Fallin' Up

So I am consistently broke. I use to feel silly for hoarding so much stuff and for once in my life I am actually prepared to be living under income for a family of five. I am trying to keep a positive attitude and open mind when working through issues as they arise. I am back to reading and research of Dave Ramsey's philosophy and whats in my best interest and how I can continue to conserve and spend money wisely. So if you are a coupon clipper like I am let me know if you come across any amazing deals, on the look out for winter coats for the girls and plan to invest in a jacket for myself for once. Back to reading for me.

I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, but I have had a lot of starting and stopping along the way. I am waist deep in relearning how to assess and teach reading. I can read, love it, been a big fan since I was 6 and do not see myself slowing down anytime soon. I have had to have a nice long talk with my brain and ask it to free up some memory and dump a whole file cabinet of literacy that is no longer supporting our network of learning.  I believe I have had a number of educators who loved me and taught me how to read and write that was less than stellar. I have the will, I have the desire to learn and I love to gain new information, apply, assess, and look at alternatives and adaptions of the material or higher and lower learners. I have gone through a large part of my life on a foundation that wasn't sound. I am rebuilding and I know that if I put it on the internet, it will manifest into a part of who I want to become as an educator. I have questions, I am looking for ...

Hello readers of this defunct free blog! Sorry for losing track of the semester but a lot has changed. My goals and ideals have shifted. I am still alive, probably more than I have ever been in a long time and didn't have the opportunity or energy to write about it. I've found it, I have taken a deep breath and I am enjoying the moment. So I am in the final week of my placement and I have learned a gang of stuff that I  need to write about or I will lose the momentum. I need momentum and I realized after 34 years on earth that it depends on me.  Yes, I know. Very, "After School Special," but it is true. Hard lesson for me to learn and even harder to take full responsibility for. I was lacking follow-through because my accountability of myself and my work ethic have been idle for so long that I forgot what it felt like to be challenged and work hard to get to this place. I want to tell you it's euphoric but the reality of daily life cut the feeling a littl...

Working through our third class of the summer and an in depth review of the Native, African, and European impact on the development of the Americas is depressing but the review of what we've all learned in junior high is a lot easier to understand. I love it despite the horror of it all. What I'm slowly learning-people will do anything to get what they want when they want it,sad but true.

An article about the WRTC Cohort was published in the local Wyoming File news program. Its a great snapshot of the work we've been doing and the intensity of what we are working toward. I love it it and more importantly, I am greatful for it. I like the work I am doing and I love the community it's creating. I don't think there are are other community based education programs that offer something similar in our area.

http://wyofile.com/ron_feemster/federal-grants-help-native-teacher-aides/ It's legitimate. I made it in the newspaper!

My work space, my place of concentration and love, and diligence at what I do. My job doesn't take up my life like it use to. But it does feel good to know that I do something I love and I love what I do. Every day isn't awesome but it's a good place to start. I like the work that I do and the people I'm able to interact with. My goal in college was to become an elementary school teacher so I could go back to the town I use to live in and find a decent enough job while starting a family. When the life I envisioned and the person I envisioned everything with started to wear thin, I realized teaching wasn't my dream or goal-it was the easiest and most available option.  I didn't want to become a miserable teacher. I had enough of those and when goals fall short I believe it's heartbreak that you really can't hide. I didn't want to hide. I put myself through three years of college/technical school and realized that I wasn't sure what my goal...