This summer, I've learned how to appreciate how wonderful it is to know my job placement more than a week ahead of time before the school year started. Yesterday, I ventured to Mardel's and witnessed the gloriousness of teacher decorating/school supplies fully stocked with an assortments beyond my greatest imagination. I felt like I was six years old again in a candy story trying to decide between gummy worms, peanut butter m&m's or hot tamales. They are also having a sale on Thursday for teachers. Miss Bartz and myself are going back to do our damage.
Another note about the appreciation of knowing what my career looks like next year, I have put together a poster of myself when I was in fourth grade. I had planned to do this last summer but time got cut short so I told myself I would have it ready for the next year.
I apologize for the glare on the picture, but I think you get the idea of what I was trying to get across. By each photo, I wrote the things that I loved back when I was ten years old and laughed when I found out that many of those things are still some of my loves at twenty three!Last week at camp, I came home feeling horrible. I winced every time that I was swallowed that day so I headed to the doctor and found out that I was running a fever and had strep throat. I took the following day off from camp, sleep 13 hours that night and tried my best to relax even though that is not my nature to do so. When I came back to the following day, my campers had made me handmade get well soon cards.
How many co-workers in offices do you think would make cards like this when someone was out sick? Not very likely. All the more reason why I love my profession. :)
