Sunday, July 6, 2008

And so it ends


And thus it is over. What a long, hot, strange trip it has been. I'm sure I speak for all of us that the way the LPP ended was less than what we had hoped for. But now it is all over. Rachel got married, Christian went away with Quantum, some of us were hired, some of us weren't...

Our family watched M*A*S*H a lot when I was a kid. In my mind, this LPP experience has been very akin to what the characters in that series went through: a group of people thrown into a strenuous, sometimes impossible situation, pushed to the limit. Throughout the ordeal they see each other at their best... and worst. And through it all we came to love each other in a way that couldn't have been possible otherwise.

I hated the way it all ended. But I love our cohort and will miss you all terribly!

- Tim

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

LPP Names Rearranged

Special thanks to Carolyn and Brian and Tim for this:

Matt Goebel: Tame Goblet

Terri Roylance: Reality Corner

Brent Wayment: Twenty bar men, newty banter

Brian Fauver: Far-vue brain, a verb unfair

Roger Tuckett: Gutty Rocket

Brenda Burr: Bard burner (the Bard = William Shakespeare)

Aaron Ichimura: Our maniac hair, Maui roach rain

Jodi Roberts: Jobs do err it, rid store job

Barb Yost: Brat boys, Satyr Bob

Tommy Freeman: A femmy mentor

Andy Carbaugh: Bad canary hug, Ya drag a bunch

Bert Steele: Let trees be, bee settler, steele beret, beetle rest

Christine Drummond: Mind crimsoned thru, red rich mound mints

Shanz Leonelli: Hall zone lines, neon hills’ zeal

Jennifer Fisher: Jen – fine sheriff!

Timothy Brooks: Hot smoky orbit

Rachel Reynolds: Con her LDS layer

Carolyn Bona: Any cool bran, a bonny coral

Christian Rauch: Archaist urchin, rustic air chain

Michelle Griner: Ice hell mingler, leech miner girl, her icemen grill, her gremlin lice

Annette Alley: Ya lean nettle, any eel talent

LPP Nicknames

Now that it's all over, Brian and Jen and I have come up with a few nicknames for you all. Enjoy:

Matt Goebel: The Jiggler, My Favorite Nemesis

Terri Roylance: Practically Perfect in Everyway

Brent Wayment: The Quiet Gentleman, The Farthest Traveler

Brian Fauver: Stats Genius, The Lightest Backpack, Mr. One-Liner

Roger Tuckett: The Piano Man

Brenda Burr: “Better Late Than Never” gal, Polly Punctuality

Aaron Ichimura: Johari Window Boy, The Pleasure Principal

Jodi Roberts: Princess, or "Tell it Like it IS!"

Barb Yost: Lady in Red, cUTE Woman, or B.Y. Ute (in this case, the “B.Y.” stands for Barb Yost)

Tommy Freeman: The Tommynator with Surprising Wisdom, or a Back Row bad Boy

Andy Carbaugh: Nebraskan Transplant, Mr. Easy Going, or a Back Row Bad Boy

Bert Steele: Who the he** cares? Gimme a Red Bull! or a Back Row Bad Boy

Christine Drummond: Well "Red” and Ultimate Student

Shanz Leonelli: GQ Man, Human Dictionary

Jennifer Fisher: The Glue, The Coordinator, The Hub

Tim Brooks: "Tranquil Ocean of Peace & Harmony"

Rachel Reynolds: Our (anxiously?) "Engaged” Learner - the only one of us to graduate with TWO degrees

Carolyn Bona: For being our Carpool and Stats Queen

Christian Rauch: Uber-Student and Resident Cheermaster

Michelle Griner: our Decibel Respecter and Undercover Rebel

Annette Alley: for being "Alley - just Alley"

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Hugh Nibley on Management vs. Leadership

Hey y'all. I found this fascinating excerpt from a talk Hugh Nibley gave in 1983. Lots here we can apply to being an administrator.

Take care,
Tim

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What took place in the Greco-Roman as in the Christian world was that fatal shift from leadership to management that marks the decline and fall of civilizations.

At the present time, Captain Grace Hopper, that grand old lady of the Navy, is calling our attention to the contrasting and conflicting natures of management and leadership. No one, she says, ever managed men into battle. She wants more emphasis in teaching leadership. But leadership can no more be taught than creativity or how to be a genius. The Generalstab tried desperately for a hundred years to train up a generation of leaders for the German army, but it never worked, because the men who delighted their superiors, i.e., the managers, got the high commands, while the men who delighted the lower ranks, i.e., the leaders, got reprimands. Leaders are movers and shakers, original, inventive, unpredictable, imaginative, full of surprises that discomfit the enemy in war and the main office in peace. For managers are safe, conservative, predictable, conforming organization men and team players, dedicated to the establishment.

The leader, for example, has a passion for equality. We think of great generals from David and Alexander on down, sharing their beans or maza with their men, calling them by their first names, marching along with them in the heat, sleeping on the ground, and first over the wall. A famous ode by a long-suffering Greek soldier, Archilochus, reminds us that the men in the ranks are not fooled for an instant by the executive type who thinks he is a leader.

For the manager, on the other hand, the idea of equality is repugnant and indeed counterproductive. Where promotion, perks, privilege, and power are the name of the game, awe and reverence for rank is everything, the inspiration and motivation of all good men. Where would management be without the inflexible paper processing, dress standards, attention to proper social, political, and religious affiliation, vigilant watch over habits and attitudes, and so forth, that gratify the stockholders and satisfy security?

"If you love me," said the Greatest of all leaders, "you will keep my commandments." "If you know what is good for me," says the manager, "you will keep my commandments, and not make waves." That is why the rise of management always marks the decline of culture. If the management does not go for Bach, very well, there will be no Bach in the meeting; if management favors vile, sentimental doggerel verse extolling the qualities that make for success, young people everywhere will be spouting long trade-journal jingles from the stand; if the management's taste in art is what will sell--trite, insipid, folksy kitsch--that is what we will get; if management finds maudlin, saccharine commercials appealing, that is what the public will get; if management must reflect the corporate image in tasteless, trendy new buildings, down come the fine old pioneer monuments.

To Parkinson's Law, which shows how management gobbles up everything else, he added what he calls the "Law of Injelitance": Managers do not promote individuals whose competence might threaten their own position; and so as the power of management spreads ever wider, the quality deteriorates, if that is possible. In short, while management shuns equality, it feeds on mediocrity.

On the other hand, leadership is an escape from mediocrity. All the great deposits of art, science, and literature from the past on which all civilization is nourished come to us from a mere handful of leaders. For the qualities of leadership are the same in all fields, the leader being simply the one who sets the highest example; and to do that and open the way to greater light and knowledge, the leader must break the mold. "A ship in port is safe," says Captain Hopper, speaking of management; "but that is not what ships were built for," she adds, calling for leadership. True leaders are inspiring because they are inspired, caught up in a higher purpose, devoid of personal ambition, idealistic, and incorruptible.

There is necessarily some of the manager in every leader (what better example than Brigham Young?), as there should be some of the leader in every manager. Speaking in the temple to the temple management, the scribes and Pharisees all in their official robes, the Lord chided them for one-sidedness: They kept careful accounts of the most trivial sums brought into the temple, but in their dealings they neglected fair play, compassion, and good faith, which happen to be the prime qualities of leadership. The Lord insisted that both states of mind are necessary, and that is important: "This ye must do [speaking of the bookkeeping] but not neglect the other." But it is "the blind leading the blind," he continues, who reverse priorities, who "choke on a gnat and gulp down a camel" (see Matthew 23:23ff). So vast is the discrepancy between management and leadership that only a blind man would get them backwards. Yet that is what we do. In that same chapter of Matthew, the Lord tells the same men that they do not really take the temple seriously while the business contracts registered in the temple they take very seriously indeed (see Matthew 23:16-18). I am told of a meeting of very big businessmen in a distant place, who happened also to be the heads of stakes, where they addressed the problem of "how to stay awake in the temple." For them what is done in the house of the Lord is mere quota-filling until they can get back to the real work of the world.

History abounds in dramatic confrontations between the two types, but none is more stirring than the epic story of the collision between Moroni and Amalickiah--the one the most charismatic leader, the other the most skillful manager in the Book of Mormon. We are often reminded that Moroni "did not delight in the shedding of blood" and would do anything to avoid it, repeatedly urging his people to make covenants of peace and preserve them by faith and prayer. He refused to talk about "the enemy"--for him they were always "our brethren," misled by the traditions of their fathers; he fought them only with heavy reluctance, and he never invaded their lands, even when they threatened intimate invasion of his own; for he never felt threatened, since he trusted absolutely in the Lord. At the slightest sign of weakening by an enemy in battle, Moroni would instantly propose a discussion to put an end to the fighting. The idea of total victory was alien to him--no revenge, no punishment, no reprisals, no reparations, even for an aggressor who had ravaged his country. He would send the beaten enemy home after battle, accepting their word for good behavior or inviting them to settle on Nephite lands, even when he knew he was taking a risk. Even his countrymen who fought against him lost their lives only while opposing him on the field of battle--there were no firing squads, and former conspirators and traitors had only to agree to support his popular army to be reinstated. And, like Helaman, he insisted that conscientious objectors keep their oaths and not go to war even when he desperately needed their help. Always concerned with doing the decent thing, he would never take what he called unfair advantage of an enemy. Devoid of personal ambition, the moment the war was over he "yielded up the command of his armies . . . and he retired to his own house . . . in peace" (Alma 62:43), though as a national hero he could have had any office or honor. For his motto was, "I seek not for power," and as to rank, he thought of himself only as one of the despised and outcast of Israel. If all this sounds a bit too idealistic, may I remind you that there really have been such men in history, hard as that is to imagine today.

Above all, Moroni was the charismatic leader, personally going about to rally the people, who came running together spontaneously to his "title of liberty," the banner of the poor and downtrodden of Israel (Alma 46:12-13, 19-21). He had little patience with management and let himself get carried away and wrote tactless and angry letters to the big men sitting on their thrones "in a state of thoughtless stupor" back in the capital. And when it was necessary, he bypassed the whole system; he "altered the management of affairs among the Nephites," to counter Amalickiah's managerial skill (Alma 49:11; emphasis added). Yet he could apologize handsomely when he learned that he had been wrong, led by his generous impulses to an exaggerated contempt for management, and he gladly shared with Pahoran the glory of the final victory--the one thing that ambitious generals jealously reserve for themselves.

But if Moroni hated war so much, why was he such a dedicated general? He leaves us in no doubt on that head--he took up the sword only as a last resort: "I seek not for power, but to pull it down" (Alma 60:36). He was determined "to pull down their pride and their nobility"--the pride and nobility of those groups who were trying to take things over (Alma 51:17). The "Lamanite brethren" he fought were the reluctant auxiliaries of Zoramites and Amalickiahites, his own countrymen. They "grew proud . . . , because of their exceedingly great riches," and sought to seize power for themselves (Alma 45:23ff). Enlisting the aid of "those who were in favor of kings . . . those of high birth . . . supported by those who sought power and authority over the people" (Alma 51:8), they were further joined by important judges who had many friends and kindreds (the right connections are everything) plus almost all the lawyers and the high priests, to which were added "the lower judges of the land, and they were seeking for power" (Alma 46:4). All these Amalickiah welded together with immense managerial skill to form a single ultraconservative coalition who agreed to "support him and establish him to be their king," expecting that "he would make them rulers over the people" (Alma 46:5). Many in the church were won over by Amalickiah's skillful oratory, for he was a charming flattering is the Book of Mormon word) and persuasive communicator. He made war the cornerstone of his policy and power, using a systematic and carefully planned communication system of towers and trained speakers to stir up the people to fight for their rights, meaning Amalickiah's career. For while Moroni had kind feelings for the enemy, Amalickiah "did care not for the blood of his people" (Alma 49:10). His object in life was to become king of both the Nephites and Lamanites, using the one to subdue the other (see Alma 46:5). He was a master of dirty tricks, to which he owed some of his most brilliant achievements as he maintained his upward mobility by clever murders, high-powered public relations, and great executive ability. His competitive spirit was such that he swore to drink the blood of Alma, who stood in his way. In short, he was "one very wicked man" (Alma 46:9), who stood for everything that Moroni loathed.

It is at this time in Book of Mormon history that the word management makes its only appearances (three of them) in all the scriptures. First there was that time when Moroni on his own "altered the management of affairs among the Nephites" (Alma 49:11) during a crisis. Then there was Korihor, the ideological spokesman for the Zoramites and Amalickiahites, who preached that "every man fared in this life according to the management of the creature; therefore every man prospered according to his genius [ability, talent, brains, and so forth], and . . . conquered according to his strength; and whatsoever a man did was no crime" (Alma 30:17; emphasis added). He raged against the government for taking people's property, that "they durst not make use of that which is their own" (Alma 30:28). Finally, as soon as Moroni disappeared from the scene, the old coalition "did obtain the sole management of the government," and immediately did "turn their backs upon the poor" (Helaman 6:39; emphasis added), while they appointed judges to the bench who displayed the spirit of cooperation by "letting the guilty and the wicked go unpunished because of their money" (Helaman 7:5). (All this took place in Central America.)

Such was the management that Moroni opposed. By all means, brethren, let us take "Captain Moroni" for our model, and never forget what he fought for--the poor, outcast, and despised; and what he fought against--pride, power, wealth, and ambition; or how he fought, as the generous, considerate, and magnanimous foe--a leader in every sense.

(Even at the risk of running overtime I must pause and remind you that this story of which I have given just a few small excerpts is supposed to have been cooked up back in the 1820s somewhere in the backwoods by some abysmally ignorant, disgustingly lazy, and shockingly unprincipled hayseed. Aside from a light mitigation of those epithets, that is the only alternative to believing that the story is true; nobody made it up, for the situation is equally fantastic no matter what kind of author you choose to invent.)

That Joseph Smith is beyond compare the greatest leader of modern times is a proposition that needs no comment. Brigham Young recalled that many of the brethren considered themselves better managers than Joseph and were often upset by his economic naiveté. Brigham was certainly a better manager than the Prophet (or anybody else, for that matter), and he knew it, yet he always deferred to and unfailingly followed Brother Joseph all the way while urging others to do the same, because he knew only too well how small is the wisdom of men compared with the wisdom of God.

Moroni scolded the management for their "love of glory and the vain things of the world" (Alma 60:32), and we have been warned against the things of this world as recently as the last general conference. But exactly what are the things of the world? An easy and infallible test has been given us in the well-known maxim "You can have anything in this world for money." If a thing is of this world, you can have it for money; if you cannot have it for money, it does not belong to this world. That is what makes the whole thing manageable--money is pure number; by converting all values to numbers, everything can be fed into the computer and handled with ease and efficiency. "How much?" becomes the only question we need to ask. The manager "knows the price of everything, and the value of nothing" (Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan, act 3), because for him the value is the price.

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Taken from: http://speeches.byu.edu/htmlfiles/NibleySu83.html

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Poem using 5 words

Brian gave me five words to incorporate into a poem: plunger, cumulonimbus, pimple, Hindu, and shammy.

Here is what I wrote:



Snow-capped apex of a pimple
Reaches upward to a golden sky;
This blemish on my left-cheek dimple
Pierces a cumulonimbus cloud – and my mind’s eye.

I climb the plump white dome,
A plunger in my hand;
This suction-scepter on the cone
Explodes zit juice upon the land.

Top removed, volcanic spill,
White goo and blood course down the hill;
Red Hindu scar on my forehead,
A shammy cleans where I have bled.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Bert comments on the risks...

... involved with public entity risk pools, as they apply to education finance:

"Public entity pools are those that are available for trashy people to let their children swim in, without swimmies--when the kids do their dirty deeds, the public suffers e-coli and other maladies. School districts will only allow public use with verification of Hepatitis-B series vaccinations."

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Brian dislocates his shoulder

Brian, in obvious pain.

Brian again, this time fighting the demons of pain with the emergency team.

Visibly distraught LPP'ers look on - at a safe distance from the carnage.

The wounded warrior dons his garb of valor.


And a brief clip (no sound) of the incident:

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Look on the bright side....

Every day that you don't do homework is one day closer to the end of the program.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Internet safety, protection from predators

Wow, today’s class was quite intense. I appreciated hearing new perspectives on education finance. Any-hoo...

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Last week at Sunrise Elementary a guy from the FBI came and presented on issues dealing with child predators, child exploitation, and Internet safety. He gave us some useful web sites you might reference in the future:

Cyber Tip Line:
http://www.cybertipline.com/

Net Smartz:
http://www.netsmartz.org/education/?state=UT

Zaba Search:
You might be surprised at what is out there floating around on the Net about you.
http://www.zabasearch.com/

Utah Internet Crimes Against Children Task Force:
http://www.utahicac.com/

Site dedicated to protecting children on the Internet:
http://www.cp80.org/

Take care,
Tim

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Boredom



Meet our Winter Semester professors!



Say hello to Pam Hallam; and here, as she receives an award.

And Steve:
And Ellen (sorry, currently no info available on her, just pictures):



Also, learn a little about Denis Poulsen (no pictures available).

Monday, September 24, 2007

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Saturday, September 8, 2007

A week that lasted a lifetime

Hi everyone,
Yes, it was my high school where 22 football players boycotted football practice. Then Friday were told that they were no longer on the team.
I experienced many things this week, tobacco, alcohol, illegal substance, skateboard riding in the hall, locker thefts, and conferencing with students for missing too many classes (missing 17 out of 20--what is that?)
The highlight of my week was on Wednesday when I arrived home to find out that my daughter had been in an accident with my car. She was home and ok, but the car had to be towed, its fate yet to be determined. I have only had the car since 6/30/07.
May next week be better for us all.
Annette

Saturday, September 1, 2007

Car gets hit

I had a story I wanted to share from the battlefield. We had a girl come in to the office after lunch on Thursday to report her car had been hit in the parking lot during lunch. We called in the officer and went to the video to see if we could find a collision. The girl's car was parked to the right of a driveway/passageway in the middle of the lot. We saw a car come screaming in there, and attempt a left turn through the driveway to make a U-turn and head out of the lot, and they were going too fast and couldn't turn quick enough and rammed the girl's car near the fender. The passenger got out of the car to check the damage of the vehicle and got back in the car and they left. And, guess what? We zoomed in and identified the passenger who checked the damage, and it was the girl whose car had been hit! Awesome!

- Shanz

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Beginning Our Internship: News 8/20/07-8/30/07

I thought you'd all get a kick out of reading what we've done over the last week or so. I compiled your e-mails and put them here:

Aug 20

I thought about you as I left my house at 6:30 Friday and again this morning. I wished that I was among friends instead of facing the fear that I was going to be an assistant principal, and that they would find out that I was an imposter. By the way Brian, our office was so full of junk that it took them two days to unload it--and there is more in the cupboards.
I was handed a bunch of keys that I think weigh 2 pounds, a walkie-talkie, and a nametag. Registration started at 7:30 for those not sending theirs in. I was the greeter and line facilitator--not a bad job for someone who was lost 3 times on Friday!
It was a great day.

Annette

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Aug 20
How was everyone's first day? Mine was swell. I really didn't do that much, but it already felt overwhelming. Anyone else feel as underqualified and inadequate as me? Oh well, good luck and take care. See ya in two weeks. – Brian

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Aug 20
Hey all,
My first day was spent putting Faculty Handbooks together. My principal kept apologizing, butI told her I didn't mind. It is so strange to be in this position rather than putting up bulletin boards and getting ready to teach. I already have great stories to tell about my principal's first year (last year). She had the most incredible year-very difficult and not her fault at all.
I miss you all. Hope your two weeks fly by (or go slowly-as you wish). See you all on the 5th!

-Carolyn


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Aug 20

Okay guys I am having serious treat with-drawls! I arrived this morning at 7:15am and got home 7:30pm, surprise, surprise it was back to school night. It was long but all went well.

Good luck, Brent

P.S. Jennifer can you arrange for us to send teats to each of our schools by 10:00am each day?

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Aug 20

Hello all!

It was so nice to come home and read about how many of your first days went! I worked all day Friday, as well as today. When I say "work", I mean I tried very hard to look like I knew what I was doing. I don't think I succeeded very well!

I worked the football game on Friday night. Cottonwood played Brighton. I, of course, was assigned to the field behind the Cottonwood team. It was fun to be down on the field and Cottonwood's players, cheerleaders, and drill team couldn't have been nicer. My daughter goes to Brighton so I felt like a bit of a turncoat, though.

Today for our opening faculty meeting, they had a speaker come in for a couple of hours and gave an uplifting message, sort of like Cliff would, except it was without any "Groovy, Baby," references.

Afterward, the faculty loaded onto two school buses and we took a tour of the school boundaries so that the faculty could see firsthand how diverse the population is that attends Cottonwood.

After our bus tour (1 hour!), we all went to Golden Corral for lunch, compliments of the school! All in all, a great day, even though I still don't have a clue what I'm doing!

Let's continue to keep each other informed! I miss everyone and am excited to hear firsthand how everyone is doing.

Love,
Terri

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Aug 21
Hey everyone,
It was good to hear from some of you. Today was the first day of class at our school. Between standing hall duty before school, after school, both lunches and during class breaks, it didn't leave much time left. It felt a little strange not having to get my lessons together and teach. But all in all, it's going pretty well as I try to get to know everyone. The best part was that I didn't have to snarf down lunch in 20 minutes, the administrators obviously take a little more time.
Well, good luck to all.
- Roger

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Aug 21
Dear lil lambkin,
When you have started your internship, please drop me a quick e-mail message telling me how all is going. I would like to know about your start and your first few days.
See you soon.
Joe

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Dear Joe,

My start was great. I met somebody famous: http://byulpp22.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-day-of-interning-i-met-someone.html

Would you mind reminding our mentors that we don't officially start until September 5? I would love a little break with my family, but don't want to appear the lazy slacker.

Thanks for all you do,
Tim

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Timmy

Two things: No surprise that you made a fool of yourself with that Jeramiah dude and it is too late to appear less than a lazy slacker. Hope the rest of the year goes better.

Joe Matthews
306 MCKB
McKay School of Education
Educational Leadership and Foundations
Brigham Young University
Provo, UT 84602

Telephone 801-422-6388

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Aug 22

Hey Homies, I miss you all like the deserts miss the rain.

Does anyone have a list of our school assignments for the year? I'm thinking I should contact my first school, but I can't remember which one it is. I don't want to call my second or third assigned school, mistakenly assuming they're my first and talking to them as if they were. That would probably make me look pretty stupid. So if you have that info., and could forward it to me, I'd appreciate it.

All my love,

Aaron

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Aug 27

LPP!

Though I was not home, Carolyn dropped off the gift from LPP for my family. THANK YOU! It means so much to me that you would all be so thoughtful. You guys are the best.

Life is fun at Hunter. Today is the first day with kids, and it’s been hallway monitoring and getting kids to class and all that fun stuff.

Anyway, we've had two safe-school violations today, lots of dress code violations, and other fun watch-dog-type-stuff.

Remember to drop everyone a line when you have a chance; the connection means the world to me (and I believe everyone else).

Christian Rauch

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Aug 29

Hi Everybody,

We need some stories, or some "firsts" of things that are happening at your schools!

I think I may have a first - Second day of school, I end up with a young man in handcuffs in my office. Poor kid was written up for illegal substance abuse, and criminal mischief and had his permit to attend our school revoked.

Any other "firsts" out there and is mine a first?

Hope all is going well, I love my internship and the people I'm working with. Enjoy the holiday, the real work is about to begin.

Barb

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Aug 30

Dear cohort friends,
While peeking longingly in teachers' classrooms on the first day, I did have the grand experience of feeling the power of a walkie talkie and getting kids to class. But once again, in this small task, I felt the opportunity to touch kids' lives. I saw a sad looking little Hispanic girl sitting on a bench in the hallway about five minutes after class had started. I just went over and sat beside her and asked where she thought she should be. She started to tear up and said, "I am just so tired. I had a baby six days ago and gave him up for adoption." Taken back, I expressed my concern for her and my gratitude for her being at school. I then asked her if I could just walk with her to class if we took it slow. She obliged and as I patted her shoulder and sent her in, I realized that opportunities to touch lives often come when we least expect them.

I missed one day for my husband's surgery - next day –got a phone all from a desperate daughter in New York who lost her wallet. No money and no ID and alone! Later that night police officer came to her dorm and said he wanted to meet the luckiest girl in New York City - someone had turned in her wallet with all contents intact!

With this frantic life, I am still trying to be a good intern. Pleasant Grove is in the midst of construction chaos and handling it all with such administrative class. The construction crew hit a gas line and we had an all school evacuation on Tuesday. With the whole student body outside, black clouds loomed in and started a downpour.

I then got to go meet with Tommy and other interns and assistant principals at a district meeting. Having been through a downpour, I was not looking my best! I was put over the task of orchestrating the emotional move of six teachers to new classrooms because of the district's need for two of our portables which caused a domino effect. Because I could relate to the trauma of having to move the classroom so painstakingly prepared on the second day of school, this was a good job for me. I thought it would be nice to bring them boxes, so I went on an early morning Wal-Mart run and loaded up my husband's pick-up. I am not comfortable driving that beast anyway, so when I saw the flashing lights behind me on the freeway . . . What a nice police officer. He said instead of fining me $500 for littering boxes, he was going to help me tie them down. I am now creating lists of kids who need to retake the UBSCT with accommodations and organizing the hiring of a new office secretary - fun.

Hope all is well in the internship world with all of you. The staff at PG is great!

Good luck, Brenda

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Aug 30

Rachel and I were both at an Alpine District AYP meeting today and heard the words "confidence interval." I was so proud that I knew what they were talking about! Okay - Rachel knew and I barely knew - but still.

Brenda

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Aug 30

Hi Everyone,

I've also had an eventful week! I'm loving the high school experience. There's never a dull moment here. I've also been in on a drug bust, pregnant teen crisis, bullying, and lots of sluffing.
But what I'm really good at is picking up garbage in the halls after lunch. I've got that assignment down perfectly!

Let's continue to exchange stories until we can all talk in person!

Love,
Terri

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

First day of interning: I met someone famous

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Today was the first day of my first internship at Brighton High School. Yes, probably just like you, my principal gave me a ton of new assignments. Yada yada yada; bla bla bla.

BUT! Did you get to meet a celebrity on your first day? I did.

His name is Stan Ellsworth, and he played Jeremiah Johnson in the movie Church Ball. I got to help him register his daughter. And he looks (and acts) exactly how is in the movie. Dude, it was awesome!!!

I went up to him and, without even introducing myself, said, “I just want you to know that I loved that movie you were in!” I pretty much made a fool of myself, but who cares. He was very nice about it all.

(Tim)