Week Three at West and More...

I have begun week 3 at West Middle, and I feel like I have been there much longer!  Although their mascot is a wolverine (which lives a solitary life), the staff has welcomed me into their family.  I am blessed to have another hands-on, active leadership experience.  

I have included a link to a weekly online reflection I am sending to the staff at West.  I found this website (smore) and online weekly memos seem more interesting this way! Whatever It Takes - Week of February 17-21

And, I can't finish without including a picture I took of my five year old's first note he has ever written on his own.  God bless early learning educators.  My hats off to you all because you must have "patience super-powers!" I am so proud of my Day; he has grown so much this year.

Translation: I like you and you mom dad and family.

Until next time...

Switch It, Change It... and Run Away From It!

So, today began "SWITCH MONTH" for me.  My next five weeks will be spent at West Middle School in Montgomery County.  Yesterday, we took a family Sunday drive to the school to make sure I allotted enough time for driving.  What a surprise I got when I saw my name in lights... well, not actually lights.  But, in big letters - welcoming me to West!

My first "change" of the day came when I left the house a little after 6AM with my boys still in bed.  The drive was nice and quiet... and dark.  The sun wasn't even up when I pulled into the parking lot.  I have a feeling my behind will be hitting the pillow earlier these next five weeks!

The school is great, and the faculty is so welcoming.  I was introduced on the morning news broadcast, but many could not understand me because of my accent!  HAHAHAHA!  I got really excited when I recognized a student who was getting off the bus.  He was from New Century and moved here over the summer.  He came over and gave me a big hug which put a bigger smile on my face!

And then... I walked up on a student hovered over a garbage can in the middle of the hallway covered in puke and trails of it down the hallway.  He looked up at me with big helpless eyes.  I took one look at him and left him there... escaping down another hallway  - gagging, eyes watering, trying to block out his sounds.  Poor fella, and I couldn't even help him.  That was fun...

So, why the switch?  Well, it is a transition... putting us in a different school in a different county and made to pick up right where the other intern left off.  It is a chance to really put what we have learned to work.  

So far, so good... just as long as they aren't hanging over a trashcan!