The Best of: Wildraven
Jan. 16th, 2004 12:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wildravenWierd week
Strange mix of emotions at event last weekend.
Missing past, realizing things change.
I'm always ok with me changing, as long as everything else stays the same. Realized I missed some people I had almost forgotten about.
Life needs a "best of" album. There is no one point in my life where everything is perfect. There are, however, things from each year, each phase, that I loved and miss. I would not want the whole year or phase back, just that small part... the good parts. It's like a band with 12 albums. Some you like 3 songs, a bad album just 1. Even when you get a great album where you love to listen to the whole thing, you would not want to forsake those good songs from the other 11 albums completely. Life needs a "best of" where you could put all the good things from all 12 albums onto one 2-disc set.
Doesn't happen.
So for now I live in that really good album with only a couple of bad songs, but I still like to take out the old ones, listen to the 1-3 good songs, and get nostalgic.
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Ran into a substitute teacher this week who looked familiar. This woman looks at me, says hi and waves in a slightly embarrassed manner. I slow down... confused... knowing I know this woman from somewhere... then it hits me! I say her name right after she has passed, and she smiles and we chat for a minute. She was a student of mine 11 years ago. She was a little talkative girl who is now doing substitute teaching while in grad school. geez... getting old...
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Same day, jump on email, get a letter from a former student who is now in Iraq. He talked about my old military history course I used to teach in the summer time (back when he was 11 and 12). He seems to be in shock by all the changes in his life. I'm so glad to hear from him, but part of me also knows that he is not in a good place if he is reaching back for memories from 10 years ago. I just hope he stays safe and comes back all right.
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Hockey: We went 1-1 this week. We had a good win Tuesday, followed by a strange loss Wednesday. Wednesday, 7-3 win, but it was 3-2 in the second. My first line is really clicking, moving the puck like poetry, scoring 5 of the 7 goals and having numerous other opportunities. The differences between the various first-year girls is starting to show. Two are in double-digits in scoring, two have not scored at all yet.
Wednesday was not against a high school JV team, it was against a strange team that goes 6th-9th grades. There is not seperate V and JV. Some of their forwards are the worst I have seen all year while their 4 defensemen are the 2nd best we have seen all year. Their defesnemen (2 of whom play on select girls teams) shut down my forwards, skated the puck well, and scored all their goals. We lost 4-2. What a strange mix of talent. Forwards so bad, defense so good.
I did a good thing. One of my players thought she might have mono. The test results were not going to be in until Wednesday. She wanted to play Tuesday. I yelled at her (nicely). It's just a game. When she's 53, she'll want her spleen. I made it clear that her spot will still be here for her when she becomes healthy again.
Her Mom came in the next day and thanked me. Turns out she does have Mono and she could have ruptured her spleen. Mom said she, the doctor, and her father had tried to get through to her but she didn't listen. Somehow, she had listened to me.
I don't know what coaches out there would have played her anyway, but they shouldn't be coaches. Seemed like a no-brainer to me. Wish it was for everyone out there... :-(
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Well, on to what should be quite the fun weekend.
I'm looking forward to this.
Monday off.... thank god...
:-)
Strange mix of emotions at event last weekend.
Missing past, realizing things change.
I'm always ok with me changing, as long as everything else stays the same. Realized I missed some people I had almost forgotten about.
Life needs a "best of" album. There is no one point in my life where everything is perfect. There are, however, things from each year, each phase, that I loved and miss. I would not want the whole year or phase back, just that small part... the good parts. It's like a band with 12 albums. Some you like 3 songs, a bad album just 1. Even when you get a great album where you love to listen to the whole thing, you would not want to forsake those good songs from the other 11 albums completely. Life needs a "best of" where you could put all the good things from all 12 albums onto one 2-disc set.
Doesn't happen.
So for now I live in that really good album with only a couple of bad songs, but I still like to take out the old ones, listen to the 1-3 good songs, and get nostalgic.
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Ran into a substitute teacher this week who looked familiar. This woman looks at me, says hi and waves in a slightly embarrassed manner. I slow down... confused... knowing I know this woman from somewhere... then it hits me! I say her name right after she has passed, and she smiles and we chat for a minute. She was a student of mine 11 years ago. She was a little talkative girl who is now doing substitute teaching while in grad school. geez... getting old...
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Same day, jump on email, get a letter from a former student who is now in Iraq. He talked about my old military history course I used to teach in the summer time (back when he was 11 and 12). He seems to be in shock by all the changes in his life. I'm so glad to hear from him, but part of me also knows that he is not in a good place if he is reaching back for memories from 10 years ago. I just hope he stays safe and comes back all right.
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Hockey: We went 1-1 this week. We had a good win Tuesday, followed by a strange loss Wednesday. Wednesday, 7-3 win, but it was 3-2 in the second. My first line is really clicking, moving the puck like poetry, scoring 5 of the 7 goals and having numerous other opportunities. The differences between the various first-year girls is starting to show. Two are in double-digits in scoring, two have not scored at all yet.
Wednesday was not against a high school JV team, it was against a strange team that goes 6th-9th grades. There is not seperate V and JV. Some of their forwards are the worst I have seen all year while their 4 defensemen are the 2nd best we have seen all year. Their defesnemen (2 of whom play on select girls teams) shut down my forwards, skated the puck well, and scored all their goals. We lost 4-2. What a strange mix of talent. Forwards so bad, defense so good.
I did a good thing. One of my players thought she might have mono. The test results were not going to be in until Wednesday. She wanted to play Tuesday. I yelled at her (nicely). It's just a game. When she's 53, she'll want her spleen. I made it clear that her spot will still be here for her when she becomes healthy again.
Her Mom came in the next day and thanked me. Turns out she does have Mono and she could have ruptured her spleen. Mom said she, the doctor, and her father had tried to get through to her but she didn't listen. Somehow, she had listened to me.
I don't know what coaches out there would have played her anyway, but they shouldn't be coaches. Seemed like a no-brainer to me. Wish it was for everyone out there... :-(
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Well, on to what should be quite the fun weekend.
I'm looking forward to this.
Monday off.... thank god...
:-)
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Date: 2004-01-17 02:02 pm (UTC)