Cheese

I love cheese. I also enjoy going out to eat with my best friend.  There are many restaurants in our area to choose from, so we often decide where to go based on our agenda.  Sometimes our agenda is based on the atmosphere according to our mood, food quality for taste, bar menu for drinks, or simply a fire place on a chilly evening.  The last time my friend asked me what I wanted to eat, my answer was, "cheese."  I wanted melted cheese and rolls.  I have this craving often when so when asked where I'd like to eat, it sometimes come down to who has the best cheese option.  One time Olive Garden's Fontina cheese appetizer was the deciding factor regarding where we ate that evening.  We laughed, shared, and "filled our cups" over wine, cheese, and rolls.  It was a memorable evening for two best friends.
This past weekend, I was once again asked, "where would you like to eat?"  It was a community question asked by the driver of the car.  No one had a request so I said, "I want cheese" because I did.  We were heading home from an Orlando Magic basketball game and our options were only among fast food restaurants.  It came down to Wendy's...ew!  While making a U-turn, I saw a WaWa convenient store and brought up a conversation about it.  I had never been in one but remember reading recent news about one being built near my home.  The driver mentioned that he heard WaWa had good food.  So we decided to check it out.  They had cheese!  Of course they had more than just cheese but they had cheese! And rolls!  I was very excited about my order of macaroni and cheese with a roll. As we ordered our food, a man was leaving the store with three food orders stacked in his arms.  I heard a sliding noise behind me and turned around just in time to see him drop a large order of macaroni and cheese on the floor! I felt so awful for him.  He simply shook his head and left the store.  I hope it wasn't for someone as happy as I was to be getting cheese.

Fears of Teaching

I am concerned that when I go into the classroom tomorrow to assist Mrs. Rice I will forget all of the teaching strategies I've learned.  Last week, she asked me what I would like to do this week.  She then mentioned small groups which I haven not done before so I picked that route.  I want to experience all that I can before showing up on my first day all alone.
Last week I worked independently with a student who obviously had a small special attribute to his personality, although I am not aware of the specific label.  I found that instead of showing him how to begin a project, I simply started it for him and then told him what to write.  I was focused on catching him up to the rest of the class.  I got him caught up but then felt as though I did not allow him to fully grasp what was going on with the project.
I am sure I will ease into the role as time passes but the fear of the initial starting point gives me slight apprehension.  I cannot wait to see how I do.
When I first begin with new students, all of the strategies, questions, and psychology of their developmental stages seem to overwhelm me.  I hope I can effectively teach these kids tomorrow.