There's No Place Like Miss Forsyth's Class

This year I wanted a new theme. I didn't know at the time how much work it would actually take, but I'm happy with the results. After my first year I knew I needed change in the classroom- especially since the majority of the kids are the same and I'm in the same classroom. I went with the Wizard of Oz theme simply because I liked the idea of my kids focusing on Kindness, Courage, and Knowledge. I am the master Dorothy as their teacher. It's easy to forget when you're putting a classroom together why you're even doing it. It was a nice reminder to me today to realize that the kids will come tomorrow and that all the work will be worth it. Here are a few pictures:

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Dearest Utah

My dear sweet Utah, What an amazing three weeks you've given me. You always will be my home away from home and I will always be grateful for my summers spent with you. Utah, you teach me a lot every single time I'm with you, and this year you've given me much to be thankful for. You have taught me that family is never that far away. You have taught me that life in itself gives great challenges, but those challenges make me stronger. You have taught me that one of my most favorite things is seeing my grandparents hold hands while walking together. You have taught me that the mountains are the most beautiful place in the world. You have taught me that the stars are so much brighter when you are actually looking for them. You have taught me how much I am blessed to have such amazing friends back home. You have taught me that it's okay not to look your best every day. You have taught me that Law & Order: SVU is a slight addiction shared by my cousins and myself. You ha

Lead me, Guide me, Walk beside me.

Woke up. Got ready. Walked to class in the rain. Went to class. Watched people slide all around campus. Check email. Last class has been cancelled. Go home. Get text. Pinnacle Sales have been ceased immediately. Lost job. Cry. Call mom. Call cousin. Cry. Go to aunts. Find relief and comfort. Leave. Go to other aunts. Get comfort and dinner. Drive home. Cry while driving. Get home. Cry more. Call mom. Cry even more. Take shower. Cry while in the shower. Get dressed. Put on favorite pajamas. The ones with the turtles on them. Sit on the couch. Open laptop. Start this blog. I woke up this morning and my life was perfect. I am attending BYU, I had a great job that I loved, and I had ice cream in the freezer, Really, what more could a girl want? Then the news came that Pinnacle Sales have been ceased and that I should not go into work until further notice. Basically, I have been laid off with no warning. The shock of all this was more than I could seem to handle. I cried in front of my ro

Exhaustion

It's been almost a year since I blogged and honestly I haven't felt the need to write as much since I was in high school. I look back at how consistent I was in my blogging and I really like the person I used to be. I tell people all the time that the prime of my life was when I was in high school. My life now consists of being exhausted 100% of the time. Even though it's summer, I still find myself teaching summer school, collaborating with my new team, and then being a full-time graduate student at night. I should probably mention that my classroom is a disaster and those plans I had for the perfect pirate classroom are slowly fading as the hours go on. You hear people all the time talking about how their life isn't going according to plan and I am among those people. I never imagined that I would be 25 years old, going into my 5th year teaching, a graduate student at BYU, single, and as exhausted as I am. I hope you know that I don't use the word exhausted li

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