Thursday, 31 December 2009

  • Ignorant Quote Of The Day

    "Those who can do and those who cannot teach."

    Whoever came up with this quote has, quite frankly, never even swapped roles with a teacher for even one day. Having spent a year as a full-time teacher, a part-time Sylvan tutor, and half a year as a substitute teacher, I can tell you that there's a lot more than what meets the eye when it comes to the teaching profession. In fact, it's been rated one of the most stressful jobs one can have. So, what's a day in the life of a teacher like? You're about to find out.

    Most teachers get up very early in the morning (usually 5:30 or 6:00 AM) to get ready and travel to work to be at school a full hour before the first bell. When I was doing this full-time, I did that so students could get extra help or whatever. Any dedicated teacher will put in whatever it takes to help a student, so long as the student is willing to help him/herself.

    During the school day, kids come and go period by period. It's not uncommon for a teacher to see up to around 200 students in one day. Try remembering the names of 200 students and see how well you do! You know why they have ID tags now? For that very purpose. However, names are just one aspect in the battle against these kids. You know as well as I do kids act up. I myself hate to write discipline referrals. Absolutely hate it. However, at least twice per week some kid would try to push my buttons and I ended up referring them. As a teacher, your job is as much maintaining an orderly, safe classroom environment as actually teaching.

    The one off period a teacher gets isn't to allow teachers to lollygag or mess around. Actual work is done during that time to try to take off the load a teacher has to do at home. Most teachers use their off period to grade papers, enter grades into the grade book, or post grades online for students and parents to view. Really the only off time a teacher gets to mingle with colleagues and talk to one another is during their 30-minute lunch (and that's all you get most places).

    Then there's after school. Teachers usually stay at school an hour to an hour and a half after school for various reasons. For me, it was to help students with homework most of the time, when they either couldn't come in before school or didn't want to, or generally teachers have at least one meeting to attend per week after school. Now, we all know what fun staff meetings are, right? Yeah, you catch my drift.

    Then there's the hours upon hours of homework teachers do. Yes, even teachers have homework, and much more than you will ever have as a student or have complained about having as a student. A teacher's homework consists of grading papers, writing lesson plans, gathering necessary materials for a lesson, even rehearsing a lesson in front of the mirror to get it just right. I often wasn't done until 10:00 or 11:00 PM, when I usually got home around 5:30 PM or so.

    So what does this all add up to? Arriving at school at usually 7:30 AM, leaving school around 5:00 PM, and then homework until 10:00 PM for a conservative estimate. Deducting 30 minutes for travel home, and 30 minutes for lunch, 7:30 AM to 7:30 PM is 12 hours right there, plus another two and a half, so 12 + 2.5 - .5 - .5 = 13.5 hour days. This is actually about the typical time a teacher spends doing work related stuff every day. This is not including the little bit of work teachers do on the weekend.

    So yes, teachers do, and they do work very, very hard. Of course, there are some teachers that really could give a shit less, and to them it's probably just an 8:30 to 4:30 job. I don't consider those individuals teachers though. As a matter of fact, it's probably this group of teachers from where the quote derives. Good teachers put up with a lot, do a lot of work, and put forth 110%, even for the miserable pay.

    So next time you see a teacher that has made an impact on your life, be sure to tell them. Say hi, give them a hug, tell them you enjoyed having them as a teacher. Trust me, they appreciate that. It makes the countless hours they put in worthwhile. Appreciate those influential teachers in your life, and never forget them. I hope you've gained a newfound respect and appreciation for the profession through reading this post.

Wednesday, 30 December 2009

  • 2009 In Review

    I can honestly say that 2009 has probably been the worst year of my life. It started off okay, but I think it just went all to hell after that. Here's a month-by-month breakdown:

    January: In January I was busy teaching Honors Alg.2/Pre-AP Pre-Cal/AP Calc at a small, private select high school, in addition to teaching part-time at the local Sylvan Learning Center. Things seemed to be going well except for the fact that I really wasn't making any money at all, and I had medical bills out the wazoo. I got a temporary job as a hotel night auditor in order to bring in some extra cash to be able to retain a lawyer for bankruptcy, as I already had over $120,000 worth of medical bills and no way out. Then you have the man sworn in as the next President come into power, and that set us up for a couple of financial blunders, and eventually some new healthcare legislation that is sure to break me financially. So all-in-all, not a great month.

    February: Still working all three jobs, I was able to completely pay off my legal fees, and I officially filed for bankruptcy. My teacher training/certification courses started this month (you can teach at a private school without a state certification), so every Friday afternoon and Saturday all day I was busy with this. I thought teaching was what I really wanted to do, so I gladly coughed up $1,000 to enroll in the program. Little did I know this plan was about to fall flat on its face. Relationships with my parents began getting extremely tense, and that added an all-new dimension of stress to my life.

    March: I turn 22 years old. Of course, 18 days into the month, but you get the idea. I start getting a little bit of readership on my Xanga site. Not a lot, but a little bit. I gain some wonderful Xanga friends that are still regular readers of mine. I go to court to finalize the bankruptcy case and attend the 341 meeting. That was about all that really happened, except for I had to miss a day at all three of my jobs because of it. That was not fun at all.

    April: April brought about a lot of false hope. I take the Texas teacher exams preparing for what I think will be the career of my choice. They were not cheap tests, running me at $120/piece, and there were two tests to be taken. Well, little did I know at the time that was going to be money wasted, and my plans were going to completely fall apart. Still in financial ruins, I pick myself up and trudge on every day, only to get offered a $50K+ teaching job from Fort Worth ISD as an AP Calc teacher. Things were really looking up. Other than things with my parents getting much worse, life was OK this month.

    May: School's over and I have a lot of free time to myself. I resign from my temporary job and get ready to head out to FW to start a new life, live out my dream, and even adventure out and really start to enjoy life. My parents were giving me so much hell at this point, even to the point my mother would not invite me over, speak to me on, or let me cook for her for, Mother's Day. My best IRL friend committed suicide. That really hurt. I also finally got a computer of my own again (after selling my other one to help with legal fees) so I could update Xanga regularly again, instead of only sporadically from the library.

    June: My bankruptcy case was closed in a discharge, finally. I got the worst news I had gotten all year. After I had resigned from all three of my jobs, FWISD said due to budget cuts they've had to lay off thousands of teachers, and had to retract thousands more job offers. This left me in such a bad, bad situation. I now had no job, no money, and no way to make it. I start searching frantically for teaching jobs, only to discover by this point almost every teaching position had been filled. I have a nervous breakdown, and for a short period of time I slip back into my old self-injury habits. Determined to find something, I trudged on in a fruitless battle.

    July: July brought about its ups and downs. One of my Xanga friends (one I had met IRL just a few weeks prior) and I had a huge falling out (only to recover the very next day). I was able to hang out with dad and my youngest sister some, but that wasn't too long. I started getting some more readership on Xanga, as I was now a regular fixture on Autisable, and had been featured on Healthkicker and Mancouch also. I was still not very well known, however. I got into fights with a lot of Xangans for my controversial posts on these three sites, which was to be expected, then again, a lot of my opinions on such things are very out-there and controversial anyway. In other good news, I brought Rhoswen into my household, saving her from sure death and destruction.

    August: August comes around, and at this point, there's no hope of securing a teaching job. So I had to come up with other arrangements. I was offered a position back at the hotel for two nights per week, and as I needed at least some income, I reluctantly took that, in addition to signing up a substitute teacher around all the local school districts. Sucky jobs, let me tell you. Working terrible hours, I felt miserable most of the time. My beautiful, beloved doggie passed away from complications due to Lupus. However, things on Xanga began looking up. Trunthepaige subscribed to me, and recced a few of my posts, which brought a lot of traffic my way. I was no longer a nobody on Xanga, and I actually had readership. That was nice. However, Xanga seemed to be the only thing going right for me.

    September: Something goes horribly wrong at my night auditor job. Basically I was physically threatened by a disgruntled guest. Panicking, I dialed 911 and summoned the police to the situation. The police get everything calmed down so it seems, however, since there are no cameras at the ghetto hotel I work at, it was his word against mine, and I guess the customer is always right. I lost my job, and since Texas is a right to work state, I had no legal recourse. Sub gigs had not picked up at all, and I was placed on two schools' exclusion lists for things beyond my control. Here's where things really started to look bleak.

    October: October comes around and by this point I'd pretty much ditched the idea of a teaching career and began exploring other options. One of my newer Xanga friends suggested grad school, but how the heck was I going to pay for it? That's when I was made aware of the GTA (Graduate Teaching Assistantship). It was such a fresh and great idea, I decided to really start looking for these. I came across several schools that offered some, however I would have to take the GRE, which I couldn't afford to do. I set up a PayPal donation button on Xanga and received several generous donations, and made lots of new friends in the process. I will forever be grateful for the generous gifts given to me during this time. My family life, however, turned to utter shit, resulting in complete excommunication from most of my family members. I was emotionally broken, but trudged on anyway. My financial life continued to suck, in addition to my social life. An old college friend was killed by a drunk driver. Things were so bad, I seriously contemplated suicide myself, only to be talked out of it by several great Xanga friends. They (you) truly kept me going during this challenging month.

    November: I take the GRE test and get the ball rolling toward what I thought at the time would be a Fall 2010 entrance into graduate school. I receive several solicitations from random schools, and begin researching graduate schools, which ones best fit me, and applying to those. With some help, I was able to apply to my #1 and #2 choice, and got so much support from everyone here. Your support has been much appreciated. I was starting to realize what a huge mistake a high school teaching career would have been, and I started slowly discovering what I was really destined to do. My father had been a dick, though, and my mother essentially took herself and my youngest sister and moved in with me. It's better for her to not be with him, honestly.

    December: December brought about the opportunity of a lifetime, and I was working hard to make it a reality. Idaho State University said that they could try to work me in starting in January. I start busting my ass, only to have the postal service work against me and lose a lot of the stuff I try to send. I was getting nervous and was "this" close to saying screw it, when a Xanga friend encouraged me to continue on and press on. I think it may have been worth it, as the chair of the math department said he will recommend me for admission with a GTA. Things were pretty great with my home life too, I was able to enjoy a nice Xmas with mom and sis, and getting/giving some neat gifts in the process. My Xanga life, however, turned to hell when I inadvertently started drama with a list of overrated/underrated Xangans, and was doing said list not to offend anyone, and even being somewhat facetious. Well, that's when Paul_Partisan turned half of Xanga against me. Now two other Xangans are trying to turn some of Xanga against me, however, they can't do any more damage to me than what Paul did (after all, aside from Dan, he is the most popular individual on Xanga). People who are feeding into this latest wave of drama (which I didn't even start, and was brought into it, I should add, but I decided not to feed it and it still blew up) were already against me anyway. I've already really secured my position on Xanga anyway, getting featured on the frontpage and creating quite a following, and a larger one than either of the people who are trying to destroy me will ever dream of having.

    So, 2009, probably the worst year of my life, I bid you a fond farewell, and don't let the door smack you on the ass on the way out. As I look into 2010, it will bring many new adventures, trials, tribulations, and hopefully achievements to my life. As I look to start grad school in mid January, I will be able to start really living out my dream. I look forward to another great year on Xanga, this time with a pretty large following (I've net gained nearly 200 friends this year), and despite all this drama, I will always have my fairly good-sized, loyal readership base. Readers come and go, but there will always be that certain group who loves what I have to say. I may not be on Xanga as much, but you can expect much of the same great, intellectually-stimulating content I'm known for (albeit I may have to write 3 or 4 blogs at a time and use the future post option to keep them coming on a daily basis). So, my Xanga friends, what would you like to see more of on my site in 2010? Do you have suggested topics? Please mention them in the comments or send me a message.

    Thanks for all the loyal readership, and the countless eProps and comments you've left this year. Looking forward to a great 2010 on Xanga, and I hope to meet even more awesome people on Xanga.
  • What REALLY Happened (Cross-Posted From Facebook)

    You know, it really, really sucks when you're in the heat of battle with a close friend, have an opportunity to reconcile, but you have no way of talking to them except for over MSN Messenger (highly unreliable as it is) and MSN Messenger just completely fucks up.

    That's what happened today. A dear friend and I were at each others' throats today, over pretty stupid shit honestly (well, we have been for a few days). When said person sends you an IM wondering what's going on, well, sure you're naturally inclined to respond. Thinking out a well-thought-out response, i typed it, only to see another message from said friend completely blowing me off. I'm over here thinking "WTF?" when a minute later the message I tried to send returned undelivered. Oh the beauty of MSN Messenger. It really, really sucks.

    It actually started a few days ago when said friend and I were discussing something, and she asked me to back off of something. I responded with "OK" and then proceeded to try to change the direction of the conversation. Well, MSN Messenger being the cantankerous thing it is failed to deliver several messages in a row after that. She took that the same way as today's incident: as though I had written her off completely, when that's totally not the case at all, it was technical difficulties.

    Of course, things really blew out of proportion at that point. Yes, I did call said person a "bitch," however, I was just livid that I thought said individual was trying to start drama on my blog, and I was never trying to be deliberately hurtful. If it is one of my very, very bad habits, I say things I normally otherwise wouldn't if I get absolutely pissed off. Of course, I'm also very destructive when I'm that angry. I've broken valuable things, not-so-valuable things (hell, I broke a spatula today after getting pissed over a freaking omelet falling apart). So you know, when that side of me takes over, I'm a very, very scary individual.

    I wish I could say I'm sorry, but it's too late for that now. At this point it means nothing. And all over MSN Messenger fucking up and getting rid of any means of communication with this person. If I could sue Microshit for emotional distress, I damn sure would. I'll never be friends with this person again, and it's all due to a hiccup in the most unreliable instant messaging service out there. How heartbreaking does it get? I don't think I'll ever fully get over this one. Maybe in time, though.

    Note: Comments disabled as I don't want to start any more fights. I just thought I'd get the truth out there.

Tuesday, 29 December 2009

  • New Comment Policy

    This is my new comment policy, effective immediately.

    You are more than welcome to share your views (even if you disagree with me) in the form of a comment. I will not deny you your right to free speech, even on my site. That said, if I feel a comment is designed to be inflammatory in any way, or is designed to provoke a fight, it will be deleted and for a first offense you will receive a warning via private message. For a second offense, any comment you leave for the next five calendar days will be removed (regardless of content) in addition to receiving a warning message. A third offense will result in a block. You can, of course, feel free to try to push my buttons on someone else's site. I just don't want any shit happening on mine.

    I hate to have to do this, however, as the drama on my site is getting ridiculously out of hand, this is the way it has to be.

    Comments are disabled on this post because it is not up for discussion.
  • Living With Aspergers: What Is It Like, and How Can You Better Interact With Me?

    For those of you who are new to my subscription and/or friends lists, you may or may not know this about me by interacting with me elsewhere on Xanga, however I do have a little something called Asperger Syndrome. For those that don't know, it's a mild form of Autism that makes me a bit "different" from the rest of you. I hope this helps you to better understand why I am the way I am, and with just a bit of effort on both of our parts, how you can better get along with me.

    First off, I should say that despite the fact my brain works a little bit differently from a typical brain, that doesn't mean I'm a weirdo, or a nerd, or whatever other label you might want to throw at me. I don't take kindly to these things, however being quite honest, nobody does. I do my best to love, appreciate, and give affection to my friends and loved ones, however I may not be the best at this. My ability to do so is somewhat impaired due to AS, but that doesn't mean I don't try and that you shouldn't try to give me affection either. I like it just like the rest of us.

    You should also know that in your interaction with me, you need to give very specific verbal indications if I'm boring you, irritating you, or even interesting you. AS impairs my ability to pick up on non-verbal cues and messages you may be sending me. If you tell me out loud these things (or type some sort of indication in an IM conversation or comment), I'll be able to better respond to you. This is especially true if I'm boring you, as I tend to go into great detail sometime, and really sometimes more detail than you ever would care for me to. Really, that's all there is to it. Just tell me and I'll redirect the conversation as necessary, however, unless you tell me outright, I may not be able to.

    When I get interested in something, I get in over my head and pursue it to a very deep level. If you come to my house, or visit my blog, or anything like that and you notice my ridiculous list of beer tasting notes, my broad collection of clocks and watches, or my extensive collection of books on mathematics, you'll know why. Of course, unless you're really interested in these topics yourself, don't get me started talking about them, because I'll drone on and on about them and the gritty details, and I'll go on all day if you'll let me. This goes back to the whole thing about my impaired ability to pick up on non-verbal cues.

    If I say something off-color, and I do a lot, you have to forgive me. I'm gradually learning more about social situations and what kinds of remarks are acceptable when and where, however, I do have the social maturity of the average 15 or 16 year old, admittedly. I'm slowly catching up, but certain situations are just hard for me. I'm also very shy at first, until you break me out of my shell. If I'm standing in a crowd, and I'm sort of isolated from the rest of you, it's because I'm nervous or even just petrified. Nothing would make me happier than for you to walk over and strike up a conversation with me. I'd love to, but I'm just too scared to do so a lot of times.

    One last note, arguing with me is pretty much pointless. Hate to say it, but it's the truth. No matter how wrong or ridiculous you think I am, it's just the way it is and the way I am. I don't listen to arguments from anyone, and unless you want me to rip you to complete shreds, and potentially really hurt your feelings in the process, it's probably best not to argue with me. I've made my decisions looking at the factual evidence behind everything. I get my facts from unbiased sources that present both sides of the argument, I weigh it out in my mind, and there are even things I still don't have a solid opinion about. That said, if you want to start preaching to me about the Bible, or how I'm going to hell, or how ridiculous I am for refusing medical service regardless of what situation I'm in, you'll likely get on my bad side quickly, and then we'll never have anything to do with each other (especially after I'm done with you). I don't think you want to go down that road, and neither do I for that matter.

    Following these general guidelines, you can better interact with me better, we can get along better, and we have have a healthier, happier friendship. I value each and every one of you, my friends, and you mean a lot. I don't want our friendship torn apart over something stupid. It takes a bit of work for us to get along, but we can, and I've demonstrated that several times over. I liken myself to Greg House (who is suspected to have AS himself, by the way) a lot, however, as I always say: for every Greg House, there's at least one James Wilson willing to put up with him.

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