Wednesday, April 30, 2014

What Teachers Really Need To Hear: A Reaction to What Students Really Need To Hear by C. Mielke

What Teachers Really Need To Hear: A Reaction to What Students Really Need To Hear by C. Mielke


Dear Teachers Everywhere,


I am going to assume that C. Mielke spoke for all teachers when he wrote his article “What Students Really Need To Hear”. So, for those of you who are doing your jobs and losing sleep over us students, thank you. I am truly indebted to you.


As a senior in highschool, I have been taught by many different teachers in my life, through two different school districts and online college classes. Some of these teachers have helped me to realize my potential and keep me motivated. I am looking forward to the future! Some of these teachers, on the other hand, have not. So for those of you who are doing your jobs and influencing your students in positive ways, thank you. Now, let’s look at Mr. C. Mielke’s article in more depth.


In the first part of his article, C. Mielke is telling students that teacher’s lose sleep over us at night because they worry and care about us. I would like to again, thank you, and also let you know that as students, we do the same thing. I can’t say that we care about your futures in the same way you care about ours, but we do care and we do appreciate you! Now, because I can’t speak for all students, I will stick to referring to myself for a moment.


I lose sleep thinking about making you satisfied and proud. I lose sleep thinking I am not living up to your standards. There is a lot of pressure on students; when I have outstanding teachers, I feel as if I need to be just as outstanding, which can be a little overwhelming sometimes. But, don’t worry, it’s a good feeling knowing I am are working hard for such amazing people. So thank you for fatiguing me.


Next, I’d like to point out that students also lose a lot of sleep because of the career we have. As long as you have careers as teachers, we have careers as students; we both have jobs to do. Us students are expected to do our homework every night plus study, participate in extracurricular activities, eat well balanced meals, keep good hygiene, have social lives, and get good amounts of sleep. Unfortunately, the good amounts of sleep thing doesn’t always happen. I know you expect a lot out of us and believe in us, but sometimes we need a break. It is hard being a kid, and even harder to be a student. As hard as we try, we can’t always live up to all of the expectations… but know when we come to school exhausted and fall asleep at our desks, it’s just because we are trying so hard to be successful. (Oh, and thanks for not letting us get away with it.)


Moving on. C. Mielke points out the fact that school is about a lot more than academics. For instance, he sees school as a learning opportunity for dealing with harsh situations and adversity. I’d like to say that I totally agree, and that is one of the hardest lessons of all! If overcoming adversity was a school subject that students were graded on, I’m not sure many people would pass. It’s hard! Thankfully, students see you and how positively you see life and that makes us want to keep trudging on and working hard! As long as you keep doing your jobs, we’ll keep doing ours. Every once in a while we may need a little pick me up, a little kick in the butt… but we’ll get the message after a bit. And for the students that you see “quitting”, please understand that the adversities you talk about are indeed difficult and sometimes just too much for our poor teenage minds. Just remember that you guys are miracle workers and your passion and drive for teaching can help get us back on our feet!


Everyone learns a little differently and everyone has different circumstances they have to work around, but if you can adapt to us a little, we can adapt to them! Kind of like… I scratch your back, you scratch mine? Well, maybe it’s not quite the same, but you get the picture! Either way, we can all work together,students and teachers, to make each year of education a rewarding experience for everyone! You guys are all doing an incredible thing by caring about us, and not giving up; that’s what we need, someone to keep us in check!


Oh, one more thing. Students don’t just see you as teachers, but much more than that. You are nurturers, seconds mothers and second fathers, coaches, friends, leaders, role models, guides, motivators, clowns, lawyers, doctors, the occasional prison guard, geniuses, miracle workers, dancers and singers, warriors, and most of all our sidekicks, because without you, we wouldn’t be on the paths to greatness. As much as you bring us stress, we put it back on you, and yet you still give us comic relief during the day and love throughout our academic careers.


So I’d like to thank you again, for being there for us students. Those of you who truly have a passion for teaching and care about us, are real heroes. You all deserve raises.


With gratitude,
Grace

A future teacher

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Race: A Blackout Poem

I am of a black father and a white mother. 
I identify as I am viewed.
I am proud.

Yet, racial identity is a matter among arguments.
It means choice. 
It is not observations of skin. 
The portraits and photographs direct narrow stereotypes that divide us. 

A matter of choice in legal standards.
In time, one's sole and blood. 

The series of assumptions made about race by others have power. 
The portraits, the faces, colors and stories define society. 

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Soundtrack of my Life

My life has been full of surprises, both good and bad. Thankfully, music has always been right there by my side to let me wallow in my pain, rejoice in my jubilation, and all in all, express myself. Recently, I created a soundtrack of my life with songs that accurately illustrate events in my life that have made a huge impact on who I am today. I'd like to share a couple of those songs with you and tell you what they mean to me. For those of you who don't know me, they may seem rather bizarre out of context, but I promise... they all have meaning. Please, feel free to comment with questions about the songs I post. Also, if you find yourself curious about the rest of my life's soundtrack, let me know and perhaps we can go a little deeper into the life of the Girl Behind the Keyboard. For now, we will start with one rather dismal event from my early childhood and an event from my high school day's that gave me both hope and happiness. 
Enjoy, fellow bloggers.

"Warrior" by Demi Lovato
My parents got a divorce three months before I was born; unfortunately, their divorce carried with them after I was born and their burdens were passed on to me. When I was three years old, my father lacked custody of me, which was not okay with him. I was only three years old and didn't really understand what was going on; my dad didn't have any custody of me, because he was “a bad man”. So he could I would live with him, he abducted me (taking me from Des Moines, Iowa to Berkeley, California); he took me after a T-ball game. The abduction landed me in a foster home with two twin boys and a little mermaid themed bed room. My father abused me before and during the abduction, and again when I was nine years old, after he gained joint custody of me. These many occurrences are one event in my mind and the song “Warrior” by Demi Lovato helps me to illustrate those events; these events affected me both physically and emotionally. Lovato sings, “All the pain and the truth, I wear like a battle wound. So ashamed, so confused; I was broken and bruised. Now i’m a warrior, now i’ve got thicker skin. I’m a warrior, I’m stronger than I’ve ever been”. I can relate to Lovato’s song through and through; from the pain to the strength, I really have become a warrior.


“Good Morning” by Mandisa
I could go on and on about this event, but I will spare you by simply giving you the basic details. HOBY has been one of the most meaningful, eventful experiences of my life. HOBY is a leadership seminar that I had the privilege of attending when I was a sophomore in high school. I then became Okoboji's 2011-2012 HOBY Ambassador. I met a few hundred incredible people! I participated in service projects, listened to incredible motivational speakers, and realized that I had a role to fulfill in life and things were going to start looking up for me. I started to focus on my dreams, goals, and friends who were positive and could build me up. Good Morning was the first song that I went up on stage at HOBY to dance too! I had such an incredible time and I really did start looking towards Good Mornings!

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Gratitude Evaporates Frustration


I'm thankful for...

The warm sun that shines down on me. 
The soothing chords in a melody.

The two human beings that gave me sweet life.
The fork I eat my food with, and to cut it, the knife.

The fatty meat, as well as the healthy greens. 
The gourmet meals and the pork and beans.
The nerves and senses that help keep me keen.
The personalities I see from the kind to the mean.

The computers and phones that help the future grow.
The wonderful books that let imagination show.

The small house I live in that is truly a home.
The big world I live in where I freely roam. 

I am thankful.

Friday, April 4, 2014

Where I'm From

I am from balloons, from Scamp, and Netflix.
I am from butterfly kisses and footie pajamas.
I am from a small, hectic, cluttered box.


I am from the sage and the sun, comforting and warm. I am from xes and os, nappy curls and slick Moroccan oil. From Mom and Dad; Omi and Cuckoo; GG and Val; and from Schoenthal and Williamson; Finley and Muse.


I am from the fights and confusion, the silly and the simple.
From “If she’s not there, she doesn't love you,” and “I will always love you”.
I am from trust and respect, from manipulation and fear, from here and there.

I am from spirit and soul, from hymns and bibles, from togetherness and inner peace.
I'm from the Caucasians and the Negroes, the peach, brown, and the gold. From Germany and Scotland, from the reservations and the African plains. I am from Jesus Christ Superstar and Hair. I am from Tarzan and the Lion King.

I am from “What? I’m not eating that?” and “Wow, that’s good”. From the organic meals and beautiful gardens.

From the plane ride back from Cali, the Thomas the Tank suitcase, and the foster mom with the twin boys. From Chuck E Cheese, the twisted cousins, and so much noise. I am from the birthdays and Christmases, the weddings and funerals, the happiness and sorrow.

I am from the beat, the land, the music, the wonder.
I am from leadership, friendship, and support.
I am from the grateful and the thankful, from the blessed with beautiful life.
I am from passion and lack of judgment. I am from Disney and song.
I am from “Stop, Breath, Relax”, from the laughter and joy, from the family who will forever be one.

I am from anything but ordinary.