My Marshmallow Friends

My name is Kristina. I am 21 years old and about to start my junior year in college.
I am currently going to school as an Early Childhood Education major ( Teaching: Pre-K thru 3rd grade). For a while I had just been going to school to "just become a teacher" but now...I feel as though I have an even bigger purpose to want to be a teacher.
I got diagnosed with Attention Deficit Disorder when I was in kindergarten. From then, thru middle school, high school, and even now in college I have had wonderful teachers who have encouraged me to succeed and learn but unfortunately I have also had horrible teachers who just didn't know how to "teach" someone like me.
In kindergarden, I wasn't given a cupcake because "I couldn't stay still"
In third grade my teacher would yell at me when I put my feet up on the bars under the desk and also told me my handwriting "looked like chicken scratch"
In fifth grade I was in the "gifted and talented" program (The program was for students who were more advanced in certain subjects, kind of like an honors program for elementary/middle school students), one day my teacher held up my writing paper and said "you call this gifted and talented work?!" in front of the entire class.
In middle school and high school, Math never was (and still isn't) my greatest subject. I had to get tutored in it because I had such a difficult time understanding it. People that were supposed to be helping me with the subject would sometimes get frustrated with me because it would take me a very long time for me to understand a math problem.
Then a year and a half a go, in the summer before my sophomore year of college I had a professor who made me feel worthless and stupid. I even went to his office to make him aware that I had a learning disability, he said "if you need help, you can go to the success center". He was one of the worst teachers I have ever had for more reasons then just that one occasion. He was one of the reasons that I almost didn't graduate from my community college with my associates degree as well as screwing things up for me with transferring to the university I will be attending this september (Its a very long, frustrating story that if you really wanted to hear how awful he was I would tell you but to stop myself from rambling I'll move on).
I've been dealing with people who don't understand A.D.D for a long time, Not only with teachers but with other people as well.
Don't get me wrong, I have had many teachers and others that have influenced me. One teacher in particular was amazing. She is probably the biggest reason why I haven't given up on becoming a teacher. I wanted to be just like her, maybe even better. She was sweet, understanding, and just had so much pride in being a teacher and I loved it. One day she had us watch a video, it was about this guy named "Jonathan Mooney" who has written a book called "The Short Bus: A Journey Beyond Normal". Jonathan Mooney has a learning disability like I do and in the video he is speaking at a school and talking about his life. It was truly amazing, it brought tears to my eyes. He talked about things to the staff and students that have happened to me and expressed how someone like me felt being a student with a learning disability. After watching that video, I realized that I wanted to have an impact on this world, even if its a small one. I want to help people to understand what people with learning disabilities go through. I want to be the teacher that my students look up to, I want to have an impact on their lives and encourage them to want to succeed and get an education. If I can do that...I will feel so accomplished. Even if it is just a single child.
Another thing I was also thinking about doing is taking my stand outside the classroom. Maybe going to teachers faculty meetings in many different school districts to talk to other teachers so maybe they too can help understand what "we" go through.

So this is finally where my point comes in....(If you have read this entire thing then thank you, I know it was long).
I need your help. I want to hear your stories about going to school or just about life with A.D.D in general,the frustrations you have had to go through or even people who have helped you...Anything.
If I am going to help other people understand what people with A.D.D go through then I need more examples then just my own. Even any suggestions would be appreciated.

I hope I can somehow encourage every one of my students to succeed no matter what anyone else does or says to them, If not all of my students...even one will do. I want them to be able to prove to the world that they can do it. I want to be one less person that tells them they "can't" or they are "wrong". That they should be proud of their "messy" handwriting and their "excited" behavior because thats who they are and why the heck should you have to be like someone else? Who's to say that they are "wrong". Maybe it is not the other people who are "normal"...maybe WE are the "normal" ones.

    hi, first post, so sorry if I don't post properly, but I've got two things I just can't seem to remember.  The first is a movie that probably came out in the early 2000's or late 90's. It was about a man who was stranded on a deserted island and stuck there for a long time. In the end it turned out they were actually in a small island of New York or somewhere, and for some reason a big pond comes to mind, maybe it surrounded the island. I can't think of much else, so I hope that is enough. The next thing is a quote from either a movie or a book that must not be too old, maybe 2007? It's said by a girl who isn't too bright, and is something along the lines of 'I'm trying to read this book, but I have to look up every word in the dictionary, then I have to look up those words, and it takes an hour to read a page!'
    I hope that's enough! Thanks much in advance :)

1. How common among languages is it to find heat as a metaphor for emotion, specifically sexual arousal, anger, and embarrassment?

For example, in English, you can say that you are sexually attracted to someone by saying "I am hot for [x]." When someone is aroused, you can say that they are "hot and bothered", and people having sex could be said to be getting "hot and heavy". If someone is sexually attractive, they are said to be "hot". In Spanish, you can also do this "Ella es caliente." For anger, you can say that someone is "hot under the collar". People who are angry are frequently described as feeling hot, especially in the face. Someone with a temper is said to be "hotheaded". I had some more in mind, but I seem to have forgotten them. :P Embarrassed people also feel "hot in the face".

For this, it would be helpful if you could post as many expressions in your language of choice that treat heat as a metaphor for arousal, anger, and embarrassment.


2. Is it common for languages to feature a word for 'to blush', and do these words have an added connotation of the feeler's face turning red?

It would be interesting to see how the phenomenon of blushing is treated in places where people aren't easily seen blushing (as in, they feel the heat, but other people don't see them turning red because they're too dark-skinned or whatever). So yeah, if you know the word for 'blush', please post it.

I'd like to see if it's universal among cultures for heat to be associated with passion, anger, shame, etc. I'd expect it to be so, but I'm interested in seeing specific expressions and stuff.


Many thanks in advance to those who respond. :)

Ugh, why is my LJ header all eff'ed up.

Hope this is not too vague, but this was a woman artist whose medium
was vintage paper taken from old books? Or perhaps it was just vintage paper.
It was towards the front of the magazine.

Thank you!

The Jackalope Is Driven Further Into Suburbia

The natural habitat of the Jackalope is in danger and it drives the Jackalope further and further into suburbia.

Does anyone here speak it? Or know any good resources for it? I'm having to resort to the Lonely Planet Central Asian phrasebook and Rosetta Stone Pashto - one is a buggy computer program, the other is a small phrasebook, and neither one has any sort of grammatical explanations for anything.

Thanks

So, I was suppose to have a really cool shot of my first trip to Starbucks, but I forgot my memory card and didn't get it :( Here's one of those random ideas that I was so not dressed for...LOL!

Kee Klamp-like fittings for electrical conduit.
Escher-patterned carpet tiles.
Carpet punch for turning scrap carpet into carpet tiles.
Large-scale double-backed peel-and-stick adhesive film (dimensions of 24″ x 24″ and above) for affixing said carpet tiles. This probably exists, but I wasn’t able to find it.
Water jet cutter for under $1000.

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Well I have two kids movies that my dad would show us..

One is as I remember, half animated and half live action with these two girls in the forest, or a jungle? I forget what mostly happens to them.


The second one is involving some older man named Snyder [I believe] and I remember a scene where the family is eating breakfast and the mother gives the kids a health shake or drink and the pour it into the plants. This one has a shoe before the movie stars, with the laces tied or something. There is also a chase involved I think? Snyder is after the kids. ---- It's called My Pet Monster

I think they might both be straight to video.


edit: I found the possible production company but it doesn't have any of the titles of the movies anything I recognize: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hi-Tops_Video

These are my feet. Upon those feet you will notice that there are sock. Over top of the socks are boots. Holding the boots together and my stocking shod feet inside of them are laces. On those laces are some freaky little metal things.

I do not know the name of these little metal thing let alone what you would call similar type of contraptions and/or accouterments. I did not purchase them and do not know where they came from as they "fell off a truck." In short, all I know is they make me look badassed enough to beat up 5 truckers hopped up on meth. The truckers are on meth. Not me.

They are made of a soft metal and vaguely x-shaped. The laces go through loops in the metal and they just kinda sit there and look awesome.

So tell me oh wise men and women of whatwasthatone, what the crap are these things and where can I get more?

Bethany told me that she had a dream the other night and in it I kept on stealing the cheese off of her pizza. In reality, I know better than that. Bethany will defend her cheese with tooth and nail.

Hopefully I screwed up and put the broken kindle in my backpack instead of the replacement. Because otherwise, that would mean that after my first Kindle failed, I got 2 bad replacements in a row. Either that, or I am cursed to break Kindles that come near me.

I was going to go to bed but I got distracted. My students saw me a few minutes later and laughed at me.

This is when the puppies are in "aw how cute" stage and not "oh my god take them away already." You couldn't pick up one that night without all the others climbing on top of you.

http://returninghomefromexile.wordpress.com/2008/12/15/a-murder-in-front-of-the-girls-hostel/