Soon after my relatives left, I experienced a night of crap.
I had little time to create notebook presentations, make sure I had all of my materials and plan EVERY lesson for Monday and Tuesday over the weekend. The goal was to have it all to my cooperating teacher by Saturday (the day after my awesome cousins left). Yeah... that was a bust. Did I mention, my portfolio was also due on Monday as well? Two days worth of lesson plans AND the final product of my education portfolio completed over the weekend BY Monday. So I'm left to working all day Saturday and Sunday trying to make sure everything set to go for my cooperating teacher and the big wigs up on campus in the education department.
Sunday night was seriously a disastrous night.
Looking back, it was probably the biggest nervous breakdown I have ever had. I had no idea how I was going to get anything done. I had worked hard for the last 48 hours trying to complete everything and felt no where near the finish line for Monday. I cried so hard I couldn't breath half the time. Nate didn't know what to do to help. I could barely communicate to him about anything he could do to comfort me. We decided that I needed a priesthood blessing. I can't even tell you how comforting that blessing was. I heard the words from Nate's mouth, but they didn't sound like him. I know that my Father in Heaven loves me and wants what is best for me. I know that he truly cared about my situation. I know he wants me to succeed.
By the end of the night, I decided that my portfolio was good enough and turned it in with little care as to the grade. I decided it was more important to at least get Monday's material ready, so I stuck to that. I didn't go to bed until really late and got up extra early to finish.
Because of the ill-fated planning on my CT's part, the lesson plans for Monday sent a roller-coaster effect with the lessons to follow for that week, putting me in "survival mode". And to make it more unfair, I later got dinged on my evaluation for being in "survival mode". Blah. Anyway, it was a crappy night and I'm so glad it's over.
I had little time to create notebook presentations, make sure I had all of my materials and plan EVERY lesson for Monday and Tuesday over the weekend. The goal was to have it all to my cooperating teacher by Saturday (the day after my awesome cousins left). Yeah... that was a bust. Did I mention, my portfolio was also due on Monday as well? Two days worth of lesson plans AND the final product of my education portfolio completed over the weekend BY Monday. So I'm left to working all day Saturday and Sunday trying to make sure everything set to go for my cooperating teacher and the big wigs up on campus in the education department.
Sunday night was seriously a disastrous night.
Looking back, it was probably the biggest nervous breakdown I have ever had. I had no idea how I was going to get anything done. I had worked hard for the last 48 hours trying to complete everything and felt no where near the finish line for Monday. I cried so hard I couldn't breath half the time. Nate didn't know what to do to help. I could barely communicate to him about anything he could do to comfort me. We decided that I needed a priesthood blessing. I can't even tell you how comforting that blessing was. I heard the words from Nate's mouth, but they didn't sound like him. I know that my Father in Heaven loves me and wants what is best for me. I know that he truly cared about my situation. I know he wants me to succeed.
By the end of the night, I decided that my portfolio was good enough and turned it in with little care as to the grade. I decided it was more important to at least get Monday's material ready, so I stuck to that. I didn't go to bed until really late and got up extra early to finish.
Because of the ill-fated planning on my CT's part, the lesson plans for Monday sent a roller-coaster effect with the lessons to follow for that week, putting me in "survival mode". And to make it more unfair, I later got dinged on my evaluation for being in "survival mode". Blah. Anyway, it was a crappy night and I'm so glad it's over.
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