Don't Die On Me
As of 10:30 am today, I am CPR certified.
I pray I never have to use it!
Until next time...
I pray I never have to use it!
Until next time...
Life as a Paraprofessional vs Life as a Teacher: Part 1
Eventually, I will write a lovely end-of-the-year post (probably entitled something original like: "What I Learned as a First-Year Teacher"), but this morning, I want to write about something a little bit different.
The differences between my life as a paraprofessional (teacher assistant) and my life as a teacher .
I'm sure many of you are aware that I began my life as an educator, not in the classroom, but in a lunchroom. After I had home schooled The Boy and Baby Girl for a couple of years, it became apparent that it wasn't working out any more and some changes needed to be made in our family. So, on that fateful day in November, I dropped both of the kiddos off at the Little Elementary School Around the Corner, The Boy, a 4th grader and Baby Girl, a 1st grader, while I headed off to work in the school cafeteria.
As a substitute cafeteria worker, filling in for the ladies who had to be out for whatever reason at various schools around my city, I had the opportunity t…
The differences between my life as a paraprofessional (teacher assistant) and my life as a teacher .
I'm sure many of you are aware that I began my life as an educator, not in the classroom, but in a lunchroom. After I had home schooled The Boy and Baby Girl for a couple of years, it became apparent that it wasn't working out any more and some changes needed to be made in our family. So, on that fateful day in November, I dropped both of the kiddos off at the Little Elementary School Around the Corner, The Boy, a 4th grader and Baby Girl, a 1st grader, while I headed off to work in the school cafeteria.
As a substitute cafeteria worker, filling in for the ladies who had to be out for whatever reason at various schools around my city, I had the opportunity t…
Good for you! That seems like a really good thing to do, but I haven't gotten around to doing it.
ReplyDeleteSince I work with extreme and profound handicapped children, the teacher I work with and I felt that one of us needed to be. (She had a workshop to attend at the time, so couldn't go).
ReplyDeleteI used to SCUBA dive nearly every weekend which meant being deep in the woods or some other place not quickly accessable (in the 1970's). So, I became CPR certified. It was such a comfort to know I could help someone if need be. I highly recommend everyone take the course 'just in case'. :o) ♥ ∞
ReplyDeleteI couldn't agree more, Sparky :)
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