupidity (going too fast). I crashed into a brick column.
I am not someone who has much faith in humanity.
After all, the people directly behind me and in front of me didn’t bat an eye when I acted like a moron and said “hello” to the sign.
Well, my faith was restored today thanks to these fine people:
First a woman stopped.
Then two men (complete strangers) in separate trucks.
Then a couple stopped. They both got out of their SUV to check on me.
Then a man stopped.
Then another man.
Then another woman.
Then a couple of guys in a big truck. I missed the name of the company on the side.
Then an older gentleman.
That’s a total of 11 people in about an hour’s time.
Fortunately I was not injured…just slightly embarrassed and not going into work.
Now, this blog is brand new and not even Cheezbot is following me. I just wanted to share this and acknowledge the kindness of others. Thank you to those eleven strangers who came to check on me! I greatly appreciated your concern! <3
My second classroom…
I taught Japanese studies.
I was twelve-years-old.
I had a whole classroom full of peers that hated me.
I was the ‘weird’ kid who was friends with all the teachers.
Many of my peers left my speech on Japan wanting to visit the country.
It was nerve wracking but wonderful.
Asexual me
I’m Aromantic so please
Do not scar with ‘love’…
Watching a movie
It is so very trippy
Appropriate drugs
My very first day of teaching…
I taught paleontology.
I was six-years-old.
I had five students.
They were my Cabbage Patch Kids.
I was at a community college, panicking over my BA in English.
So I went for an associate’s in medical secretary.
I helped my friend learn her medical terminology, abbreviations, grammar, and anatomy.
I helped another friend learn about computers as we had to take Windows, Excel, and Access.
All three of us struggled comically over transcription.
The Puerto Rican said that the “Puerto Rican” doctor on the recording didn’t sound right.
The Caucasian said, “Where the heck do you find the ‘send’ key?!”
I felt like the smartest person in the room for the first time in my life.
It is Summer School and too hot for a self-proclaimed lava monster to find much joy in taking her small class out for recess.
I have a mixture of English Language Learners, General education, and Special education.
Three of my students have unmediated ADHD…
I’m beginning to see myself in a whole new light…
I must have been an annoying kid to wind up on such strong ADHD meds by the time I graduated high school…
My third grade teacher apparently couldn’t put up with me being a disorganized mess. She kept begging my parents to up my dose even though my grades were A’s and B’s.
There were no ADHD experts in our area…so I get to learn this now as an adult.
I’m in my thirties and I am often mistaken for my twenties…both in physical appearance and in my mannerisms…
How embarrassing…
Evil Praxis test
Consuming all of my time
I want to sleep now
You’re really pretty
Pretty without glasses on
You are pretty too!
My third classroom…
I taught Shakespeare.
I was fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, and eighteen-years-old.
My classroom was chaotic and stunk of school lunches.
Once again, the ‘weird’ kid was the center of attention.
Seriously though, how hard is it to read the footnotes?
They hold the keys to the wonders of the world!
Oh no, another
Praxis test to take
I must prove my worth.