Saturday, February 18, 2017

My Supports

I looked up the word support to give me a jumping off point and Webster's II New College Dictionary gave this as one of its meanings: to maintain in position so as to keep from falling, sinking, of slipping. This says it for me, a form of support which holds me up during the day .I work in a stressful job and I am of the "sandwich generation" as I tend to my own parents and children.
I have several supports in place which minister to me physically, emotionally, mentally, and financially.
       1) Helping Others
 This a very important aspect of my life. Besides the fact that helping those in need is a moral obligation in my life it also takes my mind off of my troubles or stressors as I focus on others. If I did not have this support in my life I would begin to sit around and over think the worries I may be going through or make up worries as I reel through imagined scenarios.  Image result for helping others

       2) Church
This is the most important support for me and should probably have gone first. When I am at my wit's end because a child is taking me to "that place" or a student's family member is screaming in my face, I find if I focus on prayer it sooths me. I have many church friends who I can turn to who do not judge or belittle me. If I did not have prayer or Jesus in my life I think I would easily fall into the negativity that is not only a common part of the job and area I work but is so much part of the news these days. In fact, I KNOW I would fall into the negativity around me.
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         3) My Kids and Grand Children
Those of you who have children know what I mean. My children have grown into positive influences in my life and their wisdom guides me often. Other times, it is just great to hang out with them and their children to forget about the day. If they were further away from me and I could not see them as often as I do I think there would be great loneliness. Not having these guys in my life would cause great stress and sadness.

       4) Disengagement
This support system works well for me. The way I can do this is through reading a book or, I am embarrassed to say, those computer games of matching-three objects. Nothing can turn my busy brain off easier that a half hour or so of mindless matching and clicking. My life would not be over if I was not allowed this luxury. I would definitely need to find another sort of disengagement tool however because I cannot keep thinking things over and over in my head.


        5) The Lake
My favorite place in the world is "The Lake", a place I go during the summer for two weeks. Water soothes me and this is a place I have been going to since I was a child. My children come as well and we all forget about what is going on in our various homes and just enjoy nature. If this was not in my life (and sometimes I have had to forgo a trip) I am overwhelmed by life. I need to get away from it all and rest. If this was not a part of my life I would become over exhausted and that leads to forgetfulness for me.    
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         6) Learning New Skills
My final support is a relatively new one for me. I have rediscovered a love of researching and learning new skills which span anywhere from health and beauty to how to best handle a situation in the classroom. It stretches my brain and gets me out of the daily rut we can sometimes fall into. To not have this support I would fall victim to how things "used to be" and forget there are new and interesting findings discovered every day.


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                                                       Imagined Scenario
       One of the aspects of the Head Start program is every five years the agency, which is an umbrella type of agency, must re-compete with other agencies to keep Head Start funding. So far the same agency has won that competition for the grant money. My scenario is that this year ACAP (our umbrella organization) has not won the grant money and now a new organization has taken over. This new organization has its own staff so there is all new management. This organization, though well versed in child development, has not worked with Head Start before and does not know the program as well as it should. I will most likely keep my teaching position the first year as the new organization does not have teachers in place yet. This fact does not guarantee a teaching position the next year however.
      Some of my support systems mentioned above would be of great value, some would not, and some I could not even entertain. Prayer would definitely be a major part of getting through the stressful time of change as I put my trust in the LORD. To not have this in place would send me reeling into all kinds of doubt and confusion. My children would definitely be there to support me both emotionally and financially if need be. To not have them there to boost me up or even to live with if the case arose would leave me floundering with no place to go. I would need to make myself indispensable to the new agency and this can be done through learning new skills in child development and ELL knowledge. If I did not have my degree and was not further educating myself I would most likely be asked to leave and then I am homeless with no income. The Lake would be out of the question if I did not have a job and then the tumbling affect of overworked and exhaustion would take away clear thinking. I would continue to help others as this is a reminder of how blessed I am in my life. I know for a fact if this was not in my life I would sit around feeling sorry for myself.
      This is a pretty bleak scenario but one which actually could happen every five years of our Head Start program and it can and does lead to stress. This is why I am thankful for the supports I have in place.

"support."( 2001) In Webster's Dictionary II New College Edition. Boston, MA:
Houghton Mifflin Company 

Saturday, February 4, 2017

My Connectin to Play

Stomp in Puddles, Climb Trees, Dig in the Dirt, Go on a Bug Hunt, Make Mud Pies, Roll Down a Hill, Build a Cubby, Make a Daisy Chain, Create a Fairy Garden.:

My Favorite Toys
Japanese Garden in Portland, Oregon:
I spent hours playing in trees. It amazed me all the place I could go while sitting in its branches.
Blocks were my favorite indoor toy (sometimes outside too). I could build any place I wanted and escape into that world for hours.
Tsumiki by Kaz Shiomi for Kukkia #productdesign #toydesign:
The stream by my home was the best. I could be anything from an explorer traveling along its banks, to an ice skater in the winter, to a scientist examining all the pond life I could find.

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My parents were my biggest support system for play, one a kindergarten teacher the other an art teacher. Creativity was huge to them and still is. We were not allowed to watch much television so it left time for nothing but imagination. I lived in a rural setting so the rule was, we could play as far into the fields as we wanted as long as we could still see the top bricks of the chimney of our home. The role of play for me, looking back, was a way to escape the world. It calmed me, it excited me, it made me think I could be or do anything I put my mind to.
Play today is not the same as what I experienced growing up. Children do not (or cannot due to safety) play outside all day long, lost in the pretend, using materials of the world. I find I need to teach my students how to play when they come to my Head Start classroom. I also find that some of the teachers are uncomfortable when the children take items from one center to another to aid to their creativity. Technology is part of today’s world but I want creativity back in a child’s life. I want children to take a stick and make a whole world of play with it.
Play I lived as a child is still a big part of who I am today. I tend to think outside of the box and see the glass half full. Not only is the glass half full, but it is not a glass at all, it is actually a pitcher. I am a big advocate for play in the classroom and creativity is its base.  Working with inner city and immigrant children who may seem destined to what is dealt them need to learn creative ways to look outside of where they are to what truly can be.