More Proof That I Know Nothing

Saturday was a jam-packed day! I was taking a group of cub scouts over the bridge to Philadelphia to visit a radio station at 1. We had to be at the "meeting point"  (we were carpooling since I couldn't fit 6 cubs and 6 parents in one car) at 11:45. I had plenty of time to run to Mt. Holly and pick up my motorcycle. She had been in the shop for a week and I was really anxious to get her out of jail, and on the open road. "Look at me, I'm a master-multi-tasker," I gleefully thought as I rounded up my guys and we took off to rescue my Kaw.

We walked in, and I marched my black riding boots up to the service desk, armor-jacket on, and helmet in hand ready to roll. "Mike" informed me that I needed a new battery. "I don't have time for a new battery" I thought panic-stricken. "I'm on a deadline here." But, time or not, I needed a new battery. So I waited.

It was about 20 minutes that seemed as though it were 20 hours, but I was finally ready to take her home. Bob took off ahead of me and I rode behind the car occasionally waving at Rob who kept turning in his seat to watch me ride. As we turned onto Route 206, the road was blocked and there was a terrible accident. We were detoured and continued home with never a second thought.

This morning Bob emailed me a news link. The headline read:

STATE POLICE: 2 dead after motorcycle collides with police cruiser

The police officer was on his way up 206 to another accident and collided with a motorcyclist and passenger. I saw the police cruiser with the driver's side door completely crunched. I didn't see the motorcycle from the main road. Neither the driver nor the passenger survived.

If I hadn't waited for that battery, that very well could have been ME involved in that accident. While the fate of those two people is indeed tragic, what I am amazed at is while I was standing at the store annoyed because I was being late for an appointment I had meticulously calculated, God knew all my planning couldn't account for what He already knew was happening, and spared me.

God is good, friends.

Nobody's perfect... not even me.

No, I didn't get an A on that OPEN BOOK test. In fact, I got a B... MINUS! To say I was livid is like saying there was a bit of water in Japan. I mean, I was irate!

But I had time to think about it, and I said to myself, "If Robbie came home from school with a B-, would you be this mad?" No, of course I wouldn't as long as I knew he had done his best. As much as I hate to admit it, a B- was actually my best (on an open book test... I know!). Every single question I got wrong was a question I narrowed down to 2 possible answers. Each time, I chose the wrong one. It wasn't "the most correct answer." (I'm still irritated by the type of test it was, but I digress)

So, my perfect 4.0 GPA is gone. Actually, I am surprised I had it for an entire year! I'm just a regular person. I'm not super-mom, I'm not Den Mom of the Year. Heck, if I'm "Mom of the Day" I consider it successful!

However, I do have homework to attend to now... Just because I didn't get an A doesn't mean I stop trying!

Half way through the semester...

I had 2 mid-terms this week; P&T (Practices and Techniques of Teaching) was my horrendous Monday night exam. Nearly 3 hours of constant writing! That was a tough one! I'm not sure how I did. This professor seems like an easy grader as long as you can show you know a little of what he's talking about. I'm pretty sure I passed it, but by how much? That is the question...

Last night I had my Literacy Development mid-term exam... I thought for sure that would be an easier test because it was multiple choice and OPEN BOOK! Uh, no... it was one of those "choose the answer that is the MOST correct." DOH! I HATE THOSE! Again, I am fairly certain I passed, but I really wanted an A. If I maintain an A in the class, I will not have to take the final.

This afternoon I'm part of a panel of pre-service teachers who are presenting at Stockton on the integration of technology using iPod Touches (which we were all given at the beginning of the semester). We are supposed to be using them and presenting exactly what we're doing with them this afternoon. I've put together my Keynote Presentation and I practiced it a few times. Now, let's see if I crack under the pressure!

Meanwhile, I'm still going to my fieldwork school 2 days a week. I am wrapping up all the projects I need to, but I must admit, I'm falling a bit behind. This week, I've got to step up my lesson plans and analysis of the school's Reading and Math curriculum. My semester ends in May. I will have about a week off, and then I begin my first summer session. Luckily, it's just 1 class to worry about. When that ends, I begin my 2nd summer session with 1 more class. That will run until the end of summer when I begin my fall semester of full-time classes again.

Oh did I mention sometime this summer in between classes and being a full-time Mommy I've got to take my Praxis II?! YIKES!