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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Eccentricities, Education, and ... Everything</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @radavis)</generator><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Just Rolling Around</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I learned a lot today in the space of two hours and it originates with the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;time-honored tradition of strapping wheels to my feet and attempting to locomotor around a gymnasium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-1832962261519991656"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Skills from one area do not translate into others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am a &amp;#8220;natural&amp;#8221; at many athletic activities, but rollerskating, not so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;2. My tendency to move quickly is not my friend.&lt;br/&gt;Walking, running, driving, talking, and thinking quickly are my natural tendencies. I MUST slow down on skates. (Mostly because I don&amp;#8217;t know how to stop.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;3. If I must fall, I do it with style.&lt;br/&gt;I wiped out three times on my own today. Every single time, my students and coworkers were impressed with my grace under pressure, er gravity.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;4. I love my students so much, I am willing to do things that make me look imbalanced. (unbalanced?)&lt;br/&gt;I did not plan on skating today and intentionally wore no socks in order to avoid peer pressure. Because one of my darlings begged me to skate, I went to the car and found mismatched socks, wore those and staggered my way around on ancient roller skates. I changed quickly, because one sock was one of my black ankle-height running socks and the other was a knee-high gray sock. (I know, I&amp;#8217;m awesome.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;5. Older men and junior high boys are my biggest fans. (I think it&amp;#8217;s because they like to laugh at women who fall.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;6. Even when I&amp;#8217;ve got things under control, something always happens.&lt;br/&gt;After my third and most painful fall, I slowed down and was just starting to get into a rhythm again. Just about the time I was ready to speed up again, a 14 year-old crashed into me and had me skating on one foot. As I desperately searched for my other foot, which was somewhere behind me, he grabbed my hand and tried to pull me back up. No dice, I just sat down. It was easier.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;7. I am always concerned about the other person first.&lt;br/&gt;Somewhat foolishly, as the boy dragged me along on one foot and was the one who knocked me down, I still asked him if he was okay.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;8. And finally, it&amp;#8217;s always better to get back up and go again, no matter how bad it hurts.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And here I thought I was just chaperoning a field trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/48378160291</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/48378160291</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Apr 2013 13:31:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Thank You</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;It&amp;#8217;s funny how I was ready to give up teaching three months ago. I was tired of parents. I was tired of teaching. I was tired of paperwork. I was just&amp;#8230; tired. I was going to flat-out walk away from the last 11 years of my life (school and career). I thought I could do it and I was ready to try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Then, of course, there was the issue of money. So, what does a person do when they&amp;#8217;ve been teaching for the past 7 years and there are few jobs out there that will pay the bills? A person goes with her experience and expertise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;So, I applied for a long-term sub position, not thinking I&amp;#8217;d get it and I probably wouldn&amp;#8217;t have done it if somebody hadn&amp;#8217;t pushed me into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Then I got a phone call, asking me to come and do a trial day with the students. If I was good at my sub day, then I would get the job. Straight-up terror sank in. These were 5 and 6 year olds. I&amp;#8217;d been teaching adolescents for the past 3 years. Self-doubt, terror, panic, etc. set in. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That same person who pushed me into applying told me that I could do it, that they believed in me. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I didn&amp;#8217;t even want to go, and that person told me that they understood my fear and that it was okay if I didn&amp;#8217;t. So I went.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And it was good, but i didn&amp;#8217;t know if I got the job. I wasn&amp;#8217;t even sure I wanted the job, but I got it. I didn&amp;#8217;t want to reply to the e-mail or return the call. My person told me they understood and that they would support my decision no matter what, so I returned that call.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And I love teaching again. I have huge successes and miracles every day, mixed in with some disappointments and heartbreaks. I love my students so much that I don&amp;#8217;t know how hard I&amp;#8217;ll cry on the last day of school. I owe my career and so much more to that person. I hope they know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45893914748</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45893914748</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Mar 2013 21:32:28 -0700</pubDate><category>self</category><category>education</category><category>teaching</category></item><item><title>… and made with only a typewriter</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/0e9395a80e64b2a0e5e7f716f1f03434/tumblr_mjmjinSmVg1qhe9epo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;… and made with only a typewriter&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45354332038</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45354332038</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Mar 2013 11:00:44 -0700</pubDate><category>art</category><category>typewriter</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/d1a19c2886e6b13382e866f7d8091cfa/tumblr_mjmjfaUcfy1qhe9epo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45305502069</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45305502069</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 17:16:22 -0700</pubDate><category>daryl dixon</category><category>the walking dead</category><category>iphone case</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/658c0bdb033cc37337ecdf8c54ba08e3/tumblr_mji0i5bEeG1qzr04eo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45243001654</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45243001654</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Mar 2013 20:19:43 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Things that matter are not easy. Feelings of happiness are easy. Happiness is not. Flirting is easy...."</title><description>“Things that matter are not easy. Feelings of happiness are easy. Happiness is not. Flirting is easy. Love is not. Saying you’re friends is easy. Being friends is not.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;David Levithan, &lt;em&gt;Naomi and Ely’s No Kiss List&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://perfect.tumblr.com/"&gt;perfect&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45242249024</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45242249024</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Mar 2013 20:09:55 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Hoard it like it's made of gold</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Apparently I&amp;#8217;m parenting the right way.  Upon discovering that we were down to our last roll of toilet paper,  (I need to go shopping.)  my teenage daughter clutched the last roll to her chest and quoted our favorite show, &amp;#8220;You hoard toilet paper&amp;#8230; Hoard it like it&amp;#8217;s made of gold, &amp;#8216;cause it is.&amp;#8221;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45171071069</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/45171071069</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2013 21:59:01 -0700</pubDate><category>supernatural</category><category>quotes</category><category>toilet paper</category></item><item><title>Please say that grand gestures have not disappeared. Everything...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZKkJ7vTIwEk?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Please say that grand gestures have not disappeared. Everything is so in-your-face all the time that we may have become desensitized, but this, this, would never get old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44845213298</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44845213298</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Mar 2013 22:21:05 -0800</pubDate><category>say anything</category><category>john cusack</category><category>in your eyes</category><category>peter gabriel</category></item><item><title>Cloaked in Landscapes</title><description>&lt;a href="http://api.ning.com/files/YhwQqZhqiBYc6xDM-I6GdjJMNBr29ZBWBzfjrxT70PYQC3dYDcoHaaT0-xXCWLMvi3yeN2Slq8sus1OgE7XSnA48hVasqi52/moki_5.jpg"&gt;Cloaked in Landscapes&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44844158340</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44844158340</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Mar 2013 21:58:29 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/ef4a7375a4af95c22cad5af917f859e7/tumblr_mjbsu5Yaz31qhe9epo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44841295651</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44841295651</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Mar 2013 21:06:05 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>This is me, now.  I’m not good with strangers</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mebwdiwdRb1qzmkxio1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mebwdiwdRb1qzmkxio2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mebwdiwdRb1qzmkxio3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mebwdiwdRb1qzmkxio4_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is me, now.  I’m not good with strangers&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44436295590</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44436295590</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Mar 2013 22:12:48 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>I loved this movie!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/558a4f2a28cb229615033582664b2ffa/tumblr_mibauidwOL1s60fhvo1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/09ea4a660033e1aebb4b300606f234b9/tumblr_mibauidwOL1s60fhvo2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/7fd008dc3ad29a67fd2ac6fe68f0e508/tumblr_mibauidwOL1s60fhvo3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/1d69ac33d05678e69e9d34f8cb6b02ed/tumblr_mibauidwOL1s60fhvo4_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved this movie!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44340067475</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44340067475</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Mar 2013 18:55:59 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Am I a better teacher when my personal life is ruined?  Hmmmmmmm</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Am I a better teacher when my personal life is ruined?  Hmmmmmmm&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44128622270</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44128622270</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2013 23:22:34 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Ms. D's page. </title><description>&lt;a href="http://msdspage.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ms. D's page. &lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;My crazy blog where I am finally writing again.  It turns out that pain helps me write.  It’s not great writing, but it’s kind of interesting.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44044678813</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/44044678813</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2013 21:19:24 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"Hope for everything. Expect nothing.

Take care of things close to home first. Straighten up your..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;Hope for everything. Expect nothing.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Take care of things close to home first. Straighten up your room&lt;br/&gt;
before you save the world. Then save the world.&lt;br/&gt;
Be nice to people before they have a chance to behave badly.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Excerpts from “How to be Perfect”&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p class="author"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/author.php?auth_id=1206"&gt;Ron Padgett&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/39616028063</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/39616028063</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2013 17:53:08 -0800</pubDate><category>advice</category><category>quotes</category><category>ron padgett</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/25b5b39e3f1e7b15772d3152b6160815/tumblr_mfxng8gvvH1qhe9epo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/39362889908</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/39362889908</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2012 22:02:32 -0800</pubDate><category>butterfly</category><category>photography</category><category>cloudfront.bostinno.com</category></item><item><title>For those nights when I wake up… worrying.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/187d2ae5e74a6df133257932cc0db18d/tumblr_mfxki1a3jT1qhe9epo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;For those nights when I wake up… worrying.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/39359233964</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/39359233964</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2012 20:58:49 -0800</pubDate><category>quotes</category><category>tracy kidder</category></item><item><title>wilwheaton:

(via)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m96igvtuf41qz9bu3o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://wilwheaton.tumblr.com/post/30127940861/via" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;wilwheaton&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/SupergoofNZ/status/238401698996047872"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/30131831504</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/30131831504</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2012 16:27:46 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"When I was a student at Cambridge I remember an anthropology professor holding up a picture of a..."</title><description>“When I was a student at Cambridge I remember an anthropology professor holding up a picture of a bone with 28 incisions carved in it. “This is often considered to be man’s first attempt at a calendar” she explained. She paused as we dutifully wrote this down. ‘My question to you is this – what man needs to mark 28 days? I would suggest to you that this is woman’s first attempt at a calendar.’ It was a moment that changed my life. In that second I stopped to question almost everything I had been taught about the past. How often had I overlooked women’s contributions?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sandi Toksvig&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://missworded.tumblr.com/"&gt;missworded&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://learninglog.tumblr.com/post/486438324/when-i-was-a-student-at-cambridge-i-remember-an"&gt;learninglog&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thevessel.tumblr.com/"&gt;thevessel&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://h4nchan.tumblr.com/"&gt;h4nchan&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://paulduffield.tumblr.com/"&gt;paulduffield&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://wilwheaton.tumblr.com/"&gt;wilwheaton&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/29879965216</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/29879965216</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2012 21:51:08 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>ruffiticus:

personallyundead:

Recess Opening Scene remake

WHO...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="//www.tumblr.com/video/radavis/29878797327/400" id="tumblr_video_iframe_29878797327" class="tumblr_video_iframe" width="400" height="225" style="display:block;background-color:transparent;overflow:hidden;" allowTransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ruffiticus.tumblr.com/post/29807351858/personallyundead-recess-opening-scene-remake"&gt;ruffiticus&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://personallyundead.tumblr.com/post/29081379902/recess-opening-scene-remake-all-the-awards"&gt;personallyundead&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recess Opening Scene remake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;WHO ARE tHESE PEOPLE I WANT TO HUG THEM ALL&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/29878797327</link><guid>http://radavis.tumblr.com/post/29878797327</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2012 21:30:27 -0700</pubDate><category>recess</category><category>disney</category><category>remake</category></item></channel></rss>
