In studying Elementary Education, I learn many different classroom strategies and management styles. However, one thing that stands out to me is a method called Tribes, in which students learn in a classroom that focuses on human growth and learning, with an emphasis on creating a positive learning community.
I like snow. I don’t like the after-product, which more often than not translates into monster puddles. We had our first real day of snow at The College last week, and to the amusement of the students, the Finney Fun Run occurred as usual. Although I had planned on staying on the sidelines this year, I ended up running for the second time, braving the winter cold in little more than a pirate hat.
This last weekend was a blast– not only was it the half way mark of Winter Term, but my handsome suitor was in town, and we got to explore the local scene. Last time, we visited Lucky Peak, which was appropriate in the 90 degree weather in mid-September. This time around, however, we hit the town.
Yesterday was the first (best) day of snow this winter! (There were one or two other days where it snowed, but it never lasted very long.) I was stoked. Actually, sometimes I’m pretty 50/50 about the whole snow thing.
Thinking back to this time last year I was knee deep in college applications and school work. If you are a student currently in this position you might be asking yourself; is this worth it? I certainly did. The answer (well, specifically my answer) is yes. Yes it is.
Advice to all of you incoming freshman: the more time you spend now finding scholarships, filling out applications, etc. is that much less stress in college. So do it! Acknowledge that you have to endure the rain to get a rainbow and that it will definitively pay off in the end.
3-5 credits packed into four tiny weeks…The sheer chaos begins!
In all honesty, Winter Term here at the C of I is quite nice. Yes, you may have a workload that exceeds that of Apple’s CEO, however you have all day to do it. The days feel long, but the weeks feel short, and everyone falls into a steady little rhythm.
My parents are pastors. So even while still in my mommy’s belly, I was making tamales. Every year the church would make tamales to help raise funds and I would always help. As a small child I learned how to use a spoon to spread masa on dozens of tamales. We would make up to 250 tamales every time. Over the years my tamale skills improved and I was spouting up to three tma (tamales a minute)! I learned how to fill tamales with the meat and how to cook them. Recently before coming to the College of Idaho I learned how to make the masa.
My third winter at The College of Idaho. I’ve returned with the rest of my classmates to our academic home. I’ve been fortunate in my life to have many uneventful Christmases and this year was one of them. I spent the majority of the break recuperating and cooking leisurely meals with friends at the Haus before returning home, and then after a short road-trip to Washington, I returned on New Years Eve.
I’m not sure if it’s because of the desserts in the Caf or the working heater in my dorm room, but I am stoked to be back at school for Winter Term. I feel like I’m not the only one – the mood around campus seems cheerful and optimistic as students walk to class with new school supplies in tow and hug it out after being away from each other for three weeks. The holiday season was just what we needed to feel rejuvenated after a long fall term.
Whoa, Christmas, hold up. I’m not talking about you… I’m still reminiscing about Thanksgiving, bro.
For the first time ever, I was in Disneyland over the holiday season. Do you know what that means?!! Main street decked from head to toe in lights and wreathes and swags of pine. The characters sported Christmas sweaters and candy canes (although the thermometer was still pushing 75 degrees, yikes), and the speakers lining the park lofted Christmas carols throughout the entire day.