Alright, this post should be easiest. But not for me. Me and numbers aren't super compatible. I'm very good at counting to 8 but that's kind of my limit.
As a student...
Dance - 23
English - 1
Humanities - 2
Science - 1
Religion - 11
History - 11
Education - 9
Music - 3
Spanish - 5
Health - 1 (HEPE...which may not really count, the fact that it is no longer required may give you a clue)
Cooking - 1
Miscellaneous - 2 (Student Development for Freshman Academy, Culture Class for my Europe tour)
Political Science - 3
Geography - 2
And yes. I majored in history teaching. Not dance. In fact I was still three classes away from minoring in dance. What? And I think I finished my religion requirements two times over... :) I like religion.
Lowest-Highest GPA - 3.52/4.0 (the semester I did student teaching and PAC so...it doesn't seem like it counts)
Cumulative GPA - 3.75
Total credits at BYU 150.5
As a TA/Mentor
TA
Beginning clogging - 1
Intermediate clogging - 3
Spanish dance - 1
SPAC/World Dance Showcase - 1
11 RB folk team - 1
If each dance class had about 20 people in it (with folk teams having 32), I was a TA for about 164 people in the folk dance program.
(all the dance ones were unpaid)
For these students I danced many-a-day, gave one-on-one help, even sometimes set up sessions outside of class to help them (sometimes when they weren't my student anymore...Justin...), and hopefully helped them become better dancers.
Humanities 101 - 5
Humanities 202 - 2 (technically, I came into one class a couple of weeks late and had to leave another way halfway through the semester because the class was 2 students short. Lame.)
If each of these classes had 40 in it, which is the minimum for a TA, I have been a TA for 280 Humanities students. However, I know that some of those classes had much more than 40. But I don't have exact numbers.
For these students I attended many lectures (I have Lauri's 101 lectures practically memorized now), ran review sessions, taught some classes, and graded a lot of papers
Peer Mentor
Summer term - About 15 (Dan and I shared our students, so only some of them were lucky enough to be mine!)
Fall semester - About 38 (sorry no absolutes...I didn't keep as good of notes as I thought!)
Basically. In my time at BYU I have taken a lot of classes and met a lot of people and hopefully helped a few. :)
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Thursday, July 5, 2012
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Singles Ward: real life is way better than the movie
My life in the singles ward scene was quite fantastic. It was all spent in the same ward. Technically. (almost)
The BYU 22nd Ward with Bishop Desmond
My first ward experience was fantastic. I was living just off campus in Queens Arms, so I was thrust into a non-freshman ward, which I thoroughly enjoyed. I was just about the only freshman in the ward (I think there may have been one or two others) and I loved that because I didn't like being labeled as a freshman. My ward seemed so old and mature, and it felt like they kept getting younger as the years went on and people moved in and out. False. I got older. Weird.
In this ward I remember distinctly my Relief Society President Tricia Saylor. She is still one of my role models for life. She was always happy, the real kind not the fake-bubbly-you-can't-really-be-that-happy kind of happy. And she always knew how to help you find your way, and she did it lovingly. I remember distinctly a Visiting Teaching checkup I had with her (she was the only RS Pres who ever did that with me) and it was in the midst of a very challenging freshman year. I had recently found out my mom had breast cancer and I wasn't sure who I could/should tell and who I shouldn't. But I'm very glad I told her in that moment. I really was just telling her to let her know, I believe that ward leadership should have an understanding of what you're going through. I don't even remember how she reacted or what she said, but I always remember feeling grateful that I told her.
After my sister moved in with me after he mission I made a lot more friends in the ward and began to be really involved. I loved being able to just visit the apartments across the parking lot at Elite (or even the boys apartments *gasp*!) and I knew everyone well enough that this was legit. This was a time of many nice notes, lots of socializing (especially on Sundays, day of rest? Pah), and many intra-ward crushes. I made a lot of friends at this time that I am still friends with. Interestingly in the later years in the ward when I was less social in the ward (all blamed on folk dance, it's like a ward in and of itself) I always still had friends in the ward in forms of what I term "wardies" aka those who had been in the ward as long as I had been and so I was acquainted with them before my folk dance life. Yes. It's true. There was a life before folk dance for me.
The BYU 22nd Ward (which became the Provo YSA 18th Ward) with Bishop Gould
I can't pretend I wasn't wary of Bishop Gould at first. He came in during a summer when I was quite busy. I think I was working 20 hours a week and taking the maximum 6 or 7 credits and I just didn't have much time to socialize. I also was getting more of a social life out of my job while I worked with the dears at Freshman Academy so I wasn't as starved for friends, social attention, etc. And when I'm not starving, the ward isn't my first choice apparently. Bishop Gould, however, seemed like a dang party animal when he first came in.
He came in with party guns blazing. We had ward prayer on Sundays (which I had never had with Bishop Desmond because the Stake President had previously asked us not to have them, which of course Bishop Gould was unaware of, but I apparently decided to be super self-righteous and still feel moral oppositions to ward prayer) and dessert nights on Tuesdays and other ward activities at least once a week. It was kind of intense and I felt morally obligated to go to everything for some reason and therefore felt in a state of perpetual guilt and anger at being forced to go to such meaningless foo-fa. Yeah. I probably should have socialized more.
But I do remember that summer/next year having great friends in the ward who I also worked with. For some reason we had a high concentration of peer mentors in the ward, and it was awesome! My RS President Mindy Fletcher was even one. We had infiltrated. Although the next year when I was on PAC there were also two others on the team in the ward, which is a pretty high incidence of touring folk dancers when there are only 27 people on the team.
Once I calmed down about the parties I began to love Bishop Gould a whole lot. He helped me through a super tough semester and was the one who told me I was suffering from SAD which made me feel a lot less crazy and also bonded us together. Nothing like a disorder to really get the friendship going. That semester I'm pretty sure I was at the Bishop's office like every other week, I got real tight with the Bishopbric.
I was also particularly close to Brother Hatch, one of his counselors. Mostly because he teased me every time he saw me. I secretly like being teased. Just don't abuse it.
As I got more and more into folk dance I got less and less involved in the ward. Which I really did feel bad about and still do because that ward is full of dears. I had some great friendships begin in that ward that still exist today. I had amazing home teachers (special shout-out to my year-long home teachers Tristram and Devin, one full calendar year which is like half a lifetime in a family ward). I was visit taught by some awesome girls and I visit taught others that I still love. I would name all these people here but sadly I don't remember them all, and if I forgot someone I would feel like a jerk-face.
A homage to my FHE groups. My first calling was as an FHE mom and I gained a testimony of FHE. You may not know that to look at me now, I struggled with it in later years. But that first year my group stayed together, once again for a full calendar year even though I had two "husbands" throughout. We named ourselves the Marshyncanjags/jays (when we lost a girl due to marriage). We made a movie. We made up games. We had an epic picnic. We supported each other in musical endeavors (one of the members is still in Fictionist, so I'm basically famous right?). And we just all around loved each other. Other FHE were also awesome, I learned a totally weird game about chickens? (Jason Loong taught us that one) I converted one of my summer FHE groups to Jump, which if you don't know about, is the best game in all of existence that mostly just exists in the Fremont High School choirs. And one time, I had an FHE group not realize my apartment was in their group for half the semester. Thanks guys.
To wrap up. My single's ward experience has been awesome. Sometimes frighteningly similar to the movie (every ward has their Mr. Collins. Or an apartment of them...) and sometimes completely different. I was in this ward for nearly 5 years straight*, so obviously it was a good time.
*one time I lived in University Villa during SPAC but I literally don't remember a soul from that ward except that there was someone we called "Toga guy" and then one time I was in the Plain City singles ward for a summer. The end.
The BYU 22nd Ward with Bishop Desmond
My first ward experience was fantastic. I was living just off campus in Queens Arms, so I was thrust into a non-freshman ward, which I thoroughly enjoyed. I was just about the only freshman in the ward (I think there may have been one or two others) and I loved that because I didn't like being labeled as a freshman. My ward seemed so old and mature, and it felt like they kept getting younger as the years went on and people moved in and out. False. I got older. Weird.
In this ward I remember distinctly my Relief Society President Tricia Saylor. She is still one of my role models for life. She was always happy, the real kind not the fake-bubbly-you-can't-really-be-that-happy kind of happy. And she always knew how to help you find your way, and she did it lovingly. I remember distinctly a Visiting Teaching checkup I had with her (she was the only RS Pres who ever did that with me) and it was in the midst of a very challenging freshman year. I had recently found out my mom had breast cancer and I wasn't sure who I could/should tell and who I shouldn't. But I'm very glad I told her in that moment. I really was just telling her to let her know, I believe that ward leadership should have an understanding of what you're going through. I don't even remember how she reacted or what she said, but I always remember feeling grateful that I told her.
After my sister moved in with me after he mission I made a lot more friends in the ward and began to be really involved. I loved being able to just visit the apartments across the parking lot at Elite (or even the boys apartments *gasp*!) and I knew everyone well enough that this was legit. This was a time of many nice notes, lots of socializing (especially on Sundays, day of rest? Pah), and many intra-ward crushes. I made a lot of friends at this time that I am still friends with. Interestingly in the later years in the ward when I was less social in the ward (all blamed on folk dance, it's like a ward in and of itself) I always still had friends in the ward in forms of what I term "wardies" aka those who had been in the ward as long as I had been and so I was acquainted with them before my folk dance life. Yes. It's true. There was a life before folk dance for me.
The BYU 22nd Ward (which became the Provo YSA 18th Ward) with Bishop Gould
I can't pretend I wasn't wary of Bishop Gould at first. He came in during a summer when I was quite busy. I think I was working 20 hours a week and taking the maximum 6 or 7 credits and I just didn't have much time to socialize. I also was getting more of a social life out of my job while I worked with the dears at Freshman Academy so I wasn't as starved for friends, social attention, etc. And when I'm not starving, the ward isn't my first choice apparently. Bishop Gould, however, seemed like a dang party animal when he first came in.
He came in with party guns blazing. We had ward prayer on Sundays (which I had never had with Bishop Desmond because the Stake President had previously asked us not to have them, which of course Bishop Gould was unaware of, but I apparently decided to be super self-righteous and still feel moral oppositions to ward prayer) and dessert nights on Tuesdays and other ward activities at least once a week. It was kind of intense and I felt morally obligated to go to everything for some reason and therefore felt in a state of perpetual guilt and anger at being forced to go to such meaningless foo-fa. Yeah. I probably should have socialized more.
But I do remember that summer/next year having great friends in the ward who I also worked with. For some reason we had a high concentration of peer mentors in the ward, and it was awesome! My RS President Mindy Fletcher was even one. We had infiltrated. Although the next year when I was on PAC there were also two others on the team in the ward, which is a pretty high incidence of touring folk dancers when there are only 27 people on the team.
Once I calmed down about the parties I began to love Bishop Gould a whole lot. He helped me through a super tough semester and was the one who told me I was suffering from SAD which made me feel a lot less crazy and also bonded us together. Nothing like a disorder to really get the friendship going. That semester I'm pretty sure I was at the Bishop's office like every other week, I got real tight with the Bishopbric.
I was also particularly close to Brother Hatch, one of his counselors. Mostly because he teased me every time he saw me. I secretly like being teased. Just don't abuse it.
As I got more and more into folk dance I got less and less involved in the ward. Which I really did feel bad about and still do because that ward is full of dears. I had some great friendships begin in that ward that still exist today. I had amazing home teachers (special shout-out to my year-long home teachers Tristram and Devin, one full calendar year which is like half a lifetime in a family ward). I was visit taught by some awesome girls and I visit taught others that I still love. I would name all these people here but sadly I don't remember them all, and if I forgot someone I would feel like a jerk-face.
A homage to my FHE groups. My first calling was as an FHE mom and I gained a testimony of FHE. You may not know that to look at me now, I struggled with it in later years. But that first year my group stayed together, once again for a full calendar year even though I had two "husbands" throughout. We named ourselves the Marshyncanjags/jays (when we lost a girl due to marriage). We made a movie. We made up games. We had an epic picnic. We supported each other in musical endeavors (one of the members is still in Fictionist, so I'm basically famous right?). And we just all around loved each other. Other FHE were also awesome, I learned a totally weird game about chickens? (Jason Loong taught us that one) I converted one of my summer FHE groups to Jump, which if you don't know about, is the best game in all of existence that mostly just exists in the Fremont High School choirs. And one time, I had an FHE group not realize my apartment was in their group for half the semester. Thanks guys.
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| See. We totally made a movie. Ooh and a music video! |
To wrap up. My single's ward experience has been awesome. Sometimes frighteningly similar to the movie (every ward has their Mr. Collins. Or an apartment of them...) and sometimes completely different. I was in this ward for nearly 5 years straight*, so obviously it was a good time.
*one time I lived in University Villa during SPAC but I literally don't remember a soul from that ward except that there was someone we called "Toga guy" and then one time I was in the Plain City singles ward for a summer. The end.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Lauri's TA: Who could ask for more?
So I need to talk also about another wonderful job I had on campus. Being a TA for Lauri Haddock.
So I took her Humanities 101 class as a freshman and got an A. I loved the class, sat in the 3rd row in the middle every day and did really well. I never made a comment but one time when she talked about So You Think You Can Dance I finally raised my hand and told her I had the first three seasons on my DVR and I could bring in Sweet Dreams by Sabra and Neil (Youtube was not accessible on campus...for lame reasons). So I brought it in and felt super cool.
Fast-forward 1.5 years later, my fall semester at Freshman Academy and I'm assigned to Lauri's class. we began to meet with her before the semester because she was our adviser for University 101, etc. By the second or third meeting I finally got the guts up to say something about how I'd been in her class. And she said "I knew you looked familiar!" Anyone who has had Lauri knows she actually gets to know student names which is a feat for university professors. She even knows the names of those who don't comment. Amazingly. So I was her peer mentor and we got closer that year.
Then fast forward to when I decided to quit Freshman Academy. I didn't want to quit until I had another job secured so I emailed Lauri to ask how she would feel about me being her TA. I ended up quitting before I heard from her because I felt strongly that I had to. Faith! The very next day I heard from her saying she would love for me to be her TA! The Lord just needed me to show a little faith. But that was a scary 24 hours man.
So I started as her TA that Fall, the same Fall I started at the TMA office because I only was her TA for 10 hours a week, then at the office for the other 10 hours. It was perfect because I needed 20 hours a week but needed some flexibility, which is what TAing gives you.
Throughout my time with her, I have sat through her 101 course 7 times now. And I take notes every time. I sometimes feel like I have it memorized. But then she had me teach a few times when she left and I realized I definitely didn't have it memorized. But I'm fairly close. :)
Also throughout my time her, I didn't just learn humanities, I also learned about learning and life in general. We got to be pretty close and I love staying after class just to chat with her about life, etc. The moment I realized she liked me as a friend and not just a TA was when she said she had a plan for me. I would go to grad school so I would still be around when her son got back from his mission (which yes, means he is 4 years younger than me, at least) so I could marry him and then be her daughter in law. Probably not in the stars, but I loved knowing she really cared about me outside of campus.
The last time I saw her at the 101 final, she refused to say goodbye because she says we will see each other again. I agree. :) She goes to Western Europe every summer and I have already decided that since I'm a teacher with summers off, once I've survived my first year of teaching I will most definitely go to Europe with her (if I can afford it on a teacher's salary). But I shall definitely go with her at least once in my life. I must.
So I took her Humanities 101 class as a freshman and got an A. I loved the class, sat in the 3rd row in the middle every day and did really well. I never made a comment but one time when she talked about So You Think You Can Dance I finally raised my hand and told her I had the first three seasons on my DVR and I could bring in Sweet Dreams by Sabra and Neil (Youtube was not accessible on campus...for lame reasons). So I brought it in and felt super cool.
Fast-forward 1.5 years later, my fall semester at Freshman Academy and I'm assigned to Lauri's class. we began to meet with her before the semester because she was our adviser for University 101, etc. By the second or third meeting I finally got the guts up to say something about how I'd been in her class. And she said "I knew you looked familiar!" Anyone who has had Lauri knows she actually gets to know student names which is a feat for university professors. She even knows the names of those who don't comment. Amazingly. So I was her peer mentor and we got closer that year.
Then fast forward to when I decided to quit Freshman Academy. I didn't want to quit until I had another job secured so I emailed Lauri to ask how she would feel about me being her TA. I ended up quitting before I heard from her because I felt strongly that I had to. Faith! The very next day I heard from her saying she would love for me to be her TA! The Lord just needed me to show a little faith. But that was a scary 24 hours man.
So I started as her TA that Fall, the same Fall I started at the TMA office because I only was her TA for 10 hours a week, then at the office for the other 10 hours. It was perfect because I needed 20 hours a week but needed some flexibility, which is what TAing gives you.
Throughout my time with her, I have sat through her 101 course 7 times now. And I take notes every time. I sometimes feel like I have it memorized. But then she had me teach a few times when she left and I realized I definitely didn't have it memorized. But I'm fairly close. :)
Also throughout my time her, I didn't just learn humanities, I also learned about learning and life in general. We got to be pretty close and I love staying after class just to chat with her about life, etc. The moment I realized she liked me as a friend and not just a TA was when she said she had a plan for me. I would go to grad school so I would still be around when her son got back from his mission (which yes, means he is 4 years younger than me, at least) so I could marry him and then be her daughter in law. Probably not in the stars, but I loved knowing she really cared about me outside of campus.
The last time I saw her at the 101 final, she refused to say goodbye because she says we will see each other again. I agree. :) She goes to Western Europe every summer and I have already decided that since I'm a teacher with summers off, once I've survived my first year of teaching I will most definitely go to Europe with her (if I can afford it on a teacher's salary). But I shall definitely go with her at least once in my life. I must.
Monday, April 16, 2012
Freshman Academy: I'm seriously getting paid to do this?
In my second Winter semester I was jobless, but I quickly began to consider working at Freshman Academy.
Now I was part of Freshman Academy as a freshman and I really enjoyed it. Mostly because if I hadn't been in it I wouldn't have made any freshman friends at all since I lived off campus. I didn't need it academically, but socially it really helped me. And since I'm a future teacher and like the idea of helping people and working with teenagers (even if they are only a couple of years younger than me) I decided to apply!
I still remember my interview very clearly, Sharon Bigelow my future supervisor was in there as well as Lori Frodsham who I later worked with. I didn't remember ever being that nervous for a job interview! Maybe it's because it was the first time I'd actually ever had a job interview? Perhaps.
But I got the job! And I started in the Spring with training. For the entire first term I just trained with all the new peer mentors and learned what the program was all about. It was one of the first times I said an oft repeated phrase "I'm seriously getting paid to do this?". Training would consist of reading conference talks or studies on education, how people learn, how to help people, how to be a good person, etc. All things that help you as a mentor. And a person. I attended a bunch of workshops on how to be a good student also, so my grades were pretty good as a peer mentor.
That summer I got my first batch of students and I was a co-mentor with Dan Giullian. Dan and I were very different, but I learned a lot from him. I had great students who were super fun and delightful. I attended their American Heritage class with them sometimes as well as their Book of Mormon class. I remember the first time I finally attended their American Heritage lab and I was so disappointed that I hadn't been doing it all semester. They cracked me up! They were having a debate and their TA was George Washington. I don't think I participated in the debate much but that's where I got a gem of a quote from Matthew Page. You'll also see there a quote from Spencer Sutton when I attended their University 101 class for the first time. Another mistake that I didn't go to that class with them more!
I loved my first students! They were so kind and fun and great to get to know. They're not starting to get back from their missions and I see them on my facebook feed but don't feel like they remember me quite enough to say anything to them...oh social awkwardness.
That Fall I was put in the Humanities community with three other co-mentors and 38 students of my own. Oh and Lauri Haddock was the professor, so my very own Humanities 101 professor became my students' professor. I never thought she would have remembered me because I never spoke in her class, but she totally did! My co-mentors/new best friends were Chelsea Blotter-now-Storrs, Brooke Ford, and Jolysa Sedgwick. Those girls got me through some tough times that year.
My students were so fantastic! I still remember that by the time I met them I basically already had their names memorized because I had their pictures in a database. And by the about second day of class, one of my students who had been silently observing me asked me "How do you know all of our names?". I truthfully told her it was probably just a gift from God because I rarely have an affinity for names.
Some of these students I still associate with on a weekly basis as they are in my singles ward. :) But I had great experiences with these students, they were really talented and funny and kind. We had a talent show at one point in the semester and I learned that one of my students is basically the most amazing singer/pianist of ever. Jonny Vance. Look for him. One day he will be famous and he had better get me backstage.
The next semester I didn't have any students and everyone was working on projects except for me because I was so busy with SPAC and 276 (the-class-with-so-many-credit-hours-and-not-enough-worth). So I read a LOT of General Conference articles and devotionals, etc. And some awesome books. Seedfolks! You should read that book. And A Whole New Mind by Daniel Pink (see the video for his book Drive under "Really Fantastic Things").
About halfway through the semester I began to seriously feel that I should quit. This was heartbreaking. I knew that if I made the touring team for folk (PAC) I would never have the time to devote to my students. However to be honest, me making PAC at that point seemed like it would never happen. But I still felt like I should quit. So I quit. And cried to Sharon when I quit, but she seemed to understand. I stepped into the dark and it was thoroughly frightened.
Thankfully, the day after I quit I heard from Lauri saying she would love me to be her TA for Humanities 101 (which I had now sat through twice by now after attending with my students). And so began my epic friendship with Lauri. :)
Now I was part of Freshman Academy as a freshman and I really enjoyed it. Mostly because if I hadn't been in it I wouldn't have made any freshman friends at all since I lived off campus. I didn't need it academically, but socially it really helped me. And since I'm a future teacher and like the idea of helping people and working with teenagers (even if they are only a couple of years younger than me) I decided to apply!
I still remember my interview very clearly, Sharon Bigelow my future supervisor was in there as well as Lori Frodsham who I later worked with. I didn't remember ever being that nervous for a job interview! Maybe it's because it was the first time I'd actually ever had a job interview? Perhaps.
But I got the job! And I started in the Spring with training. For the entire first term I just trained with all the new peer mentors and learned what the program was all about. It was one of the first times I said an oft repeated phrase "I'm seriously getting paid to do this?". Training would consist of reading conference talks or studies on education, how people learn, how to help people, how to be a good person, etc. All things that help you as a mentor. And a person. I attended a bunch of workshops on how to be a good student also, so my grades were pretty good as a peer mentor.
That summer I got my first batch of students and I was a co-mentor with Dan Giullian. Dan and I were very different, but I learned a lot from him. I had great students who were super fun and delightful. I attended their American Heritage class with them sometimes as well as their Book of Mormon class. I remember the first time I finally attended their American Heritage lab and I was so disappointed that I hadn't been doing it all semester. They cracked me up! They were having a debate and their TA was George Washington. I don't think I participated in the debate much but that's where I got a gem of a quote from Matthew Page. You'll also see there a quote from Spencer Sutton when I attended their University 101 class for the first time. Another mistake that I didn't go to that class with them more!
I loved my first students! They were so kind and fun and great to get to know. They're not starting to get back from their missions and I see them on my facebook feed but don't feel like they remember me quite enough to say anything to them...oh social awkwardness.
That Fall I was put in the Humanities community with three other co-mentors and 38 students of my own. Oh and Lauri Haddock was the professor, so my very own Humanities 101 professor became my students' professor. I never thought she would have remembered me because I never spoke in her class, but she totally did! My co-mentors/new best friends were Chelsea Blotter-now-Storrs, Brooke Ford, and Jolysa Sedgwick. Those girls got me through some tough times that year.
My students were so fantastic! I still remember that by the time I met them I basically already had their names memorized because I had their pictures in a database. And by the about second day of class, one of my students who had been silently observing me asked me "How do you know all of our names?". I truthfully told her it was probably just a gift from God because I rarely have an affinity for names.
Some of these students I still associate with on a weekly basis as they are in my singles ward. :) But I had great experiences with these students, they were really talented and funny and kind. We had a talent show at one point in the semester and I learned that one of my students is basically the most amazing singer/pianist of ever. Jonny Vance. Look for him. One day he will be famous and he had better get me backstage.
The next semester I didn't have any students and everyone was working on projects except for me because I was so busy with SPAC and 276 (the-class-with-so-many-credit-hours-and-not-enough-worth). So I read a LOT of General Conference articles and devotionals, etc. And some awesome books. Seedfolks! You should read that book. And A Whole New Mind by Daniel Pink (see the video for his book Drive under "Really Fantastic Things").
About halfway through the semester I began to seriously feel that I should quit. This was heartbreaking. I knew that if I made the touring team for folk (PAC) I would never have the time to devote to my students. However to be honest, me making PAC at that point seemed like it would never happen. But I still felt like I should quit. So I quit. And cried to Sharon when I quit, but she seemed to understand. I stepped into the dark and it was thoroughly frightened.
Thankfully, the day after I quit I heard from Lauri saying she would love me to be her TA for Humanities 101 (which I had now sat through twice by now after attending with my students). And so began my epic friendship with Lauri. :)
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Junior year in a nutshell: the one with more social interaction
Year 3! Over halfway there.
Spring/Summer
This spring term I began another wonderful journey. I started a job at Freshman Academy. In the year I was at this job I made a lot of friends, I learned a lot of things, and I became a much better person.
I took Irish dance from Jeanette Geslison, little realizing she would become a big part of my life (she is the current director of PAC).
I took a World Dance class from Rustin, my kinsman. All I really remember is Javanese salutation from that class, but I couldn't actually do it for you. And in this class I met Christina Craven and somehow we became amazing friends. Neither of us remember how. But we're both fairly sure it had to do with Gilmore Girls and coffee flavored ice cream that she hated and I loved.
I also took another LDS history class from Brother Fluhman. And Jimmer was in that class. Nbd.
Summer term. Yeah, I went all the way through. First, this was my first time with students at Freshman Academy (some of whom are already home from their missions, holy cow), and in addition I was taking 6 credits.
I took basic guitar this summer! I had gotten a child size guitar for Christmas the year before (I have small hands, okay?) and now I could play it! On a particularly melancholy day I even decided to write a song. However, I didn't know enough minor chords to actually make it melancholy so...yeah. It's more of an upper.
Also, another important folk dance step, I took Spanish dance from Delynne Peay. Perfect idea. She is the director of the backup team and by taking a class from her, my folk dance career really zoomed forward.
Fall semester
This semester, I was on a backup folk dance team and was in my first Christmas Around the World. I was also, by this time, taking Advanced Clogging with Greg (always, in fact I've never had another clogging teacher in my life, literally) and still his TA for intermediate clogging now.
Advanced Clogging was fantastic. I was always with Greg Rawlings and we had an amazing final. Enjoy
Yeah. My hair was that long. Sometimes I forget to cut it. For a year.
I also took a cooking class with my Ronnie (roomie) Kiely. It was terrible horrible no good very bad. But at least we spent at least 4 hours together every Tuesday? Seriously. It was bad. Kiely was once yelled at by our teacher for using the wrong pan or something...which thing we'd never learned about it class. Thanks lady. However, we had a grand old time studying for the midterm and final together. Some of the hardest laughter in my life occurred then.
Winter semester
This was my last semester of Spanish. A big deal considering for the last year and a half I'd had Spanish every morning at 8. Also, my teacher this semester was not American. Nor was he a native Spanish speaker. He was from Romania. He didn't even serve a Spanish-speaking mission. Random? Also awesome.
I took the entry course for history teaching. It was 20 hours a week for the first block. I'm still furious that they demanded that much out of my week. I always say I'll write a letter. Maybe one day I really will.
I started my first minor, Political Science Teaching by taking the entry course, American Government and Politics. A one-hundred level class where a junior couldn't snag an A on her papers. I have sympathy for all poli sci majors now.
Oh and I was on SPAC. Yeah. I'm not even going to try, they have an entire post coming up.
I was also affected by SAD this semester. It still occasionally comes up, but never as bad as it was this semester.
Some laughs: Class quotes
Spring/Summer
This spring term I began another wonderful journey. I started a job at Freshman Academy. In the year I was at this job I made a lot of friends, I learned a lot of things, and I became a much better person.
I took Irish dance from Jeanette Geslison, little realizing she would become a big part of my life (she is the current director of PAC).
I took a World Dance class from Rustin, my kinsman. All I really remember is Javanese salutation from that class, but I couldn't actually do it for you. And in this class I met Christina Craven and somehow we became amazing friends. Neither of us remember how. But we're both fairly sure it had to do with Gilmore Girls and coffee flavored ice cream that she hated and I loved.
I also took another LDS history class from Brother Fluhman. And Jimmer was in that class. Nbd.
Summer term. Yeah, I went all the way through. First, this was my first time with students at Freshman Academy (some of whom are already home from their missions, holy cow), and in addition I was taking 6 credits.
I took basic guitar this summer! I had gotten a child size guitar for Christmas the year before (I have small hands, okay?) and now I could play it! On a particularly melancholy day I even decided to write a song. However, I didn't know enough minor chords to actually make it melancholy so...yeah. It's more of an upper.
Also, another important folk dance step, I took Spanish dance from Delynne Peay. Perfect idea. She is the director of the backup team and by taking a class from her, my folk dance career really zoomed forward.
Fall semester
This semester, I was on a backup folk dance team and was in my first Christmas Around the World. I was also, by this time, taking Advanced Clogging with Greg (always, in fact I've never had another clogging teacher in my life, literally) and still his TA for intermediate clogging now.
Advanced Clogging was fantastic. I was always with Greg Rawlings and we had an amazing final. Enjoy
Yeah. My hair was that long. Sometimes I forget to cut it. For a year.
I also took a cooking class with my Ronnie (roomie) Kiely. It was terrible horrible no good very bad. But at least we spent at least 4 hours together every Tuesday? Seriously. It was bad. Kiely was once yelled at by our teacher for using the wrong pan or something...which thing we'd never learned about it class. Thanks lady. However, we had a grand old time studying for the midterm and final together. Some of the hardest laughter in my life occurred then.
Winter semester
This was my last semester of Spanish. A big deal considering for the last year and a half I'd had Spanish every morning at 8. Also, my teacher this semester was not American. Nor was he a native Spanish speaker. He was from Romania. He didn't even serve a Spanish-speaking mission. Random? Also awesome.
I took the entry course for history teaching. It was 20 hours a week for the first block. I'm still furious that they demanded that much out of my week. I always say I'll write a letter. Maybe one day I really will.
I started my first minor, Political Science Teaching by taking the entry course, American Government and Politics. A one-hundred level class where a junior couldn't snag an A on her papers. I have sympathy for all poli sci majors now.
Oh and I was on SPAC. Yeah. I'm not even going to try, they have an entire post coming up.
I was also affected by SAD this semester. It still occasionally comes up, but never as bad as it was this semester.
Some laughs: Class quotes
- I know there are all sorts of signs that say no food and drink...we're all friends here (the donuts lesson in American Heritage) - Dr. Pope
- We're the tyrannical democrats. You can have your rights; just give them all to use! - Matt Page
- Ambiguity is like a multi-headed dragon... -Spencer Sutton
- *As Britain's unofficial anthem plays* Everybody! ...We're not going to build an empire if you don't get into it! Come on! - Dr. York
- I have not eliminated your agency, you can leave it blank. Grading will be simplified. - Dr. York
- Go ahead [and vote on the final essay topic], I'm the electoral college! - Dr. York
- You probably can't sleep without knowing these dates, and I understand that - Professor Haddock.
- And we will talk about all the teenage mutant ninja turtles this semester. - Professor Haddock
- Do I have to sing a song? Do I have to cry? I don't know - Professor Strate
- The Bible is about 35% more correct in Spanish than in English. According to my...scientific calculations - Profe McNeil.
- But not the man that's holding you down, the man that's raising the roof. - Profe McNeil
- She's also vice president of the Tae-Kwon-Do club - a student
- Oh, well will watch ourselves - Professor Horrocks
- Oh! I know this! I know this! I'm Scottish! - Jim Puida
- First, he is not a very good example of...a person - Professor Horrocks
- My name is Brady and there's no way that I'm a lady - Brady
- Que cheesy - Profe. Iclenceau
- Republicans sleep in different beds, sometimes even different rooms, that's why there are more Democrats. - Professor Davis
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