Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Who am I?

I'm a student who is working on becoming a teacher. I have worked 4 years at summer camp and put in a lot of hours at schools in my area. I am taking what I'm learning in the field and creating something that I hope others can use.

So, who am I?

I have no kids, but I seem to be around them everyday. It's ok, it makes me happy. Sometimes I think I'm just a big kid who never grew up.

When I get my teaching credential I would love to teach elementary school. At one point I was set on kindergarten. I'm not so sure now. I love all grades of elementary and I'm excited to try whatever I can get. Second seems to be my go to grade though. Every time I get placed in a classroom I get second. That's ok, I feel pretty awesome in second grade now.

My stress reliever is karate. I love karate. It will be 16 years in February. I like to think I work hard at it, but I'm no ninja. I do it because it's fun. My peers are my family. It amazing the people you meet walking into a karate dojo. They come from all walks of life and have all different personalities. They also will try really hard to help you get a job. Trust me I know. Suddenly I'm getting e-mails about jobs from them when I wasn't even looking for a job.

So I said karate was my stress reliever. So what's stresses me out? Believe it or not crafts. Yes I said crafts. I don't have ADD but I can not sit down and do a craft for a long period of time. That's why I try to make everything as simple as possible. Why do it the hard way when you can do it easy and get it over with. That's not to say I don't love crafts. I do. Just in moderation.

I quilt too. Well sort of. I have quilted. I have completed half a dozen. The other half dozen needs to still be quilted. Remember how I said I can't do the same thing too long. Well the actual act of quilting takes forever. My mom used to call me a power sewer. Peddle to the metal when I sew.

I have a dog. I call her monkey. It's not her name, just a nickname because she thinks she is a monkey. She hangs on to arms and doesn't let them go. My grandma gave her to me for my 16th birthday and I think she was the best gift ever.

I think that's about it. No kids, no husband, no nothing. I'm living at home trying to get through one more semester of school so I can kick this popsicle stand and make it on my own.

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