C'est la vie

Friday, July 06, 2007

So yeah...

It's been awhile since I've posted...I really haven't been too busy (although perhaps a little more busy than most)...I just haven't had much to say. I've been seeing my friends a little more, which is cool. I leave in less than 3 months (can you believe it??) and I would like to spend as much time as possible with them. I got fired (laid off) from Children, Inc...which I think is pretty shitty, but I've been able to pick up extra shifts at the Children's Home, which is cool. Everybody there is a lot of fun to hang out with and it's been great getting to know people better. I don't really have a whole lot to say right now, but I didn't want to get out of the habit of posting. I guess I'm just living day to day, trying to get by...I'm not sure if I've talked about this on here or not, but I've recently reached a decision that I don't particularly want to teach in a general edu. setting. Lately my dream teaching job is to teach in a hospital's children's psych ward or maybe at a children's home (either DCCH or another one). I have no interest in having my own classroom and I just want to help those kids who seem out of reach. I am determined to touch lives in my lifetime and make an impact on people. I'm not sure whether or not this idea will change b/c I tend to do that, and I'm sure that Australia will impact my teaching in some way, and I'm not sure how yet. But as of right now, this is what I'm interested in. I want to help people...pretty vague, but that's the main idea right now, especially children. I believe that everyone deserves a chance to dream and strive to reach those dreams...if I can help make that happen for one child, then I can consider my life a success...lol, at least I think. I don't know, maybe I'll never be satisfied, but I do know that I'm not going to sit around and wait for greatness to find me...I'm going to seek it out so that I can make a difference...

The Road Not Taken
By Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;


Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,


And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.


I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

I want to walk on a path that hasn't been touched before

2 Comments:

Blogger Smess said...

Or another thought I had today was that I might teach in a Juvenial Detention Center...how awesome would that be??

July 9, 2007 at 2:16 PM  
Blogger Brea-Anne said...

so I've been reading over your posts. i'm a little outta it today but i do know that i want to tell you that i will miss you soooo much when you're in australia. i makes me sad that we don't get to spend any time together but i know we are both so very busy. i love you! here's the lyrics to the song that makes me think of you:
I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you:

Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good

It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend:
Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you:


Because I knew you:
I have been changed for good


And just to clear the air
I ask forgiveness
For the things I've done you blame me for

But then, I guess we know
There's blame to share
And none of it seems to matter anymore

Like a comet pulled Like a ship blown
From orbit as it Off it's mooring
Passes a sun, like By a wind off the
A stream that meets Sea, like a seed
A boulder, half-way Dropped by a
Through the wood Bird in the wood

Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
I do believe I have been changed for the better?

And because I knew you:
Because I knew you:
Because I knew you:
I have been changed for good.

August 1, 2007 at 8:45 AM  

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