On Tuesday, I was observing a US History class and we were talking about the cotton gin and the teacher had this AWESOME hands on lesson. He actually pulled out REAL cotton. I have never seen cotton just barely picked like that before. So he passed out the cotton to the kids and it had a ton of little black seeds. He explained that the slaves had they had to pull out the seeds quickly and cleanly all day everyday before the cotton gin. If they weren't fast enough, or were doing a sloppy job, they could get punished. Each of the kids got to pull out seeds from their little wad of cotton and we did too. Harvesting cotton become more than just this abstract idea. It became kind of real because the students got to experience it a little. I thought it was the coolest thing. I'm totally lame. But it's okay.
(Please all ignore the fact that I look like I'm a part of the class.)
Tomorrow, I am team teaching with one of my classmates to a real, live class of highschoolers. Not just in front of my classmates (8 courteous college kids who all want to be teachers also), but real teenagers. It's kind of intimidating and a little nerve racking. But I pretty excited. We are teaching Piaget's cognitive levels of development and the teacher told us we can take as much or a little time as we want. He is pretty chill so that makes it a little less stressful. I think I am going to show this video to get the class started :)
It falls under artificialism. Little kids make up ways to explain natural phenomena. Olivia is definitely thinking "preoperationaly" as Jean Piaget would say. And plus, its just really funny too.
So, I had a huge test yesterday and was stressing out hard core. So unfortunately, I skipped TWO workouts. I know, I know. I'm a horrible person. But today, I'm going on a five mile run with my friend Brenna. It should be good! I'm starting to remember why I loved running so much. I LOVE the sense of accomplishment after I finish a run knowing that I tried hard. And I love pushing my limits. Making it to the top of a hill or running for just a minute longer. It's the best feeling ever. That's why I run. I had simply just forgotten and the last month has helped me remember. :)



