7:30am is my new sleep in time!?!?

7:30am on a Saturday morning and I am awake? I never would have thought that I would wake up at this time without an alarm clock on a weekday let alone a Saturday. During the week I have to leave the house before 6am to get to work on time. My alarm is set at 4:45am and I’m usually up by about 5:20. There are still some normal me things that I do of a morning.

I know that my body clock has changed… but it still seems odd to me. During the school holidays slowly and slowly I was able to sleep in later. But these days as it gets closer to 9pm you’ll see me nodding off. My latest night on the school holidays would have been 11pm. Not very late by my standards…

It’s interesting how my job as changed my lifestyle and what I would consider quite dramatically. I sometimes dream back to last year and the years before. The days that I was part of the education system as a student. I had days off that I could claim as “study days”.  I felt my life to be very busy. I have only been a part of the working world for what? two months? And yet I am already noticing the dramatic shift.

I remember back to when I finished high-school and was moving on to uni. I had this feeling, as though I was in a grieving period where I was at a loss. I decided to take a year off. To this day I would say that, that was one of the best decisions I have ever made. However, during that year I wasn’t really transitioning. I didn’t have that “phase” as some might say. I was almost in limbo. I was missing school and did not know what was to come of me.

At the start of this year I worked in a factory. That taught me not to get a job in a factory. In the middle of year I travelled with my mother. That taught me to see the world, just maybe not with my mother… although surprisingly enough I would go overseas with her again. But that’s another story for another time. By the end of the year I was working at a general store. I loved that job. It taught me more about the confidence I had inside that there was there all along but that I had never believed existed. Once that year was over however, I was ready for my course to begin.

I started uni and in some ways it felt as though I was back at school again. The change was not that different. I was still missing school but for different reasons. I was missing my friends not school itself. It felt good to be in a place where I worked out a good routine, a good way to study and to enjoy my placements at schools. I can’t believe I am already reflecting back upon my uni life. It’s too soon.

It feels too soon for a lot of new changes. But I guess in working in before and after school I get to experience another year “off” so to speak. Everyday I am learning new things. About me, the children, the school and the parents. I am certainly seeing myself grow as a person. I have this kind of confidence that similarly to my job at the general store was always there but I never believed existed. 

Learning from life and our experiences is great. If it means waking up earlier to do so. Then I’m happy. I’m happy because I’m working, not everyone is these days. If life were as simple as putting all the pieces of the puzzle exactly where they were meant to go. We would all be bored. That would be sad.

I’m happy that I haven’t had things happen in my life just as they “should” be because I have learnt so much. I believe to be a much stronger person because of it.

Awake at 7:30am on a Saturday? I shouldn’t really complain and question it. I will choose to enjoy it. Enjoy listening to the birds outside my window. Enjoy relaxing in bed. Enjoy the fact that I’m awake earlier enough to go down to a gluten-free cafe and buy their amazing gf bread. Plus I have still had a two hour sleep in. So I think I’m doing pretty well. 🙂

Signing off – I need to get up, feed the cat and get me some (gf) bread!!

HAPPY EASTER!

Happy Easter everyone!!

So far I’ve had a pretty good one!

I’ve been mostly enjoying my time to relax and not really doing much.

I think that it’s best when you get a long weekend particularly one that goes for four days to simply relax. It’s a rare opportunity to get time off that’s for more than 2-3 days and when we take it we should enjoy it.

Good Friday for me was simply a “me” day. The kind where you don’t have an alarm clock to wake you up, you’re in a pretty lazy mood all day and you even take it as far as staying in your pjs all day. Although I managed to get up at 7:30am which for me is actually a 2 hour sleep in – I still didn’t really do much. Except I did bake a upside down polenta plum cake.

Yesterday was also good because the day itself was quite similar. Then last night myself and a few friends went out for dinner and a movie. We had crepes at a place that makes gluten-free crepes – which were delicious!! Then we went to watch “Hyde Park on Hudson”. A very funny movie set in the 1930s about a woman called Daisy and her “relationship” with President Roosevelt in the time where the King of England was trying to convince America to go to war with them. A good movie and one that I would recommend.

Today I woke to find that the Easter Bunny delivered to my door a large chocolate bunny and eggs to go with it.  A very lovely surprise to wake up to!

I’m now slowly getting through emails, eating toast, drinking tea and awaiting a skype date from my Aunty!

All in all – I’m very happy with how these Easter holidays have been. On that note

HAPPY EASTER!!!

I hope we all enjoy it!

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Experiementing…

This may not last that long… but of late I’ve been feeling like a bit of change with the appearance of this blog.

I really like the koi fish look and believe that it was almost perfect for me and the idea that I was “quirky”

Then it occured to me that maybe it looked a bit busy so with this in mind lets try something new.

I’ll keep it for a few days  to a week maybe even longer to see if I like it!

Here goes…

If we didn’t have to work for a living…

I am asking the question – if we didn’t have to work for a living what would we do with our time? Do we work because we need the income or do we also do it because it’s fulfilling, it gives us a sense of purpose etc? It’s probably a bit of both but would we still work if we didn’t have to?

I am in the transition phase of life from just finishing my degree and starting my career. There are some days where life just feels like a series of steps, a series of things people need to complete in order to get through life.

Once we are born we come into a world that is completely unknown, we are taken care of by our parents, family members, friends and even strangers. When I look back to my child-hood although my Mother was the one I would say raised me, brought me up and did most of the work. There were other people there that came into my life and looked after me.

As I got older and in particular when my parents separated and later got divorced I learnt more about how to look after myself – for me the process of looking after myself started at about 6 or 7 years old. I still had other people around who I could depend upon but with my mother now being single I had to do more for myself.

It started with simple things like tieing my hair in a pony-tail but eventually I learnt to cook, do my washing and take myself to school.

I came out of school and was soon living in student accommodation and once again I was doing more myself and learning more about what I wanted for me.

By now I had completed both Primary and Secondary School and was about to start my degree.

The point that I’m trying to get at is that if you think about it once we are born we have a series of life lessons that need to be done before another lesson can begin. To the point where they are never-ending right up until we are no longer here.

I’m not saying that life is predictable or clear. Life does get in the way, we are presented with challenges and sometimes those “steps” have to be altered and changed in order to still get to where we want to go.

But where exactly are we going? If we can’t live forever is there is point? What would happen if we all decided to live on benefits?
Is that even possible?

For me being a teacher isn’t because of the money because lets face it I’m not going to earn a huge sum of money by doing my job. I’m doing it because I want to make a difference in the world. Plus I know that even if I didn’t need money for food, rent and bills I’d still do it. I can honestly say that I have enough love for what I got my degree in to do regardless of the money.

If I had more time just for me I would probably do more art, baking, writing, reading, watching of movies, etc. Not every day would be jam-packed and I probably wouldn’t get up early and decide that 9ish would be the earliest I’d wake up and I’d love to live in my trackies/pjs and not have to really worry about how I looked. But would I love my life? Honestly no, I don’t think I would. I can’t imagine not working with children in any way shape or form. As a nanny/babysitter, teacher or with what I’m doing now with before and after school care.

Everyday I feel so lucky to be a part of the lives that I’m a part of. Some of these kids are at school each day from 7:15am to 6pm at night, they have homework, extra-curricular activities/sport, parties, weekends away, etc. Their childhood isn’t exactly what I’d call easy. It’s pretty full-on.

The weekends and school holidays are for me time. If another person comes into my life some day then he will be included. But for now I can enjoy my spare time. I can enjoy my work and my hobbies. I think I’m pretty fortunate. My job to me isn’t simply a job and I cherish the time I have for myself.

I would rather be blissfully happy earning little than miserable earning a lot.

Signing off – Happy Saturday!!

 

Shouldn’t it be Autumn?

It’s the 10th of March 2013 and it’s hot. I feel very conflicted by this because here in Melbourne according to the seasons the weather should be cooling down not heating up. We should be sleeping not tossing and turning in the heat.
We should be eating soup not salad.
We should be wearing a jumper not shorts and a t-shirt.

I don’t know how other people feel but to have an extended summer is frustrating!

I’ve always wished for consistent weather in Melbourne but I only want it, if it coincides with the season we’re in.

However of course being typical of Melbourne – my wish remains ungranted!

I now probably sound like I’m grumpy… and guess what? The heat makes me bothersome so yes I am indeed in a grumpy mood.

I’m looking out for the coloured leaves, the tights unders dresses, the boots, not having a fan in my room and the deliciously comforting food.

Right now, the thought of going outside and sweating and sweltering through the day is giving me the urge to stay at home and not really do much!

I just want cooler weather and I bet I’m not the only one!!

 

 

Easter nail fun!

Easter nail fun!

An attempt at painting my nails with an Easter theme – might need cleaning round the edges, but I think they look pretty cute!! 🙂

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My new job!!

I started a new job on Monday! I work in before and after school which means that every day Monday to Friday I get to go to one school and provide care for children aged 5-12 in both the morning and afternoon. The split shift is a hard adjustment. The job itself is wonderful.

The morning starts with setting up the kitchen with breakfast for the children, wiping down the tables and discussing the days activities with my co-ordinator.

As the children arrive with their parents what they do varies. Some decide to go straight into playing a game, doing arts and crafts or their homework. The kids I work with are diligent with their schoolwork, polite and very fun to be around.

As they settle into the morning some ask for milo, cereal or toast. While others have already had their breakfast. There are only a few kids who come in the mornings with the most being about 10.

One of the kids insists I don’t give her enough milo. I laugh to myself as I used to be a lover of milo and would enjoy much more than she gets given. This is one of the great things about working with children. When you realise how similar you are or once were.

The afternoons are a much busier affair. We can have 20+ children. I know as a teacher that, that is normal. However, it’s very different in this job. Although there are activties planned it can be quite unstructured.

We do ball games, arts and crafts, colouring competitions, cooking, etc. It can be very busy!

The kids are all different too as some don’t really want to participate. As someone who experienced going to both before and after school care I can really appreciate where they’re coming from. They want to be at home.

With a bit of encouragement to have them join in there is a fine line between wanting them to participate and be a part of the group and not pushing them in doing something they don’t want to do.

In drips and drabs the children leave until eventually there is no one left and it’s time to go home. As the assistant I’m not always there for this depending on ratios and on a Friday it’s a most common occurance… which is good because by then I’m ready to go home early.

So far everyday I’ve been thinking to myself “am I seriously getting paid for this?” “I’m having too much fun!”

I think that’s a sign that I pretty much love my new job.

Teaching is still on the cards but for now I’m pretty happy!!

Siging off – I need a nap! 😉

Back into baking

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I got so excited when I saw the cake tin for these cakes, I honestly couldn’t let them go and had to buy them.

In my quest to get back into baking I thought that I would try making these cakes but with a cake mix. I haven’t done a lot of baking for a while and although I’m pretty good at cakes I thought it best to ease myself into them.

In creating these cakes I knew that I was getting myself into something more than just a simple cake. The process was straight forward… I mean cake mixes are sinch! But as I was doing so I was delving into an array of childhood memories… I had these Babushka dolls when I was a little girl. I remember they had elements of red in them and flowers of some kind.

I remember opening the big doll then the next size up and so forth until I had all the dolls lined up in a row. The trick was getting the dolls back inside and having the pattern perfectly lined up so they didn’t look sloppy and so they closed properly.

I don’t know where mine are anymore which I believe to be sad because if I did then I know I would still have them. I would still keep them as a treasure. I might even on the odd occassion play with them as I did when I was a child.

On the night of my 21st birthday my older brother gave me another set of these dolls. Except these ones were of a teacher. So totally his style. Inside the smallest of the dolls was a butterfly necklace that had purple gems on the wings. It was a beautiful gift. I still have the doll and necklace and although it’s not quite the same as the pretty red one with the flowers, it’s still such a lovely thing to have.

Then sometime last year I caught up with a friend as the days were creeping closer to Christmas. Here in Melbourne we have beautiful arcades in one of them there is a shop full of these dolls. Now my friend here loves these dolls more than me so we had to go in. There were so many different kinds!! I couldn’t believe it, it was incredible. My friend and I started sharing our Babushka doll stories and I learnt more about them then if I had simply googled…

They’ve also become a bit of a trend so I wasn’t all that surprised to find a cake tin that meant you could have Babushka doll cakes but it was still felt pretty good to see them sitting there in the shop.

The icing details may not be perfect but I’m pretty happy with my little creation.

So tempted to have one before dinner but I know that I shouldn’t… 🙂

Signing to be soon be enjoying these delicious sweet looking cakes!

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Whistle while you work

I cannot travel, write, clean, bake or do the dishes without listening to music. Even in a house that I share if I must listen to my ipod then I do. Find me on a tram or in a car and the music is blaring.

I have to be able to listen to good lyrics and sometimes sing-a-long when the time comes. It gets me motivated to do the things that I need to do.

Right now I’m listening to “Realize” by Colbie Caillat next on the list is “Better by Home Soon” by Crowded House. I’m in a chilled out mood but need something that cheers me up. I have eclectic taste. When people ask me what type of music that I like I usually don’t actually know the answer. I can recognise songs but usually never know the artist or band or what the song is called. Sort of embarrassing for someone who gets a lot of music.

Music is great because it serves a multiple of purposes. It’s played at both weddings and funerals. At parties, sporting events, on road trips, in people’s homes, in movies; the list is endless.

It evokes many emotions; can make you feel sad, happy, enlightened, spiritual, excited, etc.

People have tried to become famous out of it, sung in the shower and busked on the street.

There are many reasons to celebrate music.

Today I’m celebrating music because it’s helping me write. I have had many recent life events to deal with recently and it’s all pouring out in words. The music is helping me to keep focused. It’s helping me to keep going. To get what I need to write out onto the page.

I don’t know how far I’ll go with whatever it is that I’m writing but for some reason it’s all coming to me and I know that I’m taking the opportunity to get onto to paper or in this case computer screen. 

Ahhh now I hear the voice of Micheal Jackson and “Don’t Stop to you Get Enough” and think to myself that’s pretty much what I’m doing with my writing!!

I’ll write and write and write until there is nothing left in me to write… which probably won’t happen until I take my last breaths….

“Just whistle while you work
And cheerfully together we can tidy up the place
So hum a merry tune
It won’t take long when there’s a song to help you set the pace

And as you sweep the room
Imagine that the broom is someone that you love
And soon you’ll find you’re dancing to the tune

(Spoken: Oh, no, no, no, no! Put them in the tub)
When hearts are high the time will fly so whistle while you work

*(Another version)*
Just whistle while you work
Put on that grin and start right in to whistle loud and long
Just hum a merry tune
Just do your best and take a rest and sing yourself a song

When there’s too much to do
Don’t let it bother you, forget your troubles,
Try to be just like a cheerful chick-a-dee

And whistle while you work
Come on get smart, tune up and start
To whistle while you work”

http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/snowwhiteandthesevendwarfs/whistlewhileyouwork.htm

Because having fun while doing what some might consider a chore is much more enjoyable then sitting in sound of silence. Ha Ha 😉

Signing off as “True Colours” is playing in my head… 🙂

 

 

 

A change of heart

It turns out that in this present moment I haven’t gained a teaching position for term 1, 2013.

Which I am surprisingly enough ok with. I will admit it’s not exactly where I thought I would end up at the start of this year. I thought finishing my degree would mean that I would start full-time work as a teacher.

But you know what it’s not the end of the earth.

In everything that I have gone through and the stress that I have been put through because of it I am looking forward to having a different year than originally planned.

I have gained employment with a teaching agency which will give me relief teaching work and am hoping to have some other child related work to get me by.

But in the mean time I am happy to report that I have started a new hobby – art journalling:

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The first picture is based on a poem I wrote and thought that it would be a good place to start – actually most of these are just experimenting with ideas. But in terms of having something to write I find myself keeping two separate journals. One for thoughts and one for art.

The second picture is because I always find myself drawing flowers.

The third is because I wanted to see if I could make something look like an old envelope/letter. The stamps in the corner all mean different things to me.

The last one is still a work in progress and the writing are quotes to do with positive emotions and reasons as to why I want to get into art journalling.

In the middle of me trying all of this out…

My Grandpa passed away – Tuesday 22nd of Jan 2013. He did so in a very peaceful way which was what he wanted.

In the past few days I have experienced as one would expect a whole series of emotions.

But ultimately I just want to remember him. When I look back and think about the person who he is… I remember being at school with my Grandma and her telling me he used to be a teacher. I think that over the years of figuring out what I wanted to do with my life, he has had some influence on me being a teacher.

I haven’t had the strongest relationship with him but I think at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter… He is still my Grandpa. I will remember him…

I will go on to someday getting a teaching contract, it doesn’t mean that I’m not a teacher as I am but getting a full-time job might just take a little longer than originally planned.

That’s ok.

In the meantime to those reading this post – despite the not so great quality of these photos, I do hope that you enjoy them.

Signing off – to enjoy the rest of the weekend!

 

 

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