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As if the nightmares weren't enough, I'm finally convinced I have some unresolved issues with my time spent with the OUSD. I started ranting about how the administration, aides, and teachers treat special ed. students and how I feel absolutely powerless to do anything except hang out with the kids for a day before going to my next assignment. In my defense I'd had 14 shots of sake and a beer. I thought. Turned out it was actually 16 shots of sake, a beer, and a chug of tequila. I woke up with almost no hangover. There's a possibility the weird feeling in my stomach was just hunger.
Sierra's birthday was this weekend, where I got to meet her friends and family. We really need to hang out more than once a year.
After the big birthday bash at a sushi restaurant with all-you-can-drink sake (apparently I don't know when how to quit) we all went to a Best Western where more drinking ensued (alcohol and water, because I can learn from past mistakes). In the morning we got breakfast/lunch at Denny's before a showing of "Inglourious Basterds." It was basically a retelling of WWII as all Americans wanted it to end - with an American Jew machine-gunning Hitler in the face as a French Jew burned down a theatre full of Nazis.
Unfortunately, I had to leave and couldn't stay to watch "District 9" with Sierra, her boyfriend Hogan, and Sierra's cousin because I had to get home and get a good night's sleep for my interview the next day. Two of Sierra's friends were nice enough to give me a ride to the Emeryville train station on their way to San Francisco.
My interview went well. I wouldn't be surprised if I didn't get the job - I'm 23 and therefore inexperienced. But I met with the director of special education for the Natomas Unified School District and she told me to apply for a sub job and for all the other many special ed. aide jobs out there. So methinks she liked me a bit? I was probably a tool during the interview, albeit a sincere tool. The problem is all my honest answers are sincere - I don't know why I prefer special ed. to general ed., I just do. It's more rewarding work and I don't want to hop around from school to school anymore, I want to stay with a class and do my best to help them get mainstreamed, and if they can't eventually join a general ed. classroom then I want them to graduate high school, get a job, take some college courses, and live on their own some day. My biggest strength is that I honest to God care about those kids. My biggest weakness is discipline, because it's so hard to tell them no. But I'm working on it.
See what I mean? It just sounds forced, like that's what I'm supposed to say. But I mean it.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SIERRA! I'll call you next time I'm in your area.
Sierra's birthday was this weekend, where I got to meet her friends and family. We really need to hang out more than once a year.
After the big birthday bash at a sushi restaurant with all-you-can-drink sake (apparently I don't know when how to quit) we all went to a Best Western where more drinking ensued (alcohol and water, because I can learn from past mistakes). In the morning we got breakfast/lunch at Denny's before a showing of "Inglourious Basterds." It was basically a retelling of WWII as all Americans wanted it to end - with an American Jew machine-gunning Hitler in the face as a French Jew burned down a theatre full of Nazis.
Unfortunately, I had to leave and couldn't stay to watch "District 9" with Sierra, her boyfriend Hogan, and Sierra's cousin because I had to get home and get a good night's sleep for my interview the next day. Two of Sierra's friends were nice enough to give me a ride to the Emeryville train station on their way to San Francisco.
My interview went well. I wouldn't be surprised if I didn't get the job - I'm 23 and therefore inexperienced. But I met with the director of special education for the Natomas Unified School District and she told me to apply for a sub job and for all the other many special ed. aide jobs out there. So methinks she liked me a bit? I was probably a tool during the interview, albeit a sincere tool. The problem is all my honest answers are sincere - I don't know why I prefer special ed. to general ed., I just do. It's more rewarding work and I don't want to hop around from school to school anymore, I want to stay with a class and do my best to help them get mainstreamed, and if they can't eventually join a general ed. classroom then I want them to graduate high school, get a job, take some college courses, and live on their own some day. My biggest strength is that I honest to God care about those kids. My biggest weakness is discipline, because it's so hard to tell them no. But I'm working on it.
See what I mean? It just sounds forced, like that's what I'm supposed to say. But I mean it.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SIERRA! I'll call you next time I'm in your area.