Field Placement october 19th

(Tuesday oct. 19)
I officially do not like my field placement. I do nothing most of the day, and only help the kids when they have questions, and sometimes I have to say, "I'll help them," or the teacher will do it instead. I also have a math class, but they're doing coordinate planes and liniar equations, which are easy, but I can't see their graphs, so I can't help them. I can sometimes, but I can't be sure they're graphing them right. I can help them creat the equation, but friend A doesn't get it. It is frustrating, because I can't see the exact problems. One of the teachers was helping me help him, since I wasn't sure how to do it, but now I get it. Y, then thinking where they put the number of boxes or whatever than changes plus what is added, then the total which is the tetal than they get when they add everything. It makes sense now. This kid should actually be in an LD type math class, but they put him in the wrong one and he couldn't change it. Why? No idea. Its stupid! I thought about bringing manipulatives, but he would just play with them instead of do the work. He already can't concentrate. I may try to find out what he likes and then use it to teach him the math. Maybe that will work... I hope, because I hate seeing him struggle.

I can schedule classes today, but one of them that I wanted to take wasn't able to be scheduled because I haven't taken the mretest. I had to contact DSS, then the math department, then DSS again to get everything worked out to take it ASAP so I can schedule it.

I decided not to take the math class now, but I will take the test, because I still need it of next semester when I do take the class anyway and if I don't pass it this semester I can always try again next.
Arg scheduling is complecated.
So Meagan and I had fun walking to our next meeting/class after our 6-9 Education Psychology class. Last week there was a whole conversation on facebook about us throwing canes. (its hillarious maybe I'll post later haha!) This week my teacher gave me a large print paper (which I can't read), so I made a paper airoplain. Naturally, right? lol
TTYL I'm just bored

Second day of field experience

(written on Tuesday)
Ok, so today I came in just as my teacher was heading to lunch, and again, I forgot mine, so I talked to her while she ate and she said she wished I could come in the mornings because in the afternoon she has 2 resource periods and then works in the classroom with the lady who is alergic to dogs. (Although she kept saying "guy," I'm confused), I now go to Mrs. Mead's room and sit in on her math class for the last period instead of going to the science class. friend D, the kid that got a demarit last week, got one again this week, but it was the classroom teacher that gave it to him because he, again, wasn't behaving and doing his work. I helped a couple people in the eighth grade resource, and tried to help a few in 7th. I don't feel like I'm going to get much out of this experience, but I'll try...

Mmm! Buffalo Sauce!

Ok, so I just posted this to my guide dog list, so those of you on it may have seen it, but I had to post it here too lol!
(O and I'll be doing "catch up" posts at some point)


Ok, so I had a major O-my-gosh-these-labs-are-friggin-sneaky moment today.
We went to the Henry Ford Museum with a group from my learning community. I got up and fed Bilko around 7:15, and then we went to detroit. We had fun looking around all of the exibits and touring the Rouge Factory and seeing some of Green Field Village. Bilko's guide work was fanominal!
It was on the way home, and we stopped to get McDonalds. I figured I would just feed Bilko when we got back to school since we were getting back around 7 and It would be a hastle to bring food and everything. Well my friend finished her meal and set her bag down on the floor of the van. I was in the seat just behind the front passengers seat, and Bilko was laying between a cooler and the seat. Well apparently he was really hungry, because all of a sudden my friend looked down and was like "Bilko chewed through my bag, and got my sauce." I was like what! Really?
He's never done that before, and he was so quiet none of us even noticed until she looked down and saw him chewing on it! I guess him not eating more than bites of kibble periotically for 12 hours made him decide to be a brat.
Darn sneaky dog! haha!