Eighth Day of Practicum, Fall ’10

Today was very, very slow. My Host Teacher, as she told me last week, was not there, so I had a sub (well, two, actually), and that was, well, interesting. The first sub was a young guy, and since he knew a lot of the students’ names and vice versa, I gathered that he is probably a frequent sub. He was great with them. He had positive relationships with all of them, and he knew exactly what he was doing. That class watched a movie. I have no idea what the title of the movie was, but it starred Kevin Kline as a very influential teacher, and I caught Jesse Eisenberg, too. Anyway, the class really seemed to enjoy the movie.

As always, I also observed a couple of classes taught by the other teacher who shares a classroom with my Host Teacher. I really noticed something today that I don’t think I really noticed before, or if I did, I just shrugged it off because it works for him. Not too long in my ADO 310 class, we talked about using sarcasm with your students and how, as a general rule, you shouldn’t use it unless you have that kind of relationship with your students (and even then, you have to be careful, because you could really upset a student by using sarcasm with him or her). However, he definitely uses it with them to a great extent, but like I said, it seems to work for him. Maybe it depends on your perceived personality. Are the students fully aware that you are kidding with them?

Anyway, the second sub took over in the afternoon, and she was not anywhere near as successful as the guy was in the morning. It was blatantly obvious that she was incredibly nervous, first struggling to find my Host Teacher’s lesson plan and then asking the TA for help. The students did not respond well to her at all, refused to do what they were told and got nothing done. So, it was interesting seeing two subs today and seeing two totally different outcomes, and of course, there are many variables that come into play besides the method(s) that the sub uses, although that definitely did come into play today. You have to account for time of the day, the students that are in the classroom, and so forth. It makes sense that a morning class would be better behaved than an afternoon class. My next (and last) Practicum is on December 3rd, and that is when I will be teaching. Wish me luck!

Remember the past, it will always be a close friend.

It has been crazy busy here in the land of Lizz! I have officially registered for my last semester of undergrad at SUNY Oswego. I don’t know whether to feel happy, sad, joyful, fearful, excited. I can definitely tell you that I am overwhelmed! This means I’ve got to ‘grow up’.

For the past 17 years, I have attended school. Having two months off in the summer and then for 10 months, five days a week my life has been planned out. Class, sports practice/game, home to dinner, homework bed get up and do it all again. It certainly has flown by. It seems like yesterday I was just entering freshman yeah of high school. Flaunting around my house to my mom “I’m in high school, I’m a freshman!” and she would tell me to be quiet, it’s making her feel old! haha! But I’ve almost finished four years of college. Unbelievable. I am so proud of myself. Everything that I have accomplished in four years here at Oswego. Something we “generation y’ers” forget to do for ourselves, take pride in what we’ve accomplished even when it wasn’t instant gratification or a success. Our best lessons come from learning to get off the ground when you’ve been beat down. Lord knows I’ve had my downs with where I’ve come from. But I’ll always keep it in my back pocket. A little reminder to smile because I did something, I took action to not let it bring me down. Let’s take a look back at where I’ve been…

Freshman year: My grandmother passed away on the first day of classes, that set me off on the wrong foot. I had a very hard time dealing with that. But I had a great experience with my roommate and fellow blogger, Samantha Shelton! We got along like peas and carrots from the first time we met. There were obviously quarrels here and there but it happens. I switched my major from Biology: Pre-Med to Public Relations. I became and orientation leader for freshman and transfer programs. I met a boy that went to the same high school and ended up dating him. I met some of the best friends I’ve ever had freshman year. I was really involved with intramural sports and clubs. I got out of my comfort zone of coming from a homogeneous community and this really set the pace for the rest of my college career…

Sophomore year: I was a member of the varsity track and field team: throwers represent! “TSF :)” I continued working with orientation as a mentor and teaching assistant for GST 100 and applied for the second season of orientation! I moved into Hart Hall in the spring and had a roommate from Korea who I absolutely love and adore! I learned a lot living with her:) I hope to be able to visit her some day! I experienced my first real heart break. I found my niche within my major, where I saw myself and where I wanted to head. I visited NYC at least three times and left my heart in the city…. <3

Junior Year: I finished up my second year with orientation serving as a mentor and teaching assistant. I moved off campus with my boyfriend at the time and that unfortunately did not work, learned a lot from that experience. I added a business administration minor and became a certified event planner through the Metro Center in Syracuse. I was also an intern in the Public Affairs office working with social media and writing press releases. I also served as the Director of Civic Engagement for Student Association and experienced a whole new world of politics that I learned I DO NOT ever want to get involved with. This year I also became and employee at Maurices Inc. and absolutely loved the girls I worked with. I really started becoming me and experienced one of the lowest lows I’ve ever had. I gained some basic tools to help me serve the “low moments” that comes in life’s handbook. This was also the year of my 21st birthday where I celebrated with some great friends of mine from my fraternity, Alpha Phi Omega:) I went to the Adirondak’s over the summer with my boyfriend and his family at the time.. awesome experience!

Alpha Phi Omegan: Alpha Omicron

Senior year: Here it is… I’m living it. My classes are great, I’m finally getting to put into practice all that I’ve learned. Out of my six classes I’m taking 5 of them required group work and hands on planning. Campaigns, communication seminars, press conferences, papers and research. This is why I became a PR major:) I’m currently working in the ARTSwego department on campus as the social media liason. I love it so far! I recently received an acceptance for an interview at a HUGE PR firm in NYC called 5W Public Relations… it’s on the top 20 list of PR firms in the U.S! How awesome! I have my interview Friday, Nov. 19 @ 1 PM in NYC, downtown Manhattan! ahhhhh, I’m freaking out! But this is what I’ve been waiting for. My horoscope told me that new opportunities and adventures were heading my way and that it’s recommended that I take them and run. Well I’m running and I’m not stopping!

I’ll be sure to take pictures and update you on the experience in NYC. My best friend from home is coming with me and it’s gonna be one heck of a time! I can finally say that I’m happy with where I have come from, where I am and where I’m going. It took a while but ya know what, it’s all been a journey and I wouldn’t change a single thing. I’ve met some really awesome people, had some great and no so great experiences and above all, I’m doing this all for me. To make my proud, my mom, my brother, my dad and the rest of my family and friends proud. I hope they are:)

*Funny the way it is* <— song for the day.

Visit to Tyler Art Gallery – South

Today, I visited the Tyler Art Gallery, the South one, which has a lot to do with the mixing of cultures. I was therefore able to connect most of what I saw to this class, because this class has a lot to do with assimilation, the mixing of cultures. There are many pieces of art in the display, so it unfortunately would have taken a great deal of time to cover everything and then write about it. I picked five sites that really stood out to me and decided to primarily focus on those, even though I did examine everything.

The first piece of art that I examined was called “Clash of Cultures.” Like everything that I saw today, I absolutely loved it. It is a painting and portrays an older woman standing in front of a house with another older woman in the left window of the house, a Protestant pope in the right window, and a Catholic pope in the upstairs window. The painting is meant to be a depiction of the artist’s parents’ wedding day in 1946. The artist’s parents came from different religious backgrounds; one was Catholic, and one was Protestant, and for this reason, there were parental issues involving disapproval, ultimately resulting in religious hybridity. The painting, anyway, was gorgeous, very colorful, and by the way, I have that background knowledge because there was a panel of information located directly to the right of the painting, which I had to take the time to read. The painting, along with a number of other paintings that I looked at, was in a style known as “egg tempera.” I didn’t know what that was, but running a quick search on Wikipedia told me that it is “a permanent fast drying painting medium consisting of colored pigment mixed with a water-soluble binder medium (usually a glutinous material such as egg yolk).”

The next art piece that I looked at was a collection of photographs. There were two photograph collections that I looked at, and they were really neat because they were in a window display with curtains, as well. I really like this idea, because it made me feel like I was looking into a window to the past. However, what I don’t like about the window displays is that there is only a title next to them, no information, so I was left wanting to know more. For example, the first window display that I looked at was called “The Life of the War Hero” and featured photographs of a soldier during what I presumed was World War II, and that’s all I know. I wanted to know – who is this man? What was his name? I knew nothing and wanted to know more.

The second window display that I looked at was called “Ancestors.” The collection of photographs seemed, to me, to be different photographs of someone’s family, and one in particular really stuck out. It was a photograph of an older woman standing outside in a gown. She was staring ominously at the camera, and the photograph was a negative, so her eyes were white, as was her dress (which meant that it was actually black). It was, in a word, creepy. I examined the photographs and made note of the time period – a lot of time spent outside, and families were very close. There seemed to be a very high respect and admiration of the elderly, since they were photographed quite often. Once again, however, I was left wanting to know more. Whose families were these? Who took these photographs? None of this information was provided.

The next art piece that I looked at was another egg tempera painting. The painting was titled “The Adventures of Great Uncle Pete.” This was the exact opposite of the photograph collections. Like the “Clash of Cultures” egg tempera painting, I got some information. The painting was based on a photograph of the artist’s uncle, Peter Barone, who had been a sailor. The photograph, which was also on display, showed Barone standing on a ship. The artist changed the background, however, to feature an array of adventurous displays. There is an array of exotic places, the sea, and a dragon and knights. The artist really seemed to be proud of his/her uncle and was displaying that pride in this painting. Once again, it was very colorful, and I loved it.

The final piece that I looked at was called “La Mia Vita.” The painting looked like it might have been another egg tempera painting and shows an older woman in bed, and she doesn’t look all that happy. Again, there was some background information provided. The panel told me that the artist’s grandmother (the elderly woman in the painting) was, in a sense, stuck in time, that she thought that it was still forty years ago and that Roosevelt was still president. In the painting, behind the woman, were hills, fields, and an old barn, which I interpreted as memories. In front of the painting was a bed with a very colorful quilt, which I assumed was a replica of the artist’s grandmother’s bed. The old woman’s name, by the way, was Carrie Barone, so it was the same artist that did this painting and “The Adventures of Great Uncle Pete.” One thing that I really liked about this painting and the background knowledge behind it is that it kind of has this theme of being frozen in time, and, to me, that is kind of the whole theme of the art gallery, in a sense. The point of paintings and photographs is to capture time and make it a constant, just like it was in Carrie Barone’s mind.

I really wish that I had gotten photographs, but I didn’t want to risk being reprimanded, because I didn’t know if it was allowed or not. I really enjoyed attending this gallery and really appreciated all of the art. I also really enjoyed the music that was playing. It was very light, classical music and helped put me in that mindset of being in the time period. I was really able to link concepts such as assimilation and hybridity to what I saw.

Scuba Ninja

So I have gone off the edge…
Not only did I sign up for Martial Arts 2 but I also signed up for Scuba Diving for next semester.
I love this school, there are so many choices. If you have any doubts, leave them behind. It is just way too much fun.

I don’t intend to make fun of my martial arts class, I actually respect it a lot, however I saw this image and I couldn’t help but giggle a bit. 🙂

Be Ozzy

Is The Vacation Here Yet

          With the break approaching soon Its been increasingly difficult to drag myself from class to class. But there is only one more week until it begins and I can’t wait to just get a brake from class, from work and just the inescapable rut of my schedule. I need break from weekends full of work, and studying. I need a vacation. The word (vacation) alone gives me some fuel to hang in there another week, though I do doubt just how well I’ll be hanging in. Some times I think that classes test more than just your knowledge but your endurance. Of the few classes that you take you’ll love you have to stomach many more that you could hope to avoid. Although it may not seem as bad at the begging, that tea spoon of sugar doesn’t always make the medicine go down as easy as you would like. Though I guess that’s a part of becoming an adult, biting the bullet and enduring. Though the finish line may seem miles away I implore you to dig in to your reserves to drag yourself across that finish line.

Seventh Day of Practicum, Fall ’10

Today was only a half-day for Syracuse City Schools, so it was a pretty easy day. Unfortunately, I was very hungry the whole time and hadn’t brought any food to snack on, and the classrooms were uncomfortably cold. At first, I thought that maybe it was just me, but no, the first words that came out of my Host Teacher’s mouth were in regard to how cold the room was. I guess that the heat wasn’t on, and I know that it was very cold outside, because my ride was a few minutes late picking me up, because her car was frozen. Unfortunately, Winter is upon us!

On our way to Practicum, the three of us (carpooling mates) were talking about how after next week, there is only one more time that we have to go to Practicum, and that is December 3rd (the day that I have to teach). December 10th, I will not be going as far as I know, because my ride is going home, and that is the last day of classes, anyway. I doubt Practicum students will be expected to go, anyway, for that reason. A lot of students, especially Education majors, don’t have final exams, and a lot of those students don’t have classes on Fridays, and they will therefore be going home on Thursday. Anyway, I can’t wait for the semester to be over. It has really taken a toll on me.

Today, all I basically did was grade more papers, but my Host Teacher was great with the students, displaying a great deal of patience and understanding. Today was apparently the last day of the marking period, so she gave them time in class to complete missing assignments in order to bring their grades up, and since it was a half-day, this was the first time that I observed Fifth Block. The class was pretty noisy, but it was a study hall, anyway. Anyway, I will be writing about Practicum again next week (when my Host Teacher will be a substitute), and I will be doing so at home!

Next Semester Is Going to Be Awesome

Well, as I have been saying, the semester is nearing an end. Tomorrow, I have a half-day of Practicum, and then, after next week, there are only two sessions of Practicum left. I can’t believe how close we are to the end; this semester has gone by so quickly, and I am not complaining about that, because stress-wise, it has definitely been my worst so far.

Next semester may not be too much better stress-wise, because I am taking an English class with a-Professor-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. The last time I took a class with this said professor, the professor would give pop writing assignments to be done in class, and I missed one. On top of that, when the professor assigns a major paper, he/she cares far too much about positioning of the margins, how far the heading is from the top, and so forth. I have never had a professor even care about that let alone enforce it as strictly as this one does. They just want it to look professional. I am taking the class with a good friend of mine, though, so I am actually kind of excited about it.

Plus (and forgive me, this is confusing), second-semester sophomores who took their first Education Block last semester are actually taking their third this semester. I can’t remember the exact reasoning for that; it has something to do with a certain Block not being available at a certain time, so next semester, I will actually be taking my second Block, whereas this semester, I am taking my third, so I will already know how to write lesson plans. It should be an easier semester.

Lastly, my boyfriend, Ray, got accepted into Oswego and sent in his deposit on Monday, so he will be here next semester, and I am so excited about that. It is all that I have been talking about for the past few days, ever since I found out, really. I am extremely excited and actually want Winter Break to fly by. We are trying to get into Sheldon, and our fingers are crossed. I live in Mackin now, and I don’t like it. There are a lot of very immature residents here who are supposed to be adults but certainly don’t act like it. Anyway, I will definitely be writing again soon to report on my Practicum experience tomorrow. I hope that you will be reading then. Adios!

The Series: Introspection

I came to Oswego with high hopes and full of energetic optimism. As a transfer student I personally asked if I could be so lucky as to have the opportunity to do this student blog. Not only because as journalism major it would look good on my resume or to practice writing. Although those things mattered too. Really it was about having an unique opportunity to share with the outside world,freshman or even intending transfers like myself; who stumbled across this page hoping for a better sense of what really goes on in Oswego. To the peers that are currently with me I hoped to present a road in which to walk down memory lane or perhaps even see how far they’ve come since their own “adjustment” days.

I’m hugely critical of those who complain often or find reason to complain. So sometimes for that very reason I kept things inside. Other times it was just for lack of a way to articulate the true emotion or feeling behind what I was experiencing.

Now though is a good time though. I’ve been here a while and I’m getting the hang of things. As Terrell said when I told him  “you should be its been over 2 months”. I agree. So lets put something’s in perspective, lets put some issues on the table, and lastly lets share with everyone else what my experiences are here as a transfer. In a TBD series I’m going to get to all of those experiences ,emotions and adjustment/growing pains. This here…is the intro. So with out further ado I present: The Introspection

Positive talk..

Unconditional love is what makes the world go around. Why is it that when we go through a break up, lose someone special or are faced with an obstacle we tend to feel like our whole world is falling apart? At this time we become selfish human beings that no one’s life is as hard as ours during that time. I know it is hard to look at everything in a positive light but don’t you think the more negative we think, the more negative we attract into our lives? The law of attraction states that you attract those things in which you utilize energy thinking about. Therefore, if you think about how stressed you are, depressed, how hard life is etc. you will continue to attract struggle into your life, you will continue to be faced with events that cause you to feel this way all over again. Don’t you ever wonder why things may feel like they are happening in a cycle that eventually brings you back to where you started? The hardest thing is trying to keep a positive attitude when things may not be going as you planned. This may not always be a bad thing. The beauty of life is that you experience things that contribute to your growth. How could you be grateful for the things you have if you never experienced life without it? I remember one day spending time with my mom and her friend, when her friend asked me, “if there were two roads, one smooth and one bumpy, which one will you choose?” I replied quickly without any thought, the smooth road until he explained to me and I began to put thought into it… he explained that you could think of life in two ways, smooth or bumpy. He said that he personally would choice the bumpy road only because eventually when you reach the smooth road you will be able to cherish and be grateful because you have already experienced the hardship (bumpy road). This stuck to me because it was a very powerful analogy. There are a lot of things about myself that I am trying to change, one being keeping positive attitude despite anything you maybe going through. This is a very hard thing to do especially being a college student away from home. I have struggled with a lot of things being away from home and one thing I can say is that it has made me the type of person I am today. I will never wish for things to happen in another way because I know they are meant to happen just as they do. The only thing you can do is be grateful for the things and people you have in your life and cherish the moments with them because somewhere in the world there are people without family or friends and struggling just to stay alive. So the next time you think that your life is hard remember the people out there that are fighting to stay alive. REMEMBER! “The positive thinker sees the invisible, feels the intangible, and achieves the impossible.” ~UNKNOWN

Puck Flattsburgh 5:3 Victory

          Its been a good week, I made it through my gauntlet of exams, papers, and work practically unscathed. I even had the time to see the Plattsburgh game. If you don’t know just how momentous the occasion is let me just say tickets sold out the first day, and the line to get in to the game was out the doors of Poucher two hours before the game. Its the game people whisper about after the game because they’ve gone horse from all the cheering jeering and excitement. It makes me think about the almost symbiotic relationship that rivals have. They strive to be better than they are by training harder, enduring longer and galvanizing there resolve all to be 1% better than their rival. This rivalry seems to improve skills exponentially compared to having friendly competition, or setting a lofty goal of beating the best (these would improve skills as slowly as power functions, if you math majors were curious). Oswego crushed Plattsburgh this time but it only means they are going to train that much harder and we’ll see how hungry they are for victory. But until then “Puck Flattsburgh”.