Dear Diary/Blog

Hi everybody! I hope everyone is having/had a great holiday weekend. Mine was pretty good.

Friday was Dan the Man’s birthday, but he had to work so we didn’t really celebrate until Saturday. We went to the Galleria and watched people ice skate, walked the entire mall, and I stared and laughed at all the Quinceñeras with their crew walking around strutting their stuff.

After the Galleria, we went to Ross, Marshals, Borders and Lane Bryant because I needed an outfit, at least a nice jacket, for my interview this morning. I originally had my heart set on the fashions of Torrid. I imagined myself strutting around in some cute paint suit, turning heads and feeling as sexy as the girls on the Torrid website. But no such luck. In the end I did find a nice jacket at Lane Bryant. Anyway, enough of the trials and tribulations of a fat girl’s shopping adventure.

So yeah, I had an interview this morning for a sixth grade language arts and reading position. I was accepted into the alternative teacher’s certification program. They told me on Thursday but I’m trying not to talk about it too much because I don’t want to get my hopes up too much. But the interview this morning went well. About forty-five minutes after I left the school, the assistant principal called me and asked me if I was available for a second interview. It’s tomorrow and there will be four people there at one of the ladies’ homes. I hope I’m not as nervous as when I first arrived today. My hands were shaking a bit and the principal noticed. We’ll see how it goes tomorrow. In the meantime, I’m doing more research on pedagogy and the thematic approach and such. I’ll keep you all posted.

In other news, my sister arrived from El Chuco today. My mom moved out on her own this month and my sis went to help her with the transition. To say that she’s an angel is not only trite, but not enough to express how great it is that she was there for the move. I went over to see her because I had to drop off her keys and because she had some stuff for me like the flag that was drapped over my dad’s casket, a doll that my dad’s oldest sister made, a tape of me being hypnotized, and my journals from when I was a little kid. After some delicious bbqed hot dogs, I sat at the dinning room table and read them. Man, I was one crazy kid. Dan the Man is reading them as I type this and laughing.

Gee, this is starting to sound a lot like those journals. Hehehehe


Daily Texican said...

Congrats! You'll definitely get the job if you're using words like pedagogy.

cindylu said...

Yeah, tell them you read Freire and McLaren and are totally into consciousness raising and liberatory pedagogy. Wait, nevermind. Use words like student-centered and partcipatory. Buena suerte!

Cracked Chancla said...

pardon my ignorance, pero que es la galleria that the quinceaneras are running around. you're so brave i can't believe you shared your diary with someone. i began shredding my high school diary when i found it i was too afraid to let anyone else see it. second interviews are always a good sign--congratulations on the new job.

La Brown Girl said...

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to bring up student-centered and partcipatory becuase I didn't do enough reasearch before. I hope I'll learn their meaning in training.

The Galleria is the mall in Houston. Most of the fuffy, rich ladies and fresas go there. I hate it, but I wanted Dan the Man to see it.