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A new year...

2010-01-17T19:11:00.002-05:00

2010.

A new decade. A new year. A new you.

NEW, NEW, NEW.

What is our obsession with new? And must we rid ourselves of all old, just forget about it? And why do we decide this, think about it on the eve of a new year more than the rest?

As we pass the first week of the new year, a passage has been stuck in my head...

"Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you.
See, darkness covers the earth and thick darkness is over the peoples, but the Lord rises upon you and his glory appears over you."
Isaiah 60:1-2

To arise means you are starting at a place of having been knocked down. This means acceptance of the face that something has dropped you to your knees, maybe even thrown you down face first. To be face down in the dirt grants you an awareness of the fact that you are dirty, that others are “cleaner” than you. Those that do not get knocked down in this area that has beaten you have a stronger sense of how to stand strong. As we look up at those who are standing around us, we have to wonder what made me lose my footing? Where did my grasp slip? Was I holding onto something that I shouldn’t have? Was I standing on a weak foundation? And how in the world do I climb up from this mess? I am laying here face first in the muck of my life and the idea of even taking one step scares me. What if I fail again? What if I hold on to the wrong thing or person again? How do I clean myself up from this? Can I clean myself up from this because it feels as if the dirt and muck have consumed every pore of my body, that it is oozing into my entire being.

The act of rising takes courage and faith. The act of rising is a recognition of the fact that we have failed miserably. It also means that because we have failed and fallen, we are most likely to stumble again. If it happened once, can it not happen again?

But there is something so earthy and real about clinging on to the Lord, of holding on to Him so tightly, and knowing that I, if left on my own, will most certainly fail. I am rotten, ignorant, selfish, judgmental, moody, and extremely emotional at times (sometimes more than others). Yet how deep the Father’s love is for us...that even as we lay before Him a rotten mess, He is showering us with love and grace. That by simply trusting that He is with us, will never leave us, and will always walk with us...we are made clean. By choosing to move forward, to rise up out of the ashes of our sin, a new day comes. To trust that God rises upon us...

Day after day I fail. As this new year arrived, this new decade, I felt overwhelmed with the media blasting how this is our chance to proclaim this “new me.” I became increasingly aware of the fact that as everyone seemed to be seeking to “recreate” themselves into a “new” person, I still struggled with sin. Some of it the same old thing, some of it new.

And over and over as I read this passage in Isaiah I realized just how BIG our God is. My God does not expect me to recreate myself. God does not expect me to “have it all together.” God does not expect me to succeed at everything, or even much at all on my own. For it is only by the grace of God that anything good comes of what I do. All God desires of me is to CHOOSE Him daily. Over and over again God desires me to “become new” by choosing to love and honor and obey Him. Just to see the depth of our sin alone takes courage and trust, faith to believe that God will pull you out of the muck of your sin. To believe more in the work God can do and is doing than my ability to keep myself from falling.

So, Happy NEW Year!!! Here’s to a new decade, a new year, and a new attitude that God is BIGGER than I ever imagined, and that life walking with Him can also be bigger and fuller than I ever thought!

Isn't it all about the journey?

2009-11-07T23:47:00.004-05:00

I sat tonight reliving my college years, watching the Eastern women's team dominate DeSalles University in volleyball. They won the conference championship and I sat there thinking about my years playing, how at times now I wish I could be back in that moment. I wish at times that I could spend two hours each day practicing the game I love. I wish at times that I still had the opportunity to spend time with quality girls bonding in hotels and at tournaments. I wish that I still was under the wing of a few coaches and other mentors that were present during the college years.

Yet at the same time I sat there thinking those things I remembered that there is a season for everything...and that maybe it isn't so much about me wanting to relive those years as I want to relive those years and enjoy them for what they are. Rather than get so frustrated at times because of circumstances, always wanting more yet never able to really rest in the moment and accept it for what it was. Hindsight is always 20-20 right? Looking back I think I would be able to "relive" those years because of the perspective I have gained years later.

I want to relive those years because I want to live them embracing the hard work that it entails, to understand that while high expectations are for all, results are not always the same on the court. But working towards those high expectations is what matters, and what brings out the most in each individual. In turn, each person yields something unique and entirely necessary to the heart of a team.

So now I sit here contemplating life in this very moment.

How am I living it?

Am I walking with an awareness of the journey, embracing each step along the way? Recognizing suffering for what it is, searching for the lessons that God is teaching me, and seeking to honor Him along the way?

If I had to take a stab at it, I would say no. But although it isn't a new year...can this be my new "resolution?" After all, we never know what tomorrow brings, and as one of my first crew disciplers always said, "Wherever you are, be all there."

A Toast to 2009

2009-01-04T21:00:00.002-05:00

“This young adventurer with his thirst for knowledge and his great capacity to love shows us how reality, if properly interpreted, can permeate a human being to the point of changing his or her way of thinking.”
~ comments about Ernesto ‘Che’ Guevara, by Aleida Guevara March, in The Motorcycle Diaries ~

My desire in documenting the journey of an urban educator is to do just this...to show “how reality can permeate a human being to the point of changing his or her way of thinking.” I am not here solely to teach the children in front of me each day but also to educate those outside the city of the heart and soul that thrives within the individuals I am in contact with each day. We are all one people and similar in more ways than we can even imagine. Our hearts yearn for love, acceptance and relationship. The choices we make are mere reflections of where our hearts are at and the environment around us. As the stories flow onto this page, may your heart be captured by these men, women and children and the ways in which they chase after their dreams. Dreams look different to every person and every situation, but the decision to chase after one’s dreams make them grand and admirable. Breathe them in, cherish them, and begin to chase after your dreams...for only this pursuit will inspire those around you to do the same. The Lord calls us to chase after him by loving those around us, through genuine and humble service to others and pure worship to God alone. May His gift of grace set your heart on fire to love those around you.

A New Year
As I start to write I am seated at home watching the Steelers take on the Browns, a few days before the new year. I contemplate what this year has brought and what next year has in store. As usual there are vague ideas that run through my head but I have learned to not have plans too detailed or expectations too specific. Since I haven’t written much this year I wanted to give a little update on the year so far at JPA. Our school, previously called “G & Hunting Park Elementary School” was renamed Juniata Park Academy. Yay for having an official school name!

I am teaching 5th and 6th grade learning support this year, so although this is once again a change from last year there are many blessings to this!
1. I have taught both curriculums in the past! Never both at once but I have some familiarity with them!
2. The ladies I teach with (the regular ed. teachers) are AWESOME! Two new teachers, one 2nd year and all three are extremely flexible, supportive and fantastic teachers! They have made this year so much better!
3. I will have the opportunity (if I stay in this position next year) to work with students 2 years in a row. Next year I will have my 5th graders in 6th grade and that continuity will make so much of a difference!

School Activities, Climate, & Relationships:
I have had the awesome opportunity to get to know some amazing people at this school and feel so incredibly blessed to work with the teachers I do! I have made some great friends and look forward to continue working with them over the years! (Praying that they all stick around for awhile...) As for relationships with students, I have had a fun time getting to see former students in the halls. A trip to Eastern to show some girls a college volleyball game proved to be a great memory as they danced, laughed, and made up their own cheers for EU. In addition it was awesome to walk into school this year knowing the students ahead of time. My friend came over from Clemente to join our staff at JPA and I was able to help him with the Puerto Rican Day Parade. Walking through downtown with 80 kids dancing salsa and singing in Spanish was an awesome way to get to know more of the kids at school.

I need to take time to reflect on the highlights of the year as this year has also been really tough emotionally, physically, mentally and spiritually. I have struggled with the busyness of taking two grad classes while teaching, trying to get some time in running, playing volleyball and spending time with my bible study ladies and friends. Many days I was unsuccessful at being prepared for one situation or the other and I have realized that I do not do well when I am stretched so thin. No one does but for some reason I have a tendency to think that I am superwoman. I hate feeling like I am not doing anything well; teaching, being a student, a mentor, a coworker, or a friend. I also have learned how much I rely on the relational aspect of my job. This year has been tough as I often feel that I do not know my students very well...

Through all of this though, God has been unbelievably gracious, forgiving and generous! Over and over again I have found myself in the arms of a friend that has taken the time to listen and to encourage! Praise God for my church family, for the Ya-Ya’s (our ladies Bible Study), for my coworkers, my family, and for my bestest friends. God has reminded me time and time again that He loves me unconditionally through their love.

As I head into the new year I am reminded that our efforts have absolutely nothing to do with God’s love for us. God’s love is so much bigger than we can ever imagine. His grace covers us and protects us in ways we can only begin to fathom. Praise God for being the Father that walks next to us, puts his arms around us, wipes our tears away, and shelters us from harm under the shadow of his wings. There have been so many blessings over the last few months, at a time when I have often wondered what I am doing here. Many questions and few direct answers yet I have a new outlook. I have learned that in times like this God calls us to be faithful and as we ponder what that might mean I believe that for now it is found in this...

To wake each morning and spend time with the Lord. To study his Words and strive to apply them daily to the best of our ability and through His grace. To trust with all that is within you, even when it feels like it’s so very little. To believe that although you struggle to see God’s purpose, He is ever-present and always working for good.

I believe that although I am so great a sinner, and continue to be so, God is good. God is at work and desires my heart just as much when I feel a mess as he does when I feel I have it altogether. Praying that this new year will be a blessing to His Kingdom.

Gloria a Dios!

STAR Partner quotes

2008-12-18T21:26:00.000-05:00

So this is the second year I've asked some of my friends and family to "sponsor" a student. Basically they are supporters, pen pals, and friends to a 5th or 6th grader in my class. The kids LOVE getting mail and getting to know new people (and more so I think they enjoy getting to hear some funny stories about me!). The following are some of my favorite quotes from the first round of letters they sent out! Enjoy!

STAR Partners…2008-2009…
- What do you like to do in your free time? FS - “Art. I will show you ok.”

- What is your family like? – RD – They are fun but sometimes bossy.

- Favorite Food: RP - MickeDanolls (McDonalds)

- Favorite Food: DS – Blue. I have a room.

- Likes & dislikes about school: JO – I like getting awards and getting credit. I dislike detention & consequences. SS – I like math and I don’t like to test.o CS – I dislike recess when it rains

- If you could have one wish what would it be? FS - To have magical power to make all my wishes come true. MP – I wish to not go to school. JO – To be 16 years old and drive a corvette. BG – I wish my uncle won’t go back to jail. RR – to go to Florida with my family. FB – I want to be a superstar. DS – I would go paintball.

- ?’s about school: FS - How can we get more help for kids to learn? RD – Do you have to get all 100’s to go to college? JC – How do you learn Spanish? MS – Do we get our own room?

- If you could meet one person who would it be? RD – Barack Obama, because if he wins the election I would like to see the first black president. JC - It will be a girl because I like girls. MA – My Dad because I don’t know him and he is in jail and why because my mom told me. It’s my biggest dream. I think my mom will hold me back because if somebody try to fight.

- What do you want to be? SS – I want to be a cop when I grow up so I can save people. GM – I would like to be FBI because I could help my world. JC – I will like to be a train driver. BG – I want to be a tattoo artist because I like to be artist. BG – I want to be a roofer. MS – I would be a cop b/c my dad’s friend died.

- Biggest Dream: My biggest dream was when I was having a dream about a scary movie. JC – To be a professional skateboarder. EQ – My biggest dream is to go to my favorite rock band concert. FB – I would like to go to school everyday. (I swear I did not prompt this student...)

- Do you know steps to achieve your dreams? DS – I think achieve means to be good at something and be proud of it I think what might be holding me back is people teasing me just because I am different. JC – I want to know how do they make a ruler.?

Never a dull moment...and I'm definitely looking forward to the rest of this year! Keep the letters coming guys and thanks for investing in my students!

27 years...27 dresses?

2008-12-07T21:15:00.000-05:00

So apparently I have some of the most AMAZING friends in the world. This is not news to me, but since they were so wonderful and fun and creative on my birthday I decided to broadcast this to everyone around me!

I was informed I needed an old bridesmaid dress back in Philly for my birthday. I didn't even allow the wheels to turn but just followed directions and showed up at Betsy's house on time. Turns out they planned a 27 Dresses themed birthday night for me! Complete with dinner at the Hibachi restaurant at Penn's Landing and then lots of time to hang with the girls back at the house! A picture is below for those of you far from home who were just dying to know what the plan was! :) We got lots of stares and questions but I kind of decided that we should all go out at least once a year like this...we've got the dresses - live it up right! Here's to amazing friends!

Fall Roomie Retreat

2008-11-11T21:35:00.000-05:00

24 hours away. You'd think we were in Jamaica for 7 days if you saw how excited we were to escape the city! Instead my roomie planned a getaway for us. What a blessing! I am so thankful for her presence in my life. We spent the night catching up, singing and laughing in the car, "hiking," watching a girly movie, and shopping up in the Poconos. Yay for retreats as a way to escape from the insanity of life!

I heart you Yuan!

Baking Cookies

2008-10-09T22:54:00.002-04:00

So I've come to adore the knocks on my front door...knowing full well who my visitors are. There are times I think I am annoyed at the kids down the block, yet every time I open my door to their smiling faces, hugs, and "Can I come in Miss Abby?" I change my mind. My heart simply yearns to spend more time hanging out with them...something my schedule does not allow this semester.

I spent the summer shooting hoops, recruiting them to help in the backyard, with the flowers, play games with, or to wash the car. They are part of my family here in Philly and I love it!

Today, the long awaited day arrived. We made cookies. I remember how many times I made cookies with my mom. We loved every minute of it. As I showed them De and Keenan how to make cookies we talked about school and sports. We talked about what we'd make next. I asked them if they had ever made cookies before. "NO," they responded quickly, with cookie dough all over their fingers, spooning the balls onto the trays then gazing longingly at the dough left in the bowl. How quickly little fingers can work at cookie dough! And how excited they were to take some home to their family! They informed me that if I must take the rest in to my students at school, "they better be good to get one of these cookies." "Or else," Keenan said, "I'm gonna have to come find them." I ensured them that I'd only give them to the "good ones," and only then would he head home again, informing me that for our next cooking time we should make "those peanut butter rice krispy things again."

If you ever want to bake and feel like a kid again...come on over!

It's okay Robert.

2008-09-19T22:43:00.000-04:00

I was sitting with my fifth graders today working on some math problems, when the phone in my room rang. My principal called and asked for one of my boys, Robert, to report to her office ASAP. Turns out someone in his family was sick, but that's about all he could share. After checking with the principal I found out everyone was okay and realized that he just needed time and space to deal with things. The reason I am sharing this is because I saw the most genuine and sincere response from one of my other students. Giovanni instantly told me, in a whisper, that Robert was crying. Then he went right over and started rubbing Robert's back. Over and over again he said, "It's okay Robert, it's okay." Then, a look of determination came over his face as he declared to us, "I know, we'll pray." By that point we were in the middle of transitioning back to class, but I couldn't help but let them walk ahead of me as I prayed myself. Did this young guy just suggest to pray? Does he believe in the same God? Does his family go to church?

As I watched this moment I was so touched by his response. Here is a kid who is loved at home. Here is a kid who was willing to walk over to a boy twice his size and comfort him. In a culture where pride and toughness is revered this boy didn't think twice. I was also touched by the simple fact that my God is at work.

A Great Speech!

2008-09-13T22:10:00.002-04:00

Check this out, especially if you work with kids! This little guy is AMAZING!!!

http://www.dallasisd.org/keynote.htm

Too tired right now but more tomorrow on the start of the school year! This kid's speech was inspiring though...which of my kiddos could this be?!?

September Already?

2008-09-01T20:20:00.002-04:00

Tomorrow is the big day! It's hard to believe that I am starting my fourth year of teaching already! I find that although I feel more prepared and genuinely excited to get started again, some things never change in Philadelphia!

I am trying to be patient and remember that the beginning of each year is a process trying to figure out schedules for servicing students according to their IEP's and then assigning teachers accordingly. I suppose the good thing is that these days I get to have a say in how things work rather than being in the dark until 8am on the first day with students! It's the little things right? :)

The next two days will be spent running around like crazy getting the classroom ready, copying IEP's, and sitting in/presenting at various meetings. So...here goes! Pray for my students, my relationships with coworkers, and all the opportunities I have at work to let the Lord shine through. Pray that I can humbly see all the Lord is teaching me, to not waste a moment, and to treasure each part of this year!

p.s. I am absolutely in awe of how God has provided for me here in Philly. I have been so blessed this week by the friends and community at my church. Praise God in the ways that he provides and shows up in huge and amazing ways. Praise God for the faithful and caring family I have found at church. There is something so deep and intimate about living in community.

Soul Squad

2008-08-22T20:09:00.003-04:00

I have had the privilege to get to know a group of kids over the last 3 years teaching Soul Squad (a Bible Study) with a fellow teacher and friend from church. The kids are all from the neighborhood, present and past students in the neighborhood middle school. This past week we took our annual summer trip to the state park to go swimming! This year, Praise God!, we had 15 kids go along! Kind of crazy on some levels, but always fun! We provide lunch and they help get themselves into the swimming pool. This year we had some kids who we hadn't heard from in a year or two and what a blessing. Pray for these kids. They are precious and many of them are doing well, but a few are entering or have entered high school and the atmosphere is a lot tougher, and often further from the immediate neighborhood.

Pray that they continue to smile - it is contagious!

Pray that we adults continue to invest in them, to make time for them

in the midst of busy teaching schedules.

Pray that relationships will deepen with each other, and with us,

and that we are bold in speaking words of faith, hope and love.

Pray that their fun energy continues and not be robbed by the

hard world around them.

Pray that the Lord will protect them,

that their hearts will be guarded,

that walls will be broken down and

that the Holy Spirit continues to move within their hearts.

Reese St.

2008-08-22T19:48:00.003-04:00

So I've spent the summer visiting family and friends, taking care of some appointments, taking care of my working friends by making dinner, helping move out of our first house in Philly (Goodbye Landlord Mike and Edgemont St...) and getting to know the neighbors on the block.

I have made lots of little friends on the block, spending much of my summer playing mancala, UNO, basketball, soccer, and sitting on the porch.

This summer has been difficult for a few reasons I'm not going to get into here, but as I look at some of these pictures I am reminded of how blessed I am. It's not everywhere that this kind of community happens. Most times I love living in the city, but sometimes I would give just about anything to sit by rolling hills, watching the sun go down. Then I think about how I would miss out on moments like the ones below. Meet my neighbors...and if come visit so you can hang out with them in person!

The boys playing soccer

the girls - who insisted on playing together, wanting nothing to do with the boys!

my most frequent visitors...

a budding football player, hoopster, and mancala star, all who enjoy pretzels

more than any other kids I know...

These are the precious faces I'd be missing if I lived elsewhere. The moments are priceless:

- driving up on the block hearing "Misss Abbbyyy" as one of the kids runs up to greet me.

- a suggestion that we should create a contract for yard work.

- trying to convince a 12-yr. old that he doesn't need girlfriend(s) at his age, let alone 4!

- teaching them how to play new games.

- letting them bake with me, and then sharing the goodies with their families.

- J, standing in my kitchen, "Miss Abby, you know you have everything a man wants."

Me, a little taken aback, "Um...what?"

J, gazing at the shelves, "You got mac n' cheese, shrimps, tacos, pork, chicken...all that a man loves."

Me, relieved, "Oohhh, well I guess if a woman knows how to cook huh?"

J, "Yup, a woman who can cook."

Me, "Good J, wait another 10 years before you start looking!"

...smiles all around!

End of the Year!!

2008-06-20T19:19:00.000-04:00

The last days of school I had some projects planned and special things to give my students. A huge blessing was that my sister and her husband were able to come help the kids collage picture frames. We finished the year having fun and talking about what we learned, famous quotes from the year, and favorite memories. A few are included below the pictures so enjoy their words rather than mine!

Annie with some kids

End of the year picture!

Gareth helping out

This is what they had to say about the year (in their own words)...

Positive things that happened in the classroom (unedited):

· We all telled things that happened to us and we made people be funney like laugh.

· When we had progress reports and when we got treated.

· Tickets.

· I like about this year that I was good. I like about me lerning. I like about this year I was being smart.

· My reading gared (grade) got high.

· The STAR Partners.

· My teacher is nice and mean.

· I like the STAR Partners.

Things Ms. Minnich should continue (unedited):

· Just do the same things that you did this year and you will be fine but do things for people birthdays.

· Do not stop teaching. The kids will love you like we do.

· She should continue giving out tickets from progress reports.

· The tickets and the STAR Partners.

· The STAR Partners and continue doing tickets.

· STAR Partners.

Obviously we have a long way to go, but it is clear that you have made an impact!

Thanks again to everyone...stay tuned for next year! This summer I'll be enjoying vacation!

FIELD DAY!!!

2008-06-06T18:59:00.000-04:00

Okay so let's be real...wasn't field day the BEST day of elementary school? Last year we had the opportunity to have field day for our 5th graders so we decided to try it this year at the new school! I'm not sure if the teachers or students were more excited about it getting approved but plans were put together quickly and we had a spirit week, penny wars and then on field day the three homerooms competed against each other. Enjoy the pics...I heart these kids!

Red = 206/200 -- my team!

The sponge relay!

Green = 208 - the class I taught for 2 weeks...

The mummy race...4 rolls of TP! Yes I know we filled up part of a landfill...forgive us!

Beach Race

Yellow team = Rm. 209

100+ kids, 3 teachers, 6 Dads helping, 8 games =FUN

Ice Cream Party

2008-05-07T18:50:00.001-04:00

The latest monthly reward was an ice cream party! They decided to reward me and work super hard so that every student was able to attend the reward party! Sometimes I think these moments are more exciting for me than for the kids. I had the privilege of serving them ice cream, teaching them how to serve one another, watching them dance and enjoy hanging out together. It's such a blessing to be able to sit...and watch them laugh and have fun together. There are times that all of us get on edge and a few of the kids have had their differences this year. All it takes is ice cream and some reggaedon (latino music) and everyone is friends! Enjoy the pictures of your STAR Partners below!

BACHATA!!!

FILLED with ice cream but still goofy!

Thank you again for your support!

Boys Volleyball

2008-05-01T17:54:00.001-04:00

As spring sports go in Philadelphia, baseball is by far the most popular for the boys. When I proposed playing boys volleyball to the students in my class, most of them raised their eyebrows and, not wanting to offend me, just let that be the end of the conversation. However, a few boys in my class raised the following question, "Miss, they gotta wear those shorts like the girls?" (a.k.a. spandex!) "NOOO" I replied, "we'll wear the basketball uniforms." A few looks of relief were noted but that was it.

A month later after much convincing and getting other teachers to help recruit students, we started practice with 8 players. The above 6 were the strong guys left at the end of the season. Five 6th graders and 1 7th grader - hopefully a good core for the next few years. These guys were full of energy and eager to learn how to play, frequently frustrated because they weren't as "good" as they wished. We started the season with me teaching the absolute basics to guys who had yet to see volleyball outside gym class or family picnics. All a little on the small side and young, they were confronted on many levels throughout the season. They were challenged in height, age, experience, and attitude. On each occasion we rose to some of those challenges, and fell short. Above all, I was extremely proud of how much they improved. The beginning of the season consisted of more balls hitting the gym walls than their forearms. Towards the end of the season, they could serve consistently, as well as pass correctly and a few could even set and hit with pretty good form. We learned a lot, as a team, and I as a coach to middle-school boys! They also learned that they LOVE my mom's rice krispy treats, telling me that if I was going to make treats for them to make something different, because there was "no way" I could make them as good as her! :)

If you're around, come check a game out next year...they love an audience!

Half Marathon

2008-04-30T19:36:00.000-04:00

Saturday morning runs at Wissahickon and Kelly Drives for months now. Miles upon miles pounded out on the trail and on the treadmill. Sunday the big day finally arrived. By "we" I mean that I had the pleasure of being accompanied by one of my best friends, Gretchen, her boyfriend Danny, and one of our pastors, Taehoo.

13.1 miles in the Lehigh Valley.

There were several highlights I wanted to share.

1. I actually enjoyed this race in its entirety, moreso than any other I have done (a whole 2!).

2. My parents were there to support us, eating dinner the night before and cheering me on throughout the race!

3. My roomie, Yuan, drove up to cheer me on also!

4. I finished a few minutes ahead of the time I trained for!

5. Once again - I actually enjoyed this race! And I got to meet up with two college friends and some cousins who also ran the race!

Blurry but there we are next to Danny, who is waving in the green shirt!

The Start...we're back in the mix of all those people

Laura's Wedding

2008-04-15T18:14:00.000-04:00

There is NOTHING like sneaking out of school as the bell rings, knowing that you won't be there the next few days! ESPECIALLY when it is to go to Florida in April AND for your sister's wedding!

I had the privilege of using a few personal days to head down early and celebrate with my family before the big day! Laura and Michael got married at the cutest little bungalow in Jacksonville. It was an intimate wedding at a beautiful garden behind the the bungalow downtown. They picked a fantastic place and everything was simple and absolutely exquisite! Just wanted to share a few pictures of the weekend for those of you that are curious!

Rehearsal...

AMAZING Greek food at the rehearsal dinner and hanging at the beach afterwards...

The BIG day and the newly married couple!

Our extending family...

A Mouse in the House

2008-04-09T00:00:00.002-04:00

So if you know me, you know I HATE mice! You would think that 3 years living in Philly rowhouses has cured that - but alas, you are wrong!

Tonight I came home to an empty house (of course!) and was greeted with the little tail of a mouse sticking out from our orange corner cupboard in the kitchen. Mind you this happened as I was heating up my dinner and running around the house. I go into "freak out" mode and start calling anyone and everyone. My dad laughes as he tells me to get a broom and sweep it onto a newspaper (why this doesn't occur to me before I have no idea...).

OK!

Hang up and try that but no joke - the little tail wouldn't budge! Kind of panicking at this point, knowing that I just need to get the guts to grab it with something...if I do it once then maybe I'll be released from this fear of mine.

Instead, I take one last peek outside the front door to see if someone will at least come keep me company while I do this and...I see five of the neighbor kids outside.

"Um, Eddy? Can you do me a favor?"

"Sure Miss, what's up?"

"Um, I know I'm a wimp but there's a dead mouse in my kitchen. Can one of you guys come grab it or something?"

As they look at each other and laugh..."Sure Miss."

So we walk into the kitchen and the one boy gets down and tries to pull it out. "Miss, it's sticky or something." I know, I tried to get it out with a broom! Finally he grabs it and throws it in the trash, me telling them thank you every two steps as we walk to the door!!

I need to work on this area....but can I count this as a way to build relationships?! :) I think I made a few friends tonight and I KNOW that they are spreading word around school that Ms. Minnich asked them to get a dead mouse out. Whatever it takes huh?

Turning Soup into Light and Hope

2008-03-20T16:29:00.006-04:00

Pounds of roast beef

Pounds of carrots, onions, celery, potatoes.

Cans and cans of diced tomatoes.

12 burners filled with large pots of boiling water.

Well this isn't a math problem and I'm not going to ask you how many quarts of soup this can make - I'm going to tell you! Yesterday I made (moreso, my mother and father!, with my help) about 110 quarts of beef vegetable soup. My goal was to raise money to support the children of San Salvador that I spent time with this summer. There is an amazing organization called the Hope House that serves a homeless community. A volunteer psychologist comes to work with street children there but the building is without electricity.

The amazingly generous, loving, and supportive people of my home church community stood behind me and so far we have sold 134 quarts of soup (some to be delivered at a later time!) and raised another $200-300 in additional support and donations! Along with a grant from Thrivent Lutheran we will have raise at least $1000 for the Hope House! Don't listen when people say everything in this world is corrupt. There are amazing people who are willing and eager to support just causes! Thank you to my church family at home - and kids in El Salvador - get ready!

My awesome mom working hard -
she was the woman behind the success!

Why you got salad on your sandwich?

2008-03-20T16:11:00.005-04:00

Friday I had the opportunity to take a few kids to Wendy's as a reward for working hard in school. Usually these trips end up being a bigger reward to me than the kids - but I'm not sure!

After deliberating in line about what they would get, each of the three decided on chicken nuggets, fries, and a coke. I ordered a chicken sandwich and then we headed back to school to eat lunch. As we were sitting and eating conversation turned to my sandwich. "Whatchu eating Miss?" asked the one boy. "Chicken sandwhich," I replied. "What's that stuff on it?" "Oh I know," chimed another boy. "The green stuff is lettuce and the red is...um....potatoe, Miss?" "Do you mean tomatoe?" "Oh yeah, yeah...tomatoe," the student quickly corrected himself. "You got SALAD? on your sandwich? Why you got salad on your sandwich Miss?" asked the student who originally questioned what I was eating.

While I was smiling and even laughed a bit through this conversation a few things struck me...
1. They only associate lettuce and tomatoes with salad, and apparently rarely eat it.
2. They mistook tomatoe for potatoe.
I love these guys and it was one of the best lunches I've had this year. I spent much of the time smiling behind my soda or sandwich, enjoying the fun they had in going to Wendy's and then eating lunch "with a teacher." Praise God for these little moments to hang out with them and to treat them to something special! Pray these kids will continue to work hard and succeed in school this year! It's push time! We've only got 3.5 months left!

I get the junkies

2008-03-20T15:55:00.001-04:00

Dunkin Donuts on a Friday afternoon.

It doesn't take much to make that better...except that I spent some time with an amazing 8th grade girl I've gotten to know over the last two years. This girl has been coming to Soul Squad, our neighborhood bible study for middle schoolers, and she has been seeking a lot lately. Seeking time with adults at bible study, asking questions about what we're learning in bible study, and a ride home each Wednesday after study. She's a great girl but has had a history of "acting out" at school. On the ride home on Wednesday I asked her if she wanted to go to Dunkin Donuts on Friday. She jumped on that right away and called me 15 minutes after school Friday. As we spent an hour or so over hot chocolate and donuts we talked about school (she's doing better), life at home, and bible study. As we're talking she mentioned how in the evening she "gets the junkies...you know Miss, I get hungry to eat the bad foods." As we laughed, and I agreed, I thanked God for the opportunity to hang out with this girl.

God has been moving in our bible study group and what is so humbling is that it is in the midst of my weariness and not so great attitude about things that God has opened up these doors to invest in the kids. Soul Squad has been a place where kids have spent the last 2.5 years asking questions about God. We've played games, taken summer swimming trips, celebrated holidays and sought to learn more about who God is, who Jesus is, and what they mean to us and offer us. I've watched kids grow older and more mature. We're seeing a movement here and I seek your prayer. These kids are resilient and they keep coming back. That alone is a reason to celebrate. Pray they continue coming, asking questions, and time for us, as adults, to invest in these kids in smaller groups.

God desires their hearts and they are seeking His unconditional love in all kinds of ways. Pray for boldness and a trust that God will continue working. Praise God for his faithfulness and his mighty power!

Enough Effort

2008-03-04T15:50:00.002-05:00

"Miss, you don't put enough effort into my work..."

I stopped, turned around and looked questioningly at the student behind me. "Really Miss, you don't put enough effort into my work." I asked him what exactly he meant and he insisted that his papers are not hanging up on the wall because I didn't put enough effort into it. I smiled, informed him that that wasn't quite the case and then as we talked about it my heart reached out to this kid.

He's a kid who has multiple physical and mental handicaps and the district is insisting on passing through the system without proper support. We are fighting at school to change his placement but there are multiple roadblocks and its been a loooong year trying to get it all worked out. Unfortunately he's able to do little work independently and spends much time just "taking it all in." My heart aches that this guy has such difficulty performing the basic classwork on the lowest levels and that all he wants is the same as any other kid in the school - to be loved and to succeed - for someone to notice him and tell him he's doing a great job!

Pray that I am inspired in new ways to include him and assist him in creating work that can be posted that he will be proud of. It's a difficult line to walk and I struggle with how to best provide appropriate lessons for him. Yet I've realized that including him is what he desires most of all. Pray for patience and for new ways to love this kid - to show him that he's not left behind in a system that wants to pass him through.

Black History Month

2008-02-28T16:22:00.006-05:00

Never Forgotten

This was the theme we used to create projects on an African American individual who had a significant impact on our world. Students were to research their individuals, create an acrostic poem, and then design a collage. As time got closer we ended up completing the collage as a class rather than creating individual collages, but I wanted to post a few pictures to thank all of you who helped support this effort! I had so many friends and family donate various magazines which were extremely helpful to my kids! Thanks again for all you do!

Dominic's poem for Muhammad Ali - described as a Fighter
Joseph's poem for Wilt Chamberlain - using "dedication" to describe him

Cheerleading

2008-02-23T21:21:00.003-05:00

So I was approached by 3 6th grade girls in late December with the following request...

"Ms. Minnich, would you be our cheerleading sponsor?" I almost laughed out loud but as I looked at their sincere faces I stopped myself. They were desparate and as I thought over it for a few days I went to them with the following conditions...

1. No lifts.

2. No jumps

3. I can't teach you anything.

BUT I am willing to sit with you after school a few days so you can cheer for the basketball teams. If you are going to be cheerleaders you are going to encourage the teams you cheer for, not just dance around.

Needless to say they actually agreed to this arrangement excitedly and so we started practicing.

These girls are amazing! They came into it with 3 cheers and routines for each of them. At the end of the season we had about 7 cheers they knew! Pretty much all of them were original too!

I helped out by teaching them Cool Blue and Red Hot - if you are from camp you'll appreciate it - and that's about all I offered! It's over now but I was incredibly blessed by these girls and their excitement for cheering and just getting to know them over the weeks.

If you know me, keep laughing...over the fact that I was involved with anything having to do with cheerleading!

"Why can't we give you a hug here?"

2007-12-21T21:50:00.005-05:00

my kids & our "room" in the library

One thing is certain. The saying, "You should never read a book by its cover," is so true. Today, the last day of school before "winter break," I fell speechless before my kids. One of my girls is unfortunately heading back to the school she was at before this one. She was using a fraudulent address and therefore is being kicked back. As my kids were lined up at the door I was giving them a little speech about how I'd miss them and they were to have a great break and Merry Christmas. I told the girl who was moving, "I'll give you a hug in the hall," knowing that I'd not see her again for a while, if ever. As she nodded to me, one of my boys says, "Well, why can't we give you a hug here?" Stunned I stood rethinking what I just heard, sure that I heard wrong.

October pic

I answered slowly (confused as I wasn't talking to him originally), "Well...you can give me a hug here if you want..." Meanwhile this is the boy who acts tough in the halls and in the regular ed. room. Still confused I held the door open as they filed out and then, one by one, they all gave me a hug, tough guy holding out both arms and truly hugging me. I quietly locked the door behind us and walked them outside.

As I watched them walk away I stood still, treasuring what had just happened. This boy, who so often sets the "cool" factor in the room just opened the door for each of these kids to give and receive love. Little does he know that he just revealed his vulnerability and his need for love and affection. If that's all it takes - he needn't look further.

I'm pretty sure that's the best Christmas gift I can possibly receive this year. Thanks God.

Paranda

2007-12-19T21:39:00.005-05:00

5 phone calls.

2 different kids.

Three hours before Christmas caroling, or Paranda as we call it at Spirit & Truth, I got a phone call. Fifteen minutes later I got another phone call. Then another, and another, and finally one more. All of which were from two Sould Squad (Bible Study) kids who wanted to make sure I didn't forget to pick them up. So when 6:45 rolls around I head out to my car to pick these guys up. Noemy, Christina and Vanessa all clamber in and then direct me around to Anthony's house where his brother Pierre also tags along. A full carload, we finally pull up to church a few minutes early. Clearly the youngest attenders at the beginning of the night, these 5 were not intimidated. Me, I think I would've asked to go home or just walked around

with my head down. But these 5, they walked around outside in the cold for two hours, singing the two or three words they knew of the songs we sung. The lyrics weren't much help - for various reasons (disinterest, unable to read Spanish, or on a VERY low Reading level) - yet they never complained. No, if you look closely...I'd even say they had fun!

I love how something as simple as hanging out with adults you don't know and walking around the neighborhood at night can be such a night for these guys. They continue to amaze me at how hungry they are for attention, for love, and for things to do. When I was driving them home I said how glad I was they came out. The reply: "Miss, come on, it's not like we had anything else to do...we'd do anything!" God continually blesses me through them. I wonder if they know how much God is using each of them.

Pray that they hear the words of the songs we sang and the words of love God speaks to them.

Ms. Minnich is taking me somewhere...

2007-12-04T20:26:00.006-05:00

Eddie, Jonathan, & Alex

Supposedly this is what Jonathan, one of my students, told his sister as he walked out the door this past Friday night. We were going to the Philadelphia KIXX game, as a reward to a few boys I worked with the first few months of school. They are nice kids and always worked hard for me. A huge blessing this past month was that another special ed. teacher was hired. This in turn means that my caseload was cut in half! I decided to reward a few of the kids who I wouldn't be working with anymore but that worked really hard the first marking period by taking them to the KIXX game - Philadelphia's indoor soccer team.

Ecstatic over hanging out with Jorge!

These guys were all peering out their front doors when I pulled up, were full of eager questions, and just an absolute blast to be around. My roommate Juli and I had a great time and spent most of the night hiding smiles as they exclaimed over and over again at how much fun they were having. My friend Jorge stopped by and answered some questions for them, as he plays for the KIXX. They didn't know what to do with themselves. Quote of the night was when Jonathan, on the ride home, stated, "I'm going to put this ticket in a case when I get home...and I'm going to keep it even until I'm old."

THIS is what it's all about.

Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas!

2007-12-03T21:02:00.000-05:00

So I'm finally taking the time to add a few holiday stories...forgive the delay! I'll put the date on a few of these and make sure they are posted chronologically!

To kick off the holidays our church had a myriad of events going on throughout November and December, my two top favorites - packing Thanksgiving baskets and the neighborhood Christmas party!

Thanksgiving Baskets

On November 17th we packed about 55 Thanksgiving boxes at the church. The most amazing part of it all was how many people came out to help! We had at least as many people as boxes we packed. I constantly found myself stopping and looking around at the mix of people who came out to help. Church families, members of the community who also go to church, box recipients, and neighborhood kids from the youth group. Giving really is cause for celebration - so clearly evident as smiles and laughter plastered every face at the church that morning. We took some time for fellowship and eating before we delivered the boxes. It was such a blessing to give families a chance to feast on Thanksgiving...to be able to communicate God's love through the simple act of giving.

This is Daquan...a former student of mine who has been frequenting church, youth group, and the community center for a while now. It's amazing how, even after having a really difficult time at school last year, this kid has started to transform. I see a different kid before me every time I see him...and am constantly amazed at the work the Lord's done in him. He insisted on packing a box for his mom ... so here he is with his proud smile and the box he carried home.

Ayuda Community Christmas Party

On December 2nd the block two blocks north and one block west of my house was transformed. For one night all seemed still on the block and rather than sirens, laughter and Christmas music blasted. Sounds of kids scuffling around in a football game, giggling as decorations went up on Christmas trees, and the crackling of a wood fire provided a time to celebrate. Ayuda Community Center hosted a neighborhood Christmas Party with assistance from a neighboring church and the community garden. Three Christmas trees were decorated in the community garden. Tinsel went up around the fence. Extension cords were pulled out and light strands were plugged in. As the sun set the block took on the glow of a downtown celebration but with a ton more heart, simplicity and appreciation. The estimate was at about 70 people from the neighborhood who took part in the night. After decorating we used the church building to snack on cookies and hot cocoa, make Christmas cards, swags, and an awesome homemade LED light ornament.
S'more's finished off the evening as well as a raffle for a Christmas tree to one of the kids. Daquan won it...and then closed the night by portraying his skills on Ryan's mike and stereo system. This is what it's all about...Check out the link below for the video of the night...it'll warm your heart!

Highlight of the night: My neighbors came - the whole family!

http://www.jumpcut.com/fullscreen?id=4D53B382A42411DCB8A7000423CEF5B0&type=movie

Thank you Mr. Panksy?

2007-11-19T21:45:00.001-05:00

Thanksgiving is just around the corner and I just wanted to share a few things I am thankful for...especially since lately I've only carried on about the horrible state of public education and the city of Philadelphia...

1. I am thankful for my student who has multiple physical and mental handicaps, who, when overhearing me discussing gym with another student, said "Mr. Panksy? Who is that?" with an incredulous look on his face and unsure if he should laugh or keep a straight face. I informed him that "No, the gym teachers name is not Mr. Panksy, it is Mr. Stepansky." I'm thankful that we can laugh together at times like this. (Quote of the Week #2)

2. I have a fantastic church family, with whom I packed 50 Thanksgiving boxes with on Saturday. What a blessing it was to not only fellowship together, but to serve our neighbors and give to those in physical need. Nothing like a box of food and a frozen turkey to put a smile on someone's face!

3. My friends are amazing! Who else throws a Extreme Home Makeover Party to celebrate a family in Camden NJ? Who else spends time in prayer for the family? And who else plays Pin the Megaphone on Ty? Check out the link below! This was quite a Sunday night! :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Xq_xpCs9jw

4. Thankful for political leadership in our neighborhood that looks like that might actually do something! Our neighborhood rep. has shown up on the streets knocking on doors, at community meetings, and has written legislation to propose college funding for more students in PA. Check out the post on PA House Bill 1722 for more info.

Happy Thanksgiving all! Thank you for your love, support, and prayers! I am encouraged by all of you! I miss you!

Detention Woman

2007-11-19T21:38:00.000-05:00

Latest quote of the week...

"So Miss, you were in my dream last night..." Not exactly the words you love to hear coming from one of your middle school boys. After a few strange stares he continued, "Yeah I had a dream that you were making everyone stay for detention next week. Do I have detention today? I brought in all my papers for your because I don't want to get detention again. I don't want to make you mad, Miss. I brought all my papers because my mom's going to take everything away from me again if I get detention."

This came from a student who I demanded bring in all daily behavior reports he mistakenly failed to bring in from that week as well as two apology notes for his comments towards other teachers. He practically threw them in my face that morning and then the above conversation began. Ohhh...the joys of teaching! I kind of enjoy the fact that for the moment he is somewhat intimidated by me, at least enough to not get detention.

Farewell from Detention Woman!

Rise Up

2007-11-13T18:42:00.000-05:00

If you read this, I ask you to get on your knees. You know you've been living here for a while when you hear sirens and think you're imagining how long they continue. In reality I wasn't imagining things a few minutes ago. Two more officers were just shot at Frankford and Torresdale. I'm not really sure how long this can continue and as I think about it, the words that continue to repeat in my head are of Bruce Springsteen singing "My City of Ruins."

There is a blood red circle
On the cold dark ground
And the rain is falling down
The church door's thrown open
I can hear the organ's song
But the congregation's gone
My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Now the sweet bells of mercy
Drift through the evening trees
Young men on the corner
Like scattered leaves,
The boarded up windows,
The empty streets
While my brother's down on his knees
My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up! ...

Now with these hands,
With these hands,
With these hands,
I pray Lord
With these hands,
With these hands,
I pray for the strength, Lord
With these hands,
With these hands,
I pray for the faith, Lord
We pray for your love, Lord
We pray for the lost, Lord
We pray for this world, Lord
We pray for the strength, Lord
We pray for the strength, Lord

Come on
Come on
Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up

In a city that is so desperate, now is the time to rise up. Pray for our congregation as we stand together. Pray that we are bold in our witness and bold in our love. Pray that our doors may swing wide open and the church is a gathering place. Pray that we rise up and stand as a city
- that we do not grow weary.

Choppers Flying and Sirens Sounding

2007-11-08T23:35:00.000-05:00

As my friend Ryan said, "Sirens are nothing new around here, but when you hear a constant stream of police sirens driving by for more than ten minutes and you see four helicopters overhead you get a little freaked out. I thought maybe there was some kind of terrorism thing happening on the subway because I saw a Transit Police vehicle drive by. It turns out that a police officer was shot this morning, the second officer to be shot in twelve hours. I believe there was another officer shot a couple of days ago as well. Sometimes you just have to wonder what the hell is going on."
Article

So this week has been a little crazy in the neighborhood. I questioned putting some of this in here as I imagine the fears that some of you might have...but I believe truth needs to be spoken so fasten your seatbelts if you're reading outside of Philadelphia.

On Halloween morning a man who was in the midst of robbing a Dunkin Donuts turned around and shot a cop. The cop has since passed and in the past week the suspect has been captured after escaping to Florida. Little was known and then over the weekend I suspected they had a few leads as the choppers were overhead all weekend and sirens were almost round the clock. I grabbed the following off of my friend Ryan's blog...

Not the kind of national press coverage we were hoping for:

PHILADELPHIA — Authorities issued an arrest warrant on Sunday for a suspect in the slaying of a city police officer who interrupted an armed robbery at a doughnut shop.

Police Commissioner Sylvester Johnson identified the suspect as 21-year-old John Lewis, also known as Jordan Lewis, and urged anyone who might know his whereabouts to contact police. He also called on Lewis to turn himself in.

"He killed a police officer, he has at least two guns, he is armed and extremely dangerous," Johnson said.

Lewis can be identified by tattoos on his hands that read "N.P." and "H.P." for North Philadelphia and Hunting Park, two city neighborhoods he frequents, Johnson said.

Check out Ryan's blog: http://ninthstreetrecords.blogspot.com/

Turns out this guy lives about 2 blocks from our newest church plant and about 8-10 blocks from our church. It breaks my heart that a 21-year old guy goes to these lengths to find money. This neighborhood and this city, all of us, need Jesus in a way like never before.

"You making me fusterated..."

2007-10-10T20:15:00.000-04:00

So last week one of my students said this, as I was asking him to take notes. This is the same boy who has about 20% use of his left arm and walks with a limp due to physical handicaps since birth and also as a result of an accident a few years prior. It takes much effort for him to copy notes and as I erased something he stated, "You making me fusterated..."!

Now after an extremely long day at work I've felt like screaming those words about 50 times today! I'm fed up with the injustice that goes on in this district. I struggle between the balance of writing the joys and inspiring moments here and then the contrast of such difficulties. BUT I desire to speak truth and know that if I were face to face with some of you I'd share it - so here goes. Stop now if you don't want to hear the truth!

So 5 weeks into school, after the big hurrah where 2 news stations showed up to video the ribbon cutting ceremony of the "first day" of the new district school WE STILL DON'T HAVE LITERACY TEXTBOOKS. Then I found out that the probably reason for that is the school district failed to pay a prior bill to this company. I find it infuriating that not only does the school district get praised for their new school but they fail to ever experience the day to day struggle of teaching in overcrowded classrooms with no materials.

School district initiative: lower class size.

What does the brand new school bring? The district budgeted for 800 students, 35 of them special ed. We are now at 950 students with classes of 33-35 students (after adding three more classes just this week). We have 100+ special ed. students which leaves us all maxed out on caseloads and with more students than we can possibly service. We are still waiting on 2 more special ed. teachers - unsure if we will even get them. Many of the grades are sharing textbooks in all subjects which 6th grade has yet to receive ANY literacy materials. We don't have calculators, not even for our special ed. students. We scraping together all desks and chairs because we don't have ANY extra. When classes switch if one is bigger than the other they take their chairs with them.

Where are the cameras now?

In saying all of this I desire not to get your sympathy. I desire for people to know what injustices these kids are facing. Bottom line - it's not fair and if it happened 20 miles outside the city ... well it just wouldn't happen there. My reason for speaking out is to seek prayer. My heart and soul are exhausted! I desire to do all I can for these kids and this school but to find a balance with resting. Praise God for amazing roomates, friends, family and church body. Pray that Jesus reign over this school and that a revolution take place in this district.

I am fusterated...

Update

2007-10-02T23:05:00.000-04:00

Hey all!

Just wanted to send a quick update so you all know that today I officially am a Spec. Ed. teacher again! I sat with the Asst. Principal and we rerostered the students so I will be able to service them more efficiently! Thanks for your love and prayers as I've been working the last month! AND...I really hope that next week I can begin pairing my students up with their support buddies! I CAN'T WAIT! I will send a picture along with the first letter they send so thank you thank you again and hopefully within the next two weeks we'll be able to send out a letter! It's about time! :)

Dear Ms. Mennice

2007-09-29T14:33:00.000-04:00

"Dear Ms. Mennice,

I'm sorry for be bad in class I hope you are not mad because I know you have a hard time trying to teach 34 kid at one time so I am sorry for all the troble I've caused I will not do it again Sorry Ms. Mennice

From your best
GF"

We're still working on my name (pronunciation & spelling)! This is a note I received from a student after he had to stay for detention the second time. He forgot the paper that needed to be signed but told me in a grumbling voice, "I forgot it but my Mom knows I am staying. I'm punished and she said that you can keep me every day next week to make up for all the things I didn't learn in class while I was talking." The crazy thing is - he is by far the toughest student I have! Each week I'm going to try and do a quote of the week so this is the first!

Who Are My Kids?

2007-09-28T21:49:00.000-04:00

For the past two weeks I have been teaching a regular 6th grade classroom (we're down to 33 kids - we're doing great!) due to one teacher quitting, a substitute, and then another teacher quitting. Since then I've taken over and it's been quite an experience.

1. I have absolutely fallen in love with these kids! More and more I realize how much I need to work with kids. God has designed me for this.

2. I've learned how much I miss having my own classroom and having the freedom to set expectations and reward programs.

3. I'm stuck in a decision as to whether I should stay with this position or switch back to 6th Grade Inclusion (Sp. Ed.). I struggle with trusting other teachers with "my" kids. I fear that someone else won't love them enough, won't teach them enough, and won't believe in them enough.

In addition I think the bigger struggle is my fear that I am giving up on one group or the other. If I take the Sp. Ed. position I'll feel as though I'm letting down the rest of the group. If I take the reg. ed. position I'll feel as though I'm letting down the Sp. Ed. kids.

I need to realize that unlike Jesus I cannot be Savior for all. Please pray for my decision as the transition will most likely be occurring this week or next.

*Also - thanks to those of you who have offered your support to my kids! I am sooo pumped to begin this with them, and excited to pair them up with you guys! I can't wait to share them with you!

Crazy?

2007-09-06T16:54:00.000-04:00

Well, today was the first of many times I'm sure I'll be called crazy. I was talking with a coworker today and she asked where I lived. "Just off 5th Street," I replied. "Where on 5th Street?" she asked. The response of Hunting Park and 5th didn't ease her astonishment. She continued to ask "Why do you live there? Are you crazy?"

I knew it was coming, and actually it was a pretty awesome opportunity to share a little of why I live here and why I teach here. Some think that's crazy. If it takes living on Reese Street and being considered crazy for people to really listen to why I live here then it's worth it. My prayer is that they continue to think I'm crazy. Crazy in love with these kids and their families. Crazy in love with teaching them. Crazy in love with fighting for getting these kids a just education. Crazy in love with this neighborhood. Above all, crazy in love with Jesus.

El Salvador - Beautiful People

2007-09-01T11:30:00.008-04:00

There were so many amazing people I met on this trip! You need to hear their stories and see their faces. No matter the circumstances they radiate hope and joy. Take a look!

Frankie

Before I left for El Salvador my parents jokingly said "Don't come back with a boyfriend!" Well you don't need to worry about a boyfriend but I did absolutely fall in love with this little boy! The first night at Casa Concordia, the Luther Welcome Center we stayed at, a ton of Salvadoran children were running around playing. I found a friend in little Frankie and he convinced me to "jugar beisbol," play baseball. Little did he know I am absolutely awful at the sport. Turns out he made the rules up as he went anyway! The game consisted of me throwing the ball to Frankie, him hitting it and then running in a circle of made-up bases. He never got out and I never got to bat! I only got a point if he felt like giving me one! We had such a great time! The score was 21 - 6 and we finally stopped playing because it was so dark we couldn't see the ball anymore. The rest of the weekend I was taunted, veintiuno - cinco, veintiuno - cinco in a singsong voice. Frankie is a beautiful child with life and laughter always in his eyes. He is an extremely smart 7 year old and reads far better than many of my students in America.

College Students

These students have amazing dedication and perseverance. They are all attending college in El Salvador during the school year. They spend every vacation, and most likely weekends at school working to help pay for their schooling, which costs $1500 per year. One of the girls spent all summer working but was unable to attend the first week of university because she used the money to buy food for her family. She sacrificed for her family but missed out on valuable time in the classroom. Each of these students has a partial sponsorship but is in need of any help they can get! Think about it! $1500 per year for college courses - they are the future of El Salvador! Anyone want to help out?

Bimita

Seriously...this girl is a doll! Bimita is the daughter of Don Victor, our site manager for Habitat. The house we were working on was a member of his family! His mother lives down the road and all of his family lives in this little neighborhood up in the mountains! His daughter is truly a shining star and put us all to shame! She filled buckets for us and was up on the scaffolding helping us each day after school!

Melvin & Josue

Melvin with Immanuel

These two guys were so sweet! They were our constant companions in San Salvador! They were riding in the back of the truck with us wherever we went, pushing the water off the tarps, aiding in translation, hiking the volcano, and helped care for the kids! Their smiles and laughter were contagious!

Karin

Karin was my truck-riding buddy and artist of the week! After the volcano we rode in a truck during a long downpour. Her little screams of delight were so innocent and cute! I spent the hour attempting to cover her from the rain and hold a semi-dry mattress over her so she didn't get any wetter! At the holiday parade she spent the afternoon using rocks like sidewalk chalk, drawing pictures for all to see! Her eyes shine with joy! I love it!

Kids pictures - These are just various pictures of the other kids I was blessed to spend some time with! Praise God for their beautiful smiles and innocent hearts!

Pupusas

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Flying into San Salvador the Salvadorans on the plane were telling me "You have to eat pupusas while you are here. They are the national food and are amazing!" Of course, I thought, I'll try to but I have no idea where I'll be at or what they'll be cooking. I didn't need to look far though. The first day on the worksite the family we were building for pulled out their big grill and all the ingredients.

A pupusa is a Salvadoran staple, a griddled-cooked cake of masa (soft moistened cornmeal) stuffed with cheese and either beans, vegetables, or shredded pork. It was a simple and satisfying meal, and the pupusas were served with the traditional sides of crisp shredded pickled cabbage and homemade hot sauce (or salsa).

making pupusas with the sisters

We spent about twenty minutes trying to perfect our techniques. Take the masa in your palm and flatten it out. Then grab some beans and cheese for the middle. Pull the masa up around to cover the top and then pat it. Mine were consistently the size of large coins, not the large patties the Salvadorans made. The ladies continued making them for an hour - I couldn't even begin to count how many they had made! After cooking them on the griddle we feasted! Nothing like a traditional Salvadoran meal!

Brand New Start

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Number one thing I've learned this summer - I have a difficult time moving on. This summer I've had to adjust with the idea of teaching at a new school. That meant saying goodbye to Roberto Clemente Middle School - where I've spent my first two years teaching. I've learned life isn't always about being in one place, and although my past experiences have involved watching my parents teach at the same school their entire careers I recognize it's time for me to move on - for now!

As I say goodbye I also am fortunate to be present at the opening of a new school 5 minutes away. This year marks the opening of G & Hunting Park Elementary School. Dubbed the "Elementary School of the Future" it is decked out with fantastic technology! All of the details are still being worked out...and knowing the school district they will continue to be "worked out" for the next few month or so! However...I'm adjusting to a new school with new coworkers. And nothing short of normal for the district, we've had a teacher quit so although I began teaching 6th Grade Inclusion I've been working as a regular classroom teacher for the last few weeks. The new building is fantastic and it's been wonderful working for a supportive administration! Check out the link below! It's the local news article and a short video which shows a little of the school! Next on my agenda is to post a few pictures of students and the school! It's a shame that all students in the district don't have the facility that these kids do! So many are trying to get here though - the district originally planned for 800 students but we are up to approximately 950 already. Pray for patience and flexibility, as well as energy and enthusiasm as we continue to adjust to changing schedues and classroom rosters. Pray for more teachers and the district to put forth effort to truly make this place work! I pray that this new place can become a community building, and not just a school! I am absolutely in LOVE with my students and can't wait to share more about them!

Link: http://cbs3.com/local/local_story_253131327.html

Quote of the week: student's attempts at my name - Ms. Memmice, Ms. Mimic, Ms. Matthews (former teacher's name), and my all time favorite Ms. Minniccchchhhhhh (this boy draws out the 'ch' sound like a throaty Germanish sound!)

El Salvador - Habitat para la Humanidad

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Day 2 on the worksite

I spent 11 unbelievable days in the smallest country in Central America, El Salvador. I went with Habitat for Humanity International and we worked for 5 days building at two different sites. El Salvador suffered through an intense civil war from 1980 - 1992. In the years following there were several earthquakes and hurricanes that rocked the nation. The people of El Salvador are still suffering the effects of both the civil war and the earthquakes. We had the privilege of working with two families whose dreams were coming true - they were building a brand new house! One of the old houses had a middle wall that rocked back and forth with the touch of a finger.

One of the greatest parts of the trip was the relationships built with the homeowner and his family, as well as the mason and supervisors. This family welcomed us with open arms. They blessed us with fresh melon or pineapple each morning during break time. They were patient as we learned how to do the masonry work, gently correcting us, and reteaching us techniques. We moved a lot of dirt that week. We also pounded a lot of dirt with homemade tampers (a bucket like shape of concrete with a pole stuck into it). As the week continued, the walls on the house grew quickly and friendships were formed through smiles, laughter, hand gestures, and feeble attempts at Spanish. As we laid the "mezcla" before the next row of block, stuck it between the blocks, and poured the "chizpah" into the blocks with re-bar laughter echoed across the site. Reggaeton poured out of the stereo, shovels scraped, rock and sand were sifted. In five short days the house had progressed from ground level to a week away from the roof. Don Tito, the homeowner, was the hardest worker there and the most joyful. He had a constant smile on his face and would frequently call out jokes in the midst of working. His dream was coming true!

Me, Brian, Don Tito, & Karen
- laying mezcla -

I had the opportunity to ride with him and two others to another house to pick up some scaffolding. He asked me and Brian to come with him. They climbed on the back of the truck and I was motioned to get in the passenger side. Suddenly we are riding off into the woods of El Salvador, me next to a man I could barely communicate with and didn't even know his name! After a ten minute ride we pulled up to this enormous house with about 8 small rooms and 4 large rooms. While talking with Don Tito, I managed to figure out that it was his sister's house and that he had helped build it! He was so proud! Then I learned the purpose of my ride - to help haul scaffolding onto the back of the truck. So I went over, a little apprehensive at the size and weight, and not wanting to appear weak lugged on up onto my shoulder. With a few grunts I was able to make it to the back of the truck! We continued until the truck bed was full. The compliment of the week was when Don Tito said "Muy Fuerte!" and "Come pollo!" to me. Muy fuerte means very strong. Come pollo was our group joke. In San Salvador there were a ton of billboards that had a very fit man without a shirt on. Next to the man there were the words: "El come pollo," which means "He eats chicken." Very manly ehh? If you want to get buff - eat chicken! Needless to say it was a phrase we heard countless times on the trip, and especially the work site! It was humbling for Don Tito to compliment me as we often felt more "in the way" than a big help. Don Tito's radiant smile, the laughter in his eyes, and his pride in his family and house are things I will never forget!

Day 5

If you ever desire to work with Habitat go to EL SALVADOR!!! They desparately need groups to come. It is not a country that recieves as many groups because it doesn't appeal to many looking for a touristy trip as well. They have amazing Habitat staff, a beautiful country, and it is easy to travel to other countries in Central America.

Why?

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Living in north Philly leaves little time to fully communicate what I do and why I am here. My hope is that this blog is able to connect those desiring to have the "inside scoop" of my life in the city.

Why this title verse? Why in Spanish? Over the last two years I have fallen in love with the Latino language, culture and people. As I seek God in this venture it is clearer each day that life is all about Christ. Christ is why I am here and why I do what I do.

As a follower of Christ I seek not only to walk with him and abide in Him but to stand for Him. Too often I have stood silent, failing to speak out against injustices. Too often I have failed to speak for those unheard or forgotten. My prayer is that as you read these updates my words will speak truth. Living, worshipping, and teaching in north Philly has been the most challenging experience of my life. As I continue this work I pray that God continues to shape me. My hope is that you will have a very realistic picture of the lives of those around me, of a hurting world, a people too often forgotten, and the hope that only Jesus Christ offers us all.