kristen. 24. full-time employee. college graduate. in debt.
Here you'll find my musings on life, love, sex, work, and anything else I find important. Also, lots of pictures of the things I love most. Don't be afraid to say hi, I don't bite... often.
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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
On Friday, I was called back for a second interview. I was a little upset because I was telling my friend the day before how much I dislike second interviews. Second interviews mean panels, panels mean future coworkers who don’t have any supervision over me. Basically, it’s a popularity contest. Anyway, putting all that aside - the second interview consists of creating a lesson plan proposal. I have to create a curriculum for a skill building class based on the topic of “differences”. I mean, when I read the email my heart literally dropped. Differences can be interpreted in so many ways. What do they mean by DIFFERENCES?! Like, how am I suppose to deliver this topic without shoving differences in the face of 8 and 9 year olds? All week I’ve been thinking and typing and searching. My brain hurts. I am just so upset over this. I guess I’m more upset because I really want this job and I really want to win this popularity contest. I’m trying to make my lesson plan fool proof. I want to have the answers for the “what ifs” because let’s face it, if there is no loose end then it’s a great lesson plan. “What if the children don’t have a best friend?” Answer: “Then I will ask them to write what their ideal best friend would be like - differences and similarities.” Ahhh… then the art activity threw me for a loop. I thought a puzzle would be a great art activity but then I tried cutting out puzzle pieces and I was thinking about what kid would want to sit and cut cut cut these little humps and bumps for 15 minutes. I had to figure out a new activity and I just can’t think because NOTHING is good enough. Nothing is making sense. It’s not coming together for me and I’m a little worried to say the least.