So for the past 8 weeks I have been co-directing a Variety Show for the middle school where I work. I have been alongside the fabulous Mr. John Caldwell and we have had an absolute blast!
I did all the chroeography for the show and did some vocal coaching for the kids. It was honestly one of the most fun expereinces I have had thus far in my short life. Although it was stressful beyond belief, it was so worth it!
The show included numbers such as "Dynamite" by Taio Cruz, "It's a Hard Knock Life", and "It's Raining Men." Some skits were thrown in also. We had and I Love Lucy skit, Little Rascals, and the Brady Bunch.
My favorite thing about the whole process was watching these 6th and 7th graders gain confidence about themselves while developing new talents! I grew so close to them through this process. I wouldn't trade a single minute of it!
After all is said and done, this experience has made me more excited than EVER to graduate, move, and start working in a school and have students of my very own!
I LOVE TEACHING!! Seeing the joy and love on those kids faces is the most rewarding thing in the world!
This may or may not be a semi awkward post, but regardless of the
possible humiliation it may cause me,
I have to share it.
3 nights ago (the Sabbath) my dearest room/bed mate Melissa and I had a very strange experience.
For the past school year we have shared a queen size bed... NBD right?.... married peeps do it all the time...so why can't we?
Melissa, is a sleep yeller/talker/walker/anything-elser you can think of.
She is one who sleeps through her alarm for an hour solid without moving a muscle.
I, on the other hand, am a freight train.
I snore louder than an angry mother grizzly defender her bear cub.
Melissa may be crushing on a boy.. we shall call him CG. So this particular night, Melissa dreams she is holding hands with the one and only CG. I, ironically enough, had the exact same dream. (however I do not have a crush on CG.. good thing because that would just make life more uncomfortable for everyone.)