Not 13
I just finished reading Mary Pipher's Reviving Ophelia: Saving the Selves of Adolescent Girls which reminded me to be grateful that I am no longer a teenager. Her thesis is that we have created a culture that is posioning teenage girls, causing them extreme self esteem issues. One of the things she does when she lectures is to ask any female in the audience who is happy with her body to step forward. She claims that in years of doing so no one has ever come forward. Depressing, no? Anyway, it dealt mainly with the junior high years, and as both a teacher and a woman, I found it a very interesting read. There is a companion piece called Raising Cain that deals with teenage boys, but I have not read it yet.
All of these classes have me fired up to change the world. I'm just not sure how yet.
I finally got back my final paper from my last class, and I got great comments. It was a real self-esteem booster.
Just found out that the school building will not be ready to go back to school. NO real surprise there. We will be teaching out of carts and going back and forth to inadequately airconditioned rooms for the first 6-8 weeks of school. This will kill me! I am the type who loves to have bulletin boards and classroom policies and the like. Sigh! I guess we need to look at this as an adventure. I'm just looking forward to teaching again that I guess it doesn't matter so much. At least that's my position now.
Bike riding tonight--I need to fly down a few hills.

