Hello world!
So, I just went to my friend's birthday party! It lasted almost 5 hours... My feet were killing me by the time the party was over. (It was at a park, so we did a lot of walking.) And she loved the present I got her: an albino monkey (STUFFED ANIMAL, mind you. Although a real one would've been awesome!!!), two books, and a few mini Reeses cups (turned out to be her favorite candy! I forgot...).
What she told me made me feel pretty bad for her. For some unknown reason, her relatives don't like to give her family presents (I mean her, her mom, and her dad). Even on her birthday, no one gives her presents except her grandparents. And even then, they just gave her some cash. I was the only person who gave her a real present. :( She shouldn't be treated like that by her own family.
I also have another topic today. Yesterday I started thinking about my future. (AGAIN. I think a lot during the day.) I have been thinking about becoming an elementary teacher. I really want to do 3rd grade.
First reason for that was that 3rd grade was AWESOME! My teacher was really great, and I met my bestest friends in the whole world that year. I still talk to them by e-mail and stuff, which is quite a feat, since most of my friends I never talk to again when the school year ends.
Second reason is that 3rd graders seem easier to tolerate than kindergartners. It is easier to understand what they're saying, and they write better. Yet, they are still little enough to do some little kid stuff. Like I remember that in our class, we added a straw for every school day into a cup, then when there are ten days, we would bundle them together with a rubber band and put them into another cup, and when 100 days passed by, we bundled all the 100 straws with a big rubber band and they went into a third cup. I remember I was always excited for the straws ceremony.
I was thinking about how the world would be pretty dangerous for those kids. New technology always brings more security, while at the same time bringing more ways for criminals to hurt you. If the outside becomes really scary for those kids, then I want to be able to help them protect themselves. Every once in a while, instead of kickball or something for gym, I will teach them some techniques for getting out of a bad situation.
I would teach them how to get out of the grasp of a creep and knock him down to make it to safety, all within a few seconds. My classes would include a bit of martial arts and wrestling techniques. And, if a machine exists to make something get into your long-term memory, I will use it. This would be stuff that would be useful to these kids their whole lives.
I was also thinking that if there was a machine to make people switch bodies, I would use it someday. Everyone would switch bodies, then try their best to live like who they are in. So if Max got into Katie, he would be sitting in Katie's seat, hanging out with Katie's friends at recess, etc. for the whole day. A catch, though, is that they can't say who they are until they switch back.
I think it would be fun to be someone else for a day. I also think they could learn a few things that way. They could also make new friends that way, because if Max tells Leslie (ugh, I don't like that name!) he was Katie, and Leslie liked hanging out with him that day (when Leslie was inside of one of Katie's friends), then they could be friends after that. Sometimes, it is easier to become friends with someone when you don't actually know what they look like. Take the internet as an example.
Even if I don't get to do awesome stuff like that, I want to be remembered as a great teacher. That they get to remember at least one day of my class, and that it was a really fun year. That decades later, they will still remember my name. I want to be one of those teachers.
Wow, this is a really long blog post. I will stop torturing you people for the day. Bye!
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