i will admit that i sobbed to this song driving home last night...
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
a monday day date
For Martin Luther King Jr. Day this last week, neither the Fireman or i had school (he doesn't have school on Mondays anyways, but whatever). in honor of having a few spare moments where we didn't have to think about school or work we went on a Monday day date full of fun! The plan was to take the Frontrunner train from Provo to Ogden and back since the Fireman's favorite things in the entire whole wide world are trains.
To make the most of our time, we started early. We made the train in Provo right before 8 in the AM and made a stop in Orem for breakfast.
The train ride north was full of chatter, pictures, music, and Mad Libs. We're obviously just really hilarious.
The adventure continued at Union Station in Ogden. The day really turned out to be quite the fantastic train date. The Fireman waltzed with me through the main room on our way to tour the train exhibit (the little old man at the information desk even clapped for us).
To make the most of our time, we started early. We made the train in Provo right before 8 in the AM and made a stop in Orem for breakfast.
Our adventure included quite a bit of walking and meandering.
The adventure continued at Union Station in Ogden. The day really turned out to be quite the fantastic train date. The Fireman waltzed with me through the main room on our way to tour the train exhibit (the little old man at the information desk even clapped for us).
We decided on our way back south (as we munched on delicious Lunchables) that it would only make sense to play in Salt Lake for a wee smidge. We meandered through City Creek spending quite a bit of time at Deseret Book (i just love the book stores!).
By the time we headed back down to Provo for good, we were both exhausted and starving. Good thing we had Joe Bandido's planned for dinner because i don't know if anything would have sufficed. The chips and salsa are divine and make the trip to Springville worth it (unlike Guru's. i'm still peeved about that warm salsa the other day...)
As you can see, Monday day dates are really just fabbity-fab-fab and i can see many more coming.
*Sidenote: after deleting the pictures on my computer they deleted from the blog...oh well.
Friday, January 17, 2014
i just keep coming back...
to this song. A lot has happened over the last few weeks. Like the start of my last ever semester of college. The start of my student teaching. The realization that I'll be leaving my current job before the start of the next school year. Complications and frustrations all around my life. And i keep coming back to this song when the day is out.
Don't you worry. i'll be just fine. And i am fine for the most part. Absolutely great a lot of the time. Just gotta move past the stress...
Don't you worry. i'll be just fine. And i am fine for the most part. Absolutely great a lot of the time. Just gotta move past the stress...
Thursday, January 9, 2014
the fireman
The Fireman and i have been dating for a couple of months now so it's only fitting to actually introduce him.
For starters, he's a certified firefighter (obviously) working his way to fight wildland fires.
We met at a ward bonfire at the beginning of Fall semester, he asked if i wanted to light some sparklers with him, and that was that. Actually, we didn't see each other for a few weeks. Until one fine Sunday he and his roommate sat next to me at church. The Fireman complimented me by telling me how cute i looked and proceeded to invite me to attend the dating Sunday School class. He then officially asked me on a date and that was (kind of) that.
We went on some dates (both spontaneous and planned), decided we really like each other, and things got exclusive.
Pretty much just very exciting.
Things since have been fab and The Fireman is grand. We even love each other (crazy, right?). We have tons of fun, even if it's just a chill night watching a movie. Once we turned on The Emperor's New Groove to see if we could quote the whole movie. He opens doors for me, he plays guitar, he embraces and brings out the silly in me, he loves kids, he's opinionated like crazy, he loves tasteybevs, we sometimes speak small phrases in French (with the trusty help of Google Translate), he loves trains, he tells me i'm beautiful all the time, he hugs me tight... all good things, all good things.
He visited home over Christmas break and got to meet the fam. They were welcoming and grand (as always) and it was simply lovely getting to spend my vacation with all those people i love. We spent some time with his fam when we got back to Utah and, again, it was simply lovely.
Life for us is now zooming ahead what with the start of a new semester and everything. Our schedules are hectic and bizarre sometimes but he embraces it with me.
i can't predict everything in the future but things are looking bright!
Thursday, November 7, 2013
Am i smarter than a 5th grader? (pt. 2)
The results are in, folks!
Finally, the answer we've all been waiting for...."My name is Emme Toth and i AM smarter than a 5th grader!"
Or at least, "My name is Emme Toth and i AM qualified to teach children!"
Either way, i'm really just thrilled that the official scores have been posted. Not only did i pass, but my scores were above average across the board!
So watch out world, just a few short months and i WiLL be a honest-to-goodness, real teacher.
Yay!
Finally, the answer we've all been waiting for...."My name is Emme Toth and i AM smarter than a 5th grader!"
Or at least, "My name is Emme Toth and i AM qualified to teach children!"
Either way, i'm really just thrilled that the official scores have been posted. Not only did i pass, but my scores were above average across the board!
So watch out world, just a few short months and i WiLL be a honest-to-goodness, real teacher.
Yay!
Monday, October 28, 2013
expectations of failure
The other day i was hanging out with the Fireman telling him all about the UCSS Conference i attended that day. The UCSS is the Utah Council for Social Studies; essentially i attended classes all day to learn how to better teach Social Studies in my future classroom. My cohort sisters and i were expected to go for class (it was that or watch a conference and write a paper). What began as a bit of an unsure Saturday turned out to be absolutely phenomenal and full of amazing activities.
i was so excited about everything i had learned that i had to tell the Fireman all about it when we were hanging out later that day. At one point i turned to him and told him that i could stop talking about the conference if it was boring for him. He told me to keep going because it was cool to see me so excited about this.
Afterwards he told me that i'm going to be an amazing teacher.
You have no idea how much that meant to me. While i know my teachers all want me (and my cohort sisters) to succeed, while i know that they're preparing us to the best of their abilities, it seems like all they tell us lately is that we're not going to succeed. At least not for the first year or so. it feels like they keep telling us that we're only going to be keeping our heads above water the first year, that the first year is the most stressful year we'll ever face, etc.
Just once, while i know they're all rooting for us to succeed, i wanted one of them to tell us that we're going to be phenomenal, that we're going to succeed, that we're going to help our students succeed because that's the whole point of any of this. Again, i know they're only telling us it's going to be hard to help us prepare, but at some point it gets to be extremely discouraging. At some point it almost sounds like we're expected to fail and, in turn, fail our students.
So that one comment, "you're going to be an amazing teacher", from a guy i'm still getting to know, made a world of difference. Here's to you, Fireman, for reminding me that i (and my cohort sisters) can succeed.
i was so excited about everything i had learned that i had to tell the Fireman all about it when we were hanging out later that day. At one point i turned to him and told him that i could stop talking about the conference if it was boring for him. He told me to keep going because it was cool to see me so excited about this.
Afterwards he told me that i'm going to be an amazing teacher.
You have no idea how much that meant to me. While i know my teachers all want me (and my cohort sisters) to succeed, while i know that they're preparing us to the best of their abilities, it seems like all they tell us lately is that we're not going to succeed. At least not for the first year or so. it feels like they keep telling us that we're only going to be keeping our heads above water the first year, that the first year is the most stressful year we'll ever face, etc.
Just once, while i know they're all rooting for us to succeed, i wanted one of them to tell us that we're going to be phenomenal, that we're going to succeed, that we're going to help our students succeed because that's the whole point of any of this. Again, i know they're only telling us it's going to be hard to help us prepare, but at some point it gets to be extremely discouraging. At some point it almost sounds like we're expected to fail and, in turn, fail our students.
So that one comment, "you're going to be an amazing teacher", from a guy i'm still getting to know, made a world of difference. Here's to you, Fireman, for reminding me that i (and my cohort sisters) can succeed.
Sunday, October 27, 2013
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