Every Seniors Favorite Month

May is a great month. The weather gets warmer, the flowers start blooming, and school is out for the summer. For most students, it is just summer break. But for the exclusive group of seniors it is much much more. They are finally done with high school. We spend 4 years together just for a handshake and a piece of paper that says we completed enough courses and credits to graduate. But to some it is much more than just a piece of paper. It is their ticket out or just something pushing them on to the next chapter in their life.

The memories made in high school will last a life time. From homecoming and football season, to basketball season and even state basketball, and everything else that comes with the journey. Graduation is one last time for us to be together as a class before we all go our separate ways. Some will go to college, some will start working, and some will join the armed services. But no matter which way we go, we will always have the memories made together in high school. 

Here they go

I read a Facebook post last night from an English teacher I know. She commented about how hard it is to say goodbye to seniors after spending the year with them. I've never really considered myself that teacher. I appreciate all of my students; I think about them outside of school; they appear in my dreams. I reflect on things I wish I had done better, and always have students' best interests at heart. But I've never been one to have a friendship with students.

That's what I thought.

But my heart is a little heavy today as I know I am seeing the class of 2017 in my classroom for the last time.

I found myself seriously sad when I dropped the desserts I had made for my 6th pd class. That was a small offering of I recognize what great people you are and I wish you the best.

Huh. It's surprising what prompts emotions to surface.

Feelings

I would like to share my feelings. I feel as though this class is a dictatorship. I feel like I shouldn't have to redo a homework assignment that my teacher saw and clearly saved. I feel like I should be able to decide if I don't want to do an assignment or not. I feel as though I should recieve the same treatment as others. I feel as though I should get to play games today and the rest of the class should do this assignment that I already completed and is now doing again tomorrow. I feel ready to be done with this class and am happy this is my last day. I feel like we could be doing more useful things then writing crappy blogs that I will never look at again in my life. All of things terrible things I'm feeling is caused by this class and its dictator. :)

Reading blog

I enjoy reading because its like being transported to another world and living the life of another person. Reading each page dwells deeper and deeper into the separate life of another person. What I enjoy most of reading is the knowledge I get from the book, whether fiction or nonfiction, it still applies itself in everyday life. Lessons or moral throughout the book are played out throughout the day that makes me think about the book.

Reading is a cognitive process of decoding symbols on a page to register a message.  A process all to familiar to anyone. Reading to me is a wonderful way to lessen the stress of everyday life and takes you away. Here is a list of books I love.

- Hatchet

- The kite runner 

- Game of Thrones

- 1984

- The Wall

I enjoy fiction books, historical fiction as well. 

fieldwork in the spring

As each year comes and each year goes we have one person to thank his name is the farmer.  He's the man who wakes up at 430 in the morning to go do chores and then comes into the shed to check on the sick cow.  the farmer knows that the cow might not survive but he knows that hen might have put money into it.  After chores are done he drives into town to pick up seed for his planter.  Many people on the road are thinking what is he doing he looks drunk but not everyone knows that the farmer was up till 3am the night before doing fieldwork.

He gets his seeds and then goes to office to ask about fertilizer and says to himself I hope its a good year for crops.  He talks about the field that needs fertilizer but cant afford the good stuff.  As his day goes on he gets home and find that the cow had died after he paid the vet 350 dollars to give it a shot and come out.  He thinks its time to hop in the tractor and start to plant but the field is 6 miles away so he's driving down the road and it's a wide tractor and he has 5 cars behind him and honking he feels bad but he doesn't have a choice.

he rolls into the field and starts planting knowing that their was a chance of rain that day.  As the night goes on and chores are done early he  makes it inside before the news.  As he watching there's a big thunderstorm trolling threw with quarter size hail and strong winds.  The next day comes and finds the field he planted was in the neighbor's yard.  He tells his wife we will have to call insurance guy.  The spring and fall were tough but all farmers push through no matter how hard it is.