To be honest, I haven't been enjoying this semester as much as I would like to. My classes are all over the place, I'm in Stats (yucky) and I just haven't felt my heart loving it as much. Just when I am about ready to be done with this major of mine and and move onto something different, a miracle happens.
I am in a Transition class where we are learning about the transition phase in education. This is one of the most important things we learn as special educators. We were asked to find a high school student and work with them on their goals and future plans. To be honest, this project sounded nothing but miserable to me. Our professor was telling us stories about BYU students who worked with very rude and stubborn high schoolers. I was super nervous about this and not too excited.
Maggie (girl in my cohort) and I walked through the doors of Westlake High School and I felt an overwhelming feeling of peace and confidence. Yes I was scared as heck to roam the halls with high schoolers who probably thought I was a sophomore, but I felt like this was where I was supposed to be. We waited outside of the classroom where our 2 students would be. We stood and talked to one of the teachers of the classroom before 2nd period started. A boy walked up to him and said "Hey Mr. D. I'm new in your class!" I looked at the kid and immediately wanted to be his friend.
Mr. J. pulled Maggie and I out into the hallway and told us about the students we would be working with. He pulled out 2 boys from the classroom and one of them just so happened to be "the new kid in class". Those feelings I'd had were no mistake. I needed to be his friend.
We went down to an empty classroom and Maggie took one student and I took my new friend. Let's call him Brian. We sat down in 2 desks that were facing each other and started talking. He told me about his love for reading and listening to Lady Gaga. Turns out that Brian also loves Star Wars and can't get enough of it. I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. His response? "I just want to make people happy and I feel like I can do that as an entertainer. I dressed up as Spiderman for a Heroic volunteer program and I had about 50 kids wanting pictures taken with me. They kept telling me I was their hero. I just want to make people happy." Curse my tender heart as I held in tears. (I actually had to hold in tears the whole time we talked... I love and hate this tender heart of mine.)
Brian told me more about himself. Turns out that we have a lot in common. Music. Dance. Star Wars. Etc. He told me stuff that was more personal, yet, he felt like he could tell me these things. He hasn't had an easy life but he still has a good attitude about it all. Looks like he'll be the one teaching me during this project... and boy I can't wait.
I am in a Transition class where we are learning about the transition phase in education. This is one of the most important things we learn as special educators. We were asked to find a high school student and work with them on their goals and future plans. To be honest, this project sounded nothing but miserable to me. Our professor was telling us stories about BYU students who worked with very rude and stubborn high schoolers. I was super nervous about this and not too excited.
Maggie (girl in my cohort) and I walked through the doors of Westlake High School and I felt an overwhelming feeling of peace and confidence. Yes I was scared as heck to roam the halls with high schoolers who probably thought I was a sophomore, but I felt like this was where I was supposed to be. We waited outside of the classroom where our 2 students would be. We stood and talked to one of the teachers of the classroom before 2nd period started. A boy walked up to him and said "Hey Mr. D. I'm new in your class!" I looked at the kid and immediately wanted to be his friend.
Mr. J. pulled Maggie and I out into the hallway and told us about the students we would be working with. He pulled out 2 boys from the classroom and one of them just so happened to be "the new kid in class". Those feelings I'd had were no mistake. I needed to be his friend.
We went down to an empty classroom and Maggie took one student and I took my new friend. Let's call him Brian. We sat down in 2 desks that were facing each other and started talking. He told me about his love for reading and listening to Lady Gaga. Turns out that Brian also loves Star Wars and can't get enough of it. I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. His response? "I just want to make people happy and I feel like I can do that as an entertainer. I dressed up as Spiderman for a Heroic volunteer program and I had about 50 kids wanting pictures taken with me. They kept telling me I was their hero. I just want to make people happy." Curse my tender heart as I held in tears. (I actually had to hold in tears the whole time we talked... I love and hate this tender heart of mine.)
Brian told me more about himself. Turns out that we have a lot in common. Music. Dance. Star Wars. Etc. He told me stuff that was more personal, yet, he felt like he could tell me these things. He hasn't had an easy life but he still has a good attitude about it all. Looks like he'll be the one teaching me during this project... and boy I can't wait.
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