Sunday, June 19, 2011

TRUTH

This past week or two, as I've read cover-story news articles online and flipped through magazines in waiting rooms, I've come across several articles that stood out to me in their juxtaposition with our topic of discussion in my institute class this week: The Family: A Proclamation to the World, and really left me thinking . . .


The first article I read was a Deseret News article that described a "new monogamy" - marriages incorporating "planned affairs" and "allowable infidelity." What?

Then I came across this article, and realized (having attended school at BYUI :) how common it is across the country for college students to have co-ed roommates.


Another article I read in a magazine was a mother's description of coming to terms with the fact that having only one child really was the best decision she could make - it was too risky, too costly, too busy to have more.


And there are the dime-a-dozen articles, another of which I noticed this week (but didn't read. . . enough already!), about politicians/celebrities who have been unfaithul/immoral.


Finally, tonight I was flipping through a National Geographic (link -viewer discretion advised!) and saw haunting images of Afghan women beaten and abused by their husbands.


On Tuesday at my institute class, Sister Shari Dew described a debate she'd listened to: one "pro-choice" and one pro-life. Any undecided listener, she said, would have sided with the more articulate and persuasive pro-choice debater. Sister Dew made this point: if you seek truth and guidance from the source that is more engaging, more charismatic, more articulate, you could quite easily end up on the wrong side of the fence.


The adversary's power is in his ability to make things inviting, "sensible," and attractive, winning people over little by little until whole societal norms are changed. And when something is "normal," - immoral relationships in the United States, or beating your wife in Afghanistan - people follow the trend without questioning the principles upon which it is founded.


After speaking to groups around the world, describing her beliefs about family and morality, Sister Dew is often approached by women who say "I wish that I'd known that being chaste was an option." That blows my mind.


All of this together kept me up the other night thinking about how grateful I am for truth: "a knowledge of things as they really are." (D&C 93:24)

TRUTH = a knowledge of things as they really are.


False ideas may be deceptively packaged and presented, but what they really are ultimately cannot be disguised, because the consequences still remain from not acting in accordance to truth. As Sister Dew said, "I have never met anyone who was happy because they committed adultery."


The truth: there is a correct way for marriages and families to operate. Truth, stated in the scriptures and so clearly and simply summarized in the Proclamation to the World. Truth, given with prophetic foresight over ten years ago in anticipation of the trends we see now.


Contrast the articles above with just a few of the fundamental truths from the Proclamation to the World:


"Husband and wife have solemn responsibility to love and care for each other and for their children."


"God has commanded that the sacred powers of procreation are to be employed only between man and woman, lawfully wedded as husband and wife."

"Children are entitled to birth within the bonds of matrimony, and to by reared by a father and a mother who honor marital vows with complete fidelity."


"Children are an heritage of the Lord."


My favorite part of the proclamation:


"Happiness in family life is most likely to be achieved when founded upon the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ . . . principles of faith, prayer, repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, and wholesome recreational activities."


That is not to say that perfect happiness is an instant result of making a correct decision, or that life will be without its sadness. But the bottom line is that His yoke truly is easy and His burden is light when compared to the consequences and pain of choices based on incorrect principles.


Happiness IS possible, when founded upon truth. In a world where heartbreak abounds from choices founded on false ideas of what is normal and what is right, what a blessing it is to have that truth.

Monday, May 30, 2011

Door, door on the wall. . .

. . .which is the fairest of them all? Mine is! :)

My classroom door, decorated by a student's mom. I love it!

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Happy Bearthday

I mean, happy Earth Day! . . . a week late!

our bulletin board / sunflower art project

Confession: sometimes, when I let the water run out of the tap, the song from Barney (yes, Barney the dinosaur) comes to mind - "While we're brushing our teeth and having so much fun, we never let the water run; no, we never let the water run!"
Then I feel a little bit guilty.

Brushing my teeth the other morning, I realized I really do have a bad habit of letting the water run - even though I had just had a discussion with my kindergartners about helping the earth and not wasting water. Oops. So that is my Earth Day pledge: turn of the water while I'm brushing.

If your Earth awareness has waned as much as mine, here are some inspiring suggestions from my kindergartners:

[sic]

"plant some flower seeds"

"pik up papr and gobij"

"throw garbage in the recyle can"

"turn off the water"

"plantrees"

"mop the playground" (?)

"stop pepol from literind"

"plant trees. and pick up garBage"

and my favorite -

"pic up chrash"

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Recognize this guy?


Jared's roommate filmed this as part of his application to film school. Pretty cool, eh?

Eye wonder. . .


. . . how it would be to live your life as this fish:



. . . because I kind of identified with him after this:



. . . and I also felt a strange kinship with him:





. . . now, a couple of days later, I just feel like people think I went crazy on the exotic purple eyeshadow, and forgot to do the other eye.


Lesson learned: be on your guard if an 11-year-old tries to tackle you in the snow. :)


Saturday, January 29, 2011

Miss that kid!

Awhile ago I looked through Ben's pictures on Facebook. Of course, it made me miss him. . .
Here are my favorites. I think they capture the essence of Reg:




A quote from his last letter to me that made me laugh:

"yeah life goes on here in mannheim. im back in a german ward speaking german again. it really does help to have a comp that works hard. . . but man i am so tired, all the time. every morning when the alarm goes off i want to just sleep but i know i cant ha ha. mornings are the worst. i dont remember if i told you this already, but a sister in my mtc district named her alarm clock 'lucifer, son of the morning' ha ha. i think that description is quite fitting."

Brilliant. Why didn't someone think of that before!?

Hopefully he'll send some mission pictures sometime soon that I can post!

Saturday, January 22, 2011

I {am, was} Drowning


About Wednesday I was consumed with this thought:


I'm drowning.


I'm keeping my head above water, and that's about it. Not because it's awful. But because I never reach that point where I sigh and say "Ah. That's done. Well done. Check. Next project." It's a constant race on all fronts. I suppose it's like being a mom. The class is clean; three hours later it's messy. The grades were done; there's a brand new stack of stuff to grade. Email parents/coworkers/administration about this; set up for that; document this; get this lesson ready. You could do it a bazillion times better if you had more time (but somehow when you do have extra time you want to spend it doing non-teacherish things).


So, what gives?


Luckily between the "I'm drowning" moments, there are (usually many more) moments that remind me that it's worth it and that I can/want to keep going. Luckily, yesterday was one of those days that brought with it a renewed perspective. Our class had a "Happy Birthday America" celebration (we've been learning about America gaining its independence) completely headed up by some amazing parents. They led the festivities and I was free to be the helper instead of the organizer. Pin the star on the flag, America bingo, a finger paint flag, and Uncle Sam hats. I was able to step back a bit and enjoy my kids and talk to the parents instead of stressing about being the coordinator. It was fun. It kind of restored my senses. I do love teaching kindergarten (and not just on celebration days when parents are in charge, haha :).


For the rest of the day (the PM class), I was a little more positive, a little more energetic. Of course the kids can sense this: they were more positive, more cooperative. I remembered why I love teaching.


I feel like even though in most senses I'm still drowning in stuff that needs to be done yet won't ever technically be finished (Bah. It's Saturday and I still have to go finish some stuff at the school) I can keep treading water.


Some of the reasons its worth it:

  • Seeing my kids make progress: the kids who in August didn't know "a" from "o" but now can read short stories, who couldn't write their names but now can write much more than that. And from that, the feeling that my job is purposeful. (As opposed to, say, my college custodial job of cleaning things that weren't that dirty in the first place . Did it really matter if I showed up?Just kidding.)
  • Getting paid for singing songs with 5- & 6-year-olds about Abraham Lincoln, counting by twos, the seven continents; reciting poetry; dancing
  • Having more than two days off for Christmas break (I promise, this was not a decisive factor in my becoming a teacher, but I love it)
  • Sharing books at story time and seeing the children completely silent and enraptured
  • Moments when children say/do something so hilarious that it's all you can do not to giggle
  • Moments when the momentum is completely there: everyone is on board going full steam and trying their hardest
  • Excitement in the kids' eyes the first day of school and hearing them, or their parents, say how much they love it
  • Hugs, notes, kind words from the kids
  • Support, kind words, assistance, and faith and trust from parents who love their children and support me as their child's teacher

Those are some of the things that make it great. I guess, in a sense, there is a moment when I can say "Done. Check. Next.": summertime. But I am not wishing that upon myself yet. That would mean it's time to pass of this batch of kids to first grade, and it is not time for that, yet. :)