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September 16, 2008

My First Day of School

My First Day of School
I got my Dream Job teaching Junior High Language Arts and Social Studies part time! I was recruited out of the blue and could not be more thrilled. I thought I was going to spend the next year (or two) subbing part time, but instead I get my very own classroom at a Junior High with an amazing staff.

The blog is going to be a bit quiet, as I was hired 2 weeks after school started and am frantically trying to get up to speed.

But, I am having the time of my life!

I am so very blessed - this job was truly a gift from God!

April 21, 2008

Illustrating

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From my Illustrator class
So, I got the sparkly-shiny-fast new computer up and running, and with just a few blips along the way, I got my powerful-yet-daunting new Adobe CS3 installed and whirring along.

I'm knee deep in Adobe tutorials, a fibro flare, and sick children, but I thought I'd post my latest project here (see black and white icons, above right), along with the intro I had to write for the class. I thought it would make a pretty good "About Me" segment and it made me laugh. so here you go:

I’m Leah Smith, a thirty-mumble mom of two boys, who at this moment are obsessed with weapons, Star Wars, and Pokemon. I taught 8th grade English and American History until 7½ years ago, when my first child was born (this is what I refer to as “my previous life”). I’ve always done desktop publishing (ah, PageMaker, I loved you!) and have loved color and design – unfortunately, I can’t draw anything more complicated than the Death Star, and even then my renderings are roundly criticized as “weird”, “not really a circle”, and “whatever, Mom”. I’ve also dabbled with HTML, CSS and website design, creating (well, modifying, really) websites (and business cards and logos and flyers) for myself and a few friends.

In my “next life” (once the little one goes to school full-time), I plan to either fulfill my childhood fantasy of becoming an astronaut, OR substitute teach part-time while I persue my dream of becoming a small-scale web- and print- designer who does a bit of writing and editing. Since the shuttle program has been scrapped, and I’ve never been so good with those pesky “math” thingies, I’m thinking the teaching/publishing gig is going to work out better for me.

Because I previously worked in a school (read: low technology budget) and have been a stay-at-home mom for nearly 8 years (read: have no money), I’ve been a bit behind in the whole Adobe Creative Suite revolution. My old computer wouldn’t run anything bigger than Illustrator 8.0 and refused point-blank to run Photoshop (not to mention any YouTube videos). We recently decided to bite the bullet and buy a new computer for me, and shell out for CS3 (the education discount helped considerably…on the software part). So, I am taking a few classes to get up to speed on this CS3 stuff all the kids are talking about these days. (I also have to take 15 credits to keep my teaching credential current, so it’s a win-win).

Every time I opened Illustrator in the past, I got hopelessly overwhelmed, cried a little, and then shut it down. I would open it every few months, thinking that last time I was just in the wrong mental frame, or underslept, or under the influence of too many martinis. I kept hoping my mad PageMaker skilz would transfer, but alas it was always the same story: open program….feel powerless….close program …cry a little…pour martini.

So, here I am – ready to learn this awesome Illustrator program “for reals”. I hope to overcome my fear of these math-sounding vector thingies and learn how to create cool, scaleable logos despite my complete lack of drawing ability. Maybe my boys will find my Illustrator-rendered Death Star more convincing.

March 16, 2008

Giddy with Excitement

I just got to buy books of essays that I WILL BE REQUIRED TO READ! I am positively giddy with excitement! I will be REQUIRED to read good writing and to be prepared to discuss, critique, and write some myself.

Yes, I'm ditching Chinese (zài jiàn!) and taking a different class next quarter. It's called "Writing Creative Non-Fiction" and I am positively thrilled! Here's the class description: "Focuses on the craft of short essay (memoir, travel essay, autobiography). Covers narration, characterization, dialogue, scene, voice and tone. Students write and critique short essays and read the work of established non-fiction writers. Suitable for beginning or experienced writers." Sounds blissful, no?

Also, since it's not offered on line, I just HAVE to go to CLASS twice a week. Yay, me! (Dave accuses me of keeping my teaching certificate up just to justify attending 3 college classes every 5 years).

Yes, I'm a dork. But a very, very excited dork! And maybe this class will be good for you all, too - hopefully it will lead to some better writing here at my pink toes.

October 28, 2007

I'm Not Just a Whiny Wuss

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(Chinese [language] kicks my arse)
The Asia Society report says it takes "an educated English speaker 1,300 hours to achieve the native-proficiency of an educated native speaker of Chinese, while it would only take about 480 hours to achieve the same level in French or Spanish." In Sunday's edition of The Washington Post Magazine, my Post colleague Elizabeth Chang quotes another source saying that it actually takes 2,200 class hours to achieve full proficiency.

...Arabic, Chinese, Japanese and Korean each takes 2,200 class hours -- or about four years even if you attended a very tough school that had you in language class three hours a day every weekday for nine months a year.

from a Washington Post Article by Jay Matthews

October 26, 2007

My Ass, It Has Been Kicked

I have not posted in so long - especially nothing of substance. But, I have SO much I want to say. Unfortunately, desire to write does not manufacture time to write.

Why? Because I have been doing some exciting self-discovery, soul-searching and navel-gazing and the immediate net result is the realization that I need to get 15 credits done before June 20. I'm so eager to talk about what led to my decision to keep up my teacher certification and to work on (future) admission to graduate school, but I just can't. I don't have the time right now to get it in the words I want to use. (Poorly-written self-discovery smacks of teenage diary-angst and that's not exactly what I'm going for, here.)

Because? I crazily decided to do my first 5 of these credits by taking Chinese 101. Inspired by my recent trip and my interest in the culture, I plunged into the class at a local community college. I started a week behind and have been playing catch-up ever since. This class is kicking my ass! (and no, I don't know how to say that yet in Chinese).

And? I'm also teaching a bible study and we just started a new unit. Yeah, my husband thinks I'm crazy, too.

Oh, and I just emerged from the physical ass-kicking of a three-week fibromyalgia flare.

I think I'm going to take the other 10 credits in other areas, mostly because I miss the headspace that I need to be in to write. I haven't been able to write because even if I did have a free minute, my brain was just not in the right space to write. I miss looking at the world through the lens of words, of mulling phrases and ideas over in my brain. That headspace has been inaccessible while taking Chinese. Learning a foreign language is all vocabulary lists and dialogues and "What the heck did she say?". It's like math (or at least the only levels of math I was able to aspire to) - there is no creative thinking. It is memorizing and decoding and flashcards, flashcards, flashcards.

I'm going to try NaBloPoMo again, just to keep my fingers writing. Don't expect anything earth-shattering. It may be just a bunch of entries in really crappy Chinese.

Right now? I should finish my homework that's due today at midnight. I got the last one (Monday's) in at 11:57pm. Maybe tonight I'll aim for 11:56.