High School!

Okay part two of my teachers!
I will not go through all my high school teachers, just the ones that were great or funny or crazy!

Ms. Hupfer-Riedel- my TAC teacher, or for you non-Pius-ers, my homeroom teacher. Loved her dearly. She was crazy and always wanted to do crazy things during TAC, like TAC olympics, but she cared about as a TAC and paid attention to us. She was a chemistry teacher, so she helped me with my chemistry, which was great. (I still hate chemistry though)

Mr. Kangas- by far the best teacher at Pius! He was awesome!. I had him for AP U.S. History, which was great because he loved history so he went really slow. We talked about the Civil War for like 2 months! Good times! Plus, my best friend Gosia was in my class and he let us talk to each other in class. I always got B's on the tests. Great class! And he let us watch part of Newsies! :)

Ms. Frikovich- the first day of class she told us to call her Ms. Fuck-a-bitch! Ha , a tad innapproiate at a Catholic school.....whatever. She was fun, but she challenged me like no other English teacher I've had. She knew I was half-assing her class and she called me on it. Never had a english teacher do that. I always did good in English. She was good, but I didn't like her methods all that much.....everyone has a C until you earn a better grade....annoying. I wrote a crappy play in her Creative Writing class, wish I had more time to write it, now I have tons of ideas for a play. :)

Jay- my physics teacher, who I called by his first name (he didn't give consent, I just did it) so I can't remember his last name. He was a hoot. We watched 5 seconds of Titanic in class so we could measure how long it took the guy to fall who hit the propeller, so we could calculate his velocity (as if that movie was accurate to how long it took the guy to hit the propeller). He made us watch the videos of a college physics professor, so he didn't have to teach. Good times....I learned nothing, and somehow got a B in the class.

Bonnie- I actually had consent to call her by her first name, my choir teacher. Scary and amazing, although from a previous post, you can read how I felt about her by senior year. Plus a teacher should never call me "Little Dix" on the first day of class, just because I have older sisters. SO EMBARASSING!

Ms. McCann- my communuications, Modes of Lit, and British Lit teacher! So much fun! She let me talk to Gosia and Ryan in class, and she liked my writing style, plus we watched movies all the time. We got to watch the whole Pride and Prejudice movie (the 5 hour BBC version) in class. I think I was the only one that enjoyed it, though.

Mr. Witte- my Pius dad! I loved him! He was one of the Campus Ministers and was awesome. Always willing to sit down and talk with you. He always made time for me during the day and went out of his way to see how I was doing.

Mr. McCauly- My Great Thinkers in the Church teacher! Awesome! My favorite quote...."Hello children of God" I learned so much from him. He taught us some of my now favorite Saints. :)

That's it for now.....next is college! Isn't this fun?

The book this time is:
Ramona books (Beverly Clearly) I love them, even though I am too old for them. They make me smile, plus they remind me of when I was Ramona's age :)

My Teachers

I thought I would do a little reminiscing about the teachers that I've had through the years. Some were great, others were just plain weird, and some were crazy and taught me more than I thought possible.

Kindergarten- Mrs. Bauxbaum
She was a nice teacher. I remember singing songs about "Mr. M" and "Ms. A" and she would read stories to us. There are two particular instances that stand out in my mind. On my birthday I wore my favorite candy cane stripe dress. I even had candy cane tights that went along with the dress. I was so excited that it was my birthday. Mrs. Bauxbaum gave us papers to put in our backpacks and give to our parents. I got a paper cut putting them in my backpack. I raised my hand and asked to go to the nurse, but she told me I was being a baby and wouldn't let me go. The other instance happened at snack time. I hated milk, especially from the cartons so I wouldn't drink it. Mrs. Bauxbaum made me sit under the easel the rest of the day. She even let all the other kids leave after school. My sister came to find me because I wasn't with the rest of the Kindergartners, drank my milk and I got to go home. I thought those were weird punishments. At least my sister helped me :)

1st-2nd Grade- Mrs. Meinholz, Mrs. Lemorand, and Mrs Hemple
I loved Mrs. Meinholz. She really believed in my ability as a student and because of her I became a confident reader. Mrs. Lemorand had a great method for teaching addition and subtraction. Have a contest with the other students that involves getting an M&M if you were right. Mrs. Hemple was nice, but kind of boring, she was the science teacher and maybe that's why to this day, I don't like science.

3rd-4th Grade- Sister Margaret Anne, Sister Ruth Ann, and Mrs. Kopp
Oh the stories I have that involve Sister Margaret Anne. She would make us get up in class and randomly do the chicken dance. She had a rolling overhead of transparency to teach us everything from math to art. She taught us the Jesse Tree (the genealogy of Jesus). She made us have jump rope day on the playground that involved her big box of jump ropes and everyone no matter what jumping rope at recess. She even told us that she was married........to God. It scared the crap out of me, but now I understand. :) Sister Ruth Ann was great. She liked me and taught us spelling and grammar. Two things I am now pretty good at. Mrs. Kopp was nice. She made us write Mysteries and build log cabins. It was fun. She did start to notice that I wasn't applying myself because I wasn't handing in my homework. She talked to my sisters and then to my parents. It made me work harder, but I didn't think that she needed to get my sisters in on it.

5th Grade- Mrs. Gableman
This was the year that I transferred from St. Rita to Holy Apostles. Oh what a crazy year. I enjoyed it a lot. Mrs. Gableman played a huge Xylophone. She made us sing all 5 versus of the Star Spangled Banner and she would wheel it down to the church when we had mass. She also taught us about the Civil War and let me bring in my American Girl doll from the Civil War era (Addy) She read all the Addy books out loud to us in class. How fun that must have been for the boys :) She also didn't want to correct the work herself so we would have to switch tests or homework with someone else and she would call out all the answers. She also made us call out our scores on homework and tests so she could get them into her grade book right away. Quite embarrassing if you got a bad score.

6th-8th Grade- Mrs. Coxey, Mrs. Canning, Ms. Chause, Mrs. Tillison, Mrs. Fare, and Mrs. Chipman
Oh middle school at Holy Apostles......we learned a lot, but had crazy teachers. Mrs. Coxey taught Language Arts, and I learned everything about grammar and spelling that I needed to know for the rest of my school career from her. She liked to call people delinquents, and she had a Dead Word Cemetery, which were overused words that we couldn't use in papers. She also told Gosia that she was a bad influence, which is so not true, but still makes me laugh to this day. Mrs. Canning was weird. She loved Ancient Egypt. It's all we did in 6th grade. She taught Social Studies. She made us copy word for word notes from the board and then made us memorize the notes for tests. We also wasted time every Monday by getting a new seating chart for the week. Ms. Chause was awesome! She taught science and made us do Science Fair every year by ourselves. We had to do the projects and give speeches. It was so much work. She also thought she was hearing laughing in the class when no one was talking. She liked to threaten us with quizzes on chapters when we were being too loud, but we did fun things like Rocket Day. We made our own model rockets and got to blast them off. So much fun! Mrs. Tillison was cool. She taught us opp-opp to help us add and subtract negative numbers. Funny thing though, when I got to high school my algebra teacher made me stop doing it. :( Mrs. Fare was crazy! She made us memorize the family tree in the Bible from Adam and Eve to Jesus. She would give us a blank sheet with lines and we had to fill in all the names that came in between them. She also made us watch Jesus of Nazareth every year, which was crazy. She would give us tests that involved exact lines from the movie. On Monday mornings she would give us mass quizzes to see which of us had gone or paid attention to mass that weekend. Crazy! Mrs. Chipman was by far one of the worst teachers I have ever had. She not only pulled me out into the hallway and yelled at me, but she did it so everyone in the class could hear what was going on. She tried to hold me hostage at school because she found white-out in my assignment notebook. She also made us do these Book Reports that had to be so exactly done that you would only get a good grade if you followed the sample that she gave in class. :(

I will get to high school tomorrow. Hope you have enjoyed this tidbit into my life. The book this time is:
Digital Fortress (Dan Brown) It's so interesting. Kind of creepy that it foreshadows some things that are already happening.

They love me!

So I went to work today as always and I'm sitting down at my desk....that's right....I have a desk (it's not officially mine, but it's my place to work when I'm there). Anyways, Heather is one of the managers and she says that during the manager meeting yesterday she recognized me for being a great team member and being happy and excited while at work. Then later that day one of the managers in training pulled me aside and gave me a card because she recognized that I'm great at helping guests in the store and that I am cheerful while at work. It was great to hear that I make people smile when I am there. It's my mission in life to make people smile and if I can do it at a place like Target, where customers are soooooo annoying, then I think I actually have a talent for making people smile, which makes me smile! Yay! It's a scary thing when you fit really well with a company and you get paid so little, but I don't want to quit. Not yet anyway, I love all the people I work with and I'd miss them.

In other news Brett Farve retired today. Which does not make me as sad as some other Packer fans. I love him dearly, but I think it was time for him to go. He knows what is best and he really has given his all to the Packers. I will miss him, but I'm excited for the new quarterback because maybe he will be a superstar like Brett. Besides, I don't think Brett will walk away from football forever. He'll be an announcer or something cool like that. Maybe he'll have his own show. Then we can come to love him even more. Oh Brett, you make me happy!

I want to have my own show. I think it would be really fun, and I'm a fun person so therefore it would be a fun show. Maybe I could call it something cool like "Shut up! That's so exciting!" It's one of my favorite phrases. I also think being on the radio would be fun. I am fun, but there are a lot of serious issues that I am passionate about. Having a show would show my fun side and my serious side, and show that I am somehow able to balance the two.

Topic for next blog: My best and worst teachers of all time! It's going to be a good one so keep a look out for it!

The book this time is: The Polar Express (Chris Van Allsburg) It's one of my favorite books because I wish I could actually go on a train to the North Pole and meet Santa and hear the bell. Read it! It makes you feel good.

Avenue Q is AMAZING!!!!

I went to see Avenue Q last night and let me tell you that it is amazing! It's a parody of Sesame Street for adults, and some of the songs are "The Internet is for Porn, If you were gay. So funny! I think that if you get a chance you should go see it. I went with my mother and she loved it. The show is really funny, but has a lot of serious undertones it it. And they have TV's that play the cartoons like they have on Sesame Street. I've had the songs in my head all day. "If you were gay......that's be okay "The internet is really really great.......for porn!" Go see it!



I know it's been a seriously long time, but here are my updates. I got a promotion at Target and now am working as the HR clerical, which means I do schedules, punch corrections, and ordering supplies. It pays .50 more an hour, which is not much, but a raise nonetheless. I also am employee of the month. I know exciting! :) I got a free CD out of it (Juno Soundtrack), which was good, and I'm glad that the team recognizes the work that I do.

I also was cleaning and I came across something that I wrote my junior year of high school. It was in 2001, so like 6 1/2 years ago. I think it's good. It was for my Women's Voices in Literature class.

Daddy's Girl

Character: Sandra Marcus
(A sunny Saturday morning, around 9:00. She is in pajamas, a robe, and slippers. She is 38 years old. She sits in a small kitchen, drinking coffee. She's looking into her coffee as she talks.)

Well
um
I was born
on
the eighteenth of February
1962.

It was a rainy day
in fact,
it was pouring, when my mother went into labor.

They had some time getting to the hospital.

anyway

My dad was convinced I was a boy,
but uh-oh

Surprise!!!

I was a girl.

I think
in a way
I was a blessing.

My mom grew up with two brothers
and my dad was an only child
so that's how I became
Daddy's little girl.

He loved me
he really loved me.

I was a tomboy
you know
the uh
baseball
wait I mean softball.

I really loved softball

It was great being at bat
and being able to whack
well
excuse me
there's really no other way to say it.

I uh
I whacked the shit out of it.

It felt so good!

I think that's the reason
I was never that close
to my mom.

Softball was my out.

If someone made fun of me at school
I whacked the ball.

I never told my mom,
I hit the ball instead.

It was so satisfying
but
there were certain things that softball couldn't fix
then I told my dad.

I think my mom
resented that
that
special relationship
that I had with my dad.

She just didn't understand
I was Daddy's girl.

He loved me
and I loved him.

END

Let me know what you think. I thought it was pretty darn good for a junior in high school. I don't remember what the assignment was, but I had to write that for some reason.

The book this time is: My Point...and I Do Have One (Ellen Degeneres) It's random and funny.