I am coming up on the final sprint of my internship. Hopefully, with all the work I have to get done, my last two weeks will fly by. I have to get this trunk finished!
But the 17th won't be my last day at Carver. I'm making up a lost sick day on the 29th, as I said below volunteering at Prairie Day on the 12th of September, and probably start front desk volunteering again, but possibly switching to Wednesdays. This next semester should be interesting. I will absolutely be taking less hours than I am used to taking, having carried 18-21 the last 3 semesters. I will be "Officially" taking 16, but one will be the 1hr credit for this internship I'm currently working, leaving me with 15.
They are as follows:
-Spanish 300 (Literature) (Failed this course, retaking it hopefully can make a B if I attend every class and work really hard) (3 credit hours)
- Upper Level History: Latin American Revolutions (with my advisor, only meets one day a week, shouldn't be too bad) (3 credit hours)
-Upper Level History: Cold War (with a teacher I love, if he teaches it the same way he taught the last course I took with him it will be easy as long as I read every day and turn in my assignments on time) (3 Credit Hours)
-Biology 100 online: yes, I have put this off until my very last semester. I hate bio! (4 credit hours)
-MIDS 401: Peer Mentor: mentoring a class of freshmen during their orientation class. I'm actually really excited about this one, but it will be a lot of work! (2 credit hours).
Plus the 1 hour credit for my internship.
Sounds all well and good. Shouldn't be too bad. I'll be working a lot (I'd like to not work at all and enjoy my last semester of undergrad, but alas, things cost money! Who woulda thunk?).
So I'm looking forward, past my last two weeks and onto vacation time and school starting. I'm always ready for school after the summer (even though my two summer school classes like to have killed me).
Pics from St. Louis will be up tonight!
About Me
- Sarah and Sara
- Sarah, also known as Sarah Jane, is a 20 something sales agent trying to figure out what to do with her life. Type 1 diabetic for 14 years, she also suffers from depression and anxiety. After peaking out at 260 pounds in the summer of 2012, she realized she needed to change her lifestyle. And in the process she realized that living healthier - physically and mentally - helps manage both of her conditions. Her mission is to share her story with others in hopes it will help them lead healthier, happier lives. Sarah has a BA in History from Missouri Southern State University. She has two cats, a psudo Russian Blue named Barnaby and a seal point Siamese named Liah. Sara is an earlier 20 something business student. Also dealing with her own anxiety issues, healthy living is key to success in all aspects of her life. Sara lives with her cat, a black cat named Nala. She's hooked on Victoria Secret Pink and mini sprites.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
15 Days to Go
Fifteen days to go!
The hardest part will be the last 9 days. Eight of them I will work straight without a break. The last 13 days I will get ONE day off. Then it's vacation time! After vacation I resume my educational activites. THEN I have to work one more Satruday, and a Prarie Day (which will be AWESOME and I will look great in a 19th century costume) and then I will be done with this internship. I plan on continuing volunteer hours post-internship, until I migrate back to Springfield this winter.
Tune in for posts about my trip to St. Louis this weekend. We are going to the Jefferson Expansion Naitonal Memorial, home of the old Courthouse where the Dred Scott decision was made as well as the Arch! We are also attending a free concert under the Arch on Sunday night it's called "Rock the River" and it's hosting Flyleaf, Skillet, Kirk Franklin, and more! As well, we will be hitting up the Vans Warped Tour on Monday. We went in Houston last summer and it was tres fun. Shall be amazing!
The hardest part will be the last 9 days. Eight of them I will work straight without a break. The last 13 days I will get ONE day off. Then it's vacation time! After vacation I resume my educational activites. THEN I have to work one more Satruday, and a Prarie Day (which will be AWESOME and I will look great in a 19th century costume) and then I will be done with this internship. I plan on continuing volunteer hours post-internship, until I migrate back to Springfield this winter.
Tune in for posts about my trip to St. Louis this weekend. We are going to the Jefferson Expansion Naitonal Memorial, home of the old Courthouse where the Dred Scott decision was made as well as the Arch! We are also attending a free concert under the Arch on Sunday night it's called "Rock the River" and it's hosting Flyleaf, Skillet, Kirk Franklin, and more! As well, we will be hitting up the Vans Warped Tour on Monday. We went in Houston last summer and it was tres fun. Shall be amazing!
Saturday, July 25, 2009
A handfull of interesting things have been happening around the park these days.
Yesterday, we had a very strange, elderly man with a young, hot wife complain about how our captions were apparently "unacceptable" and "a disgrace to the national parks service and our country" and that he was going to be "sure Mr. Obama hears about this."
Umm...ok....I think that Mr Obama has plenty of other things to worry about, Mister.
I don't even know what he was so upset about, really. Three rangers plus me have watched the movie since, and the captions read perfectly. There must be a glich in the DVD, every so many captions it must mess up or something (we have had other visitors mention it, and haven't been able to replicate it).
Today's excitement consisted of a local farmer's bull escaping into our prarie. He came out with a pickup truck and chased it out of the park. I missed the excitement because I was hard at work on my project over in Admin. Oh well.
Yesterday, we had a very strange, elderly man with a young, hot wife complain about how our captions were apparently "unacceptable" and "a disgrace to the national parks service and our country" and that he was going to be "sure Mr. Obama hears about this."
Umm...ok....I think that Mr Obama has plenty of other things to worry about, Mister.
I don't even know what he was so upset about, really. Three rangers plus me have watched the movie since, and the captions read perfectly. There must be a glich in the DVD, every so many captions it must mess up or something (we have had other visitors mention it, and haven't been able to replicate it).
Today's excitement consisted of a local farmer's bull escaping into our prarie. He came out with a pickup truck and chased it out of the park. I missed the excitement because I was hard at work on my project over in Admin. Oh well.
Friday, July 24, 2009
1897 Or Thereabouts
A letter written by George Washington Carver describing his childhood. We base many things at the park on this letter.
Note: This letter appears just as George Washington Carver wrote it. No spelling and punctuation corrections have been made.
1897 OR THEREABOUTS
As nearly as I can trace my history, I was about 2 weeks old when the war closed. My parents were both slaves. Father was killed shortly after my birth while hauling wood to town on
an ox wagon. I had 3 sisters and one brother. Two sisters and my brother I know to be dead only as history tells me. Yet I do not doubt it as they are buried in the family burying ground. My sister mother and myself were ku klucked, and sold in Arkansaw and there are now so many conflictinng reports concerning them, I dare not say if they are dead or alive. Mr. Carver the jentleman who owned my mother sent a man for us, but only I was brought back, nearly dead with whooping cough with the report that mother & sister was dead, although some sauy they saw them afterwards going north with the soldiers.
My home was near Neosho Newton Co Missouri where I remained until I was about 9 years old my body was very feble and it was a constant warfare between life and death to see who would gain the mastery----
From a child I had an inordinate desire for knowledge, and especially music, painting, flowers, and the sciences Algebra being one of my favorite studies
Day after day I spent in the woods alone in order to collect my floral beautis, and put them in my little garden I had hidden in brush not far from the house, as it was considered foolishness in that neighborhood to waste time on flowers.
And many are the tears I have shed because I would break the roots or flower of off some of my pets while removing them from the ground, and strange to say all sorts of vegetation succeed to thrive under my touch until I was styled the plant doctor, and plants from all over the country would be brought to me for treatment. At this time I had never heard of botany and could scerly read.
Rocks had an equal fascination for me and many are the basketsful that I have been compelled to remove from the outside chimney corner of that old log house, with the injunction to throw them down hill. I obeyed but picked up the choicest ones and hid them in another place, and some how that same chimney corner would, in a few days, or weeks be running over gain to suffer the same fate I have some of the specimens in my collection now and consider them the choicest of the lot. Mr. and Mrs. Carver were very kind to me and I thank them so much for my home training. They encouraged me to secure knowledge helping me all they could, but this was quite limited. As we lived in the country no colored schools were available so I was permitted to go 8 miles to a school at town (Neosho). This simply sharpened my appetite for more knowledge. I managed to secure all of my meager wardrobe from home and when they heard from me I was cooking for a wealthy family in Ft Scott Kans. for my board, cloths and school privileges.
Of course they were indignant and sent for me to come home at once, to die, as the family doctor had told them I would never live to see 21 years of age. I trusted to God and pressed on (I had been a Christian since about 8 years old.) Sunschine and shadow were profusely intermingled such as naturally befall a defenceless orphan by those who wish to prey upon them My health began improving and I remained here for two years, From here to Olutha Kans. to school, From there to Paola Normal School, from there to Minneapolis Kans. where I remained in school about 7 years finishing the high school, and in addition some Latin and Greek. From here to Kans. City entered a business college of short hand and type-writing. I was here to have a position in the Union telegraph Office as stenographer & typewriter, but the thirst for knowledge gained the mastery and I sought to enter Highland College at Highland Kans. was refused on account of my color.
I went from here to the Western part of Kans. where I saw the subject of my famous Yucca & cactus painting that went to the Worlds Fair. I drifted from here to Winterset Iowa, began as head cook in a large hotel. Many thanks here for the acquaintance of Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Milholland, who insisted upon me going to an Art School, and chose Simpson College for me.
The opening of school found me at Simpson attempting to run a laundry for my support and batching to economize. For quite one month I lived on prayer beef suet and cornmeal.
Modesty prevented me telling my condition to strangers.
The news soon spread that I did laundry work and realy needed it, so from that time on favors not only rained but poured upon me. I cannot speak too highly of the faculty, students and in fact the town generally, they all seemed to take pride in seeing if he or she might not do more for me than some one else.
But I wish to especially mention the names of Miss Etta M. Budd (my art teacher Mrs. W. A. Liston & family, and Rev. A. D. Field & family. Aside from their substantial help at Simpson, were the means of my attendance at Ames.
I think you know my career at Ames and will fix it better than I. I will simply mention a few
things
I received the prize offered for the best herbarium in cryptogamy. I would like to have said more about you Mrs. Liston & Miss Budd but I feared you would not put it in about yourself, and I did not want one without all.
I received a letter from Mrs. Liston and she gave me an idea that it was not to be a book or anything of the kind this is only a fragmentary list. I knit Chrochet, and made all my hose mittens etc. while I was in school.
If this is not sufficient please let me know, and if it ever comes out in print I would like to see it.
God Bless you all.
Geo. W. Carver
Letter to his former teachers at Iowa State
Collage, 1897
Note: This letter appears just as George Washington Carver wrote it. No spelling and punctuation corrections have been made.
1897 OR THEREABOUTS
As nearly as I can trace my history, I was about 2 weeks old when the war closed. My parents were both slaves. Father was killed shortly after my birth while hauling wood to town on
an ox wagon. I had 3 sisters and one brother. Two sisters and my brother I know to be dead only as history tells me. Yet I do not doubt it as they are buried in the family burying ground. My sister mother and myself were ku klucked, and sold in Arkansaw and there are now so many conflictinng reports concerning them, I dare not say if they are dead or alive. Mr. Carver the jentleman who owned my mother sent a man for us, but only I was brought back, nearly dead with whooping cough with the report that mother & sister was dead, although some sauy they saw them afterwards going north with the soldiers.
My home was near Neosho Newton Co Missouri where I remained until I was about 9 years old my body was very feble and it was a constant warfare between life and death to see who would gain the mastery----
From a child I had an inordinate desire for knowledge, and especially music, painting, flowers, and the sciences Algebra being one of my favorite studies
Day after day I spent in the woods alone in order to collect my floral beautis, and put them in my little garden I had hidden in brush not far from the house, as it was considered foolishness in that neighborhood to waste time on flowers.
And many are the tears I have shed because I would break the roots or flower of off some of my pets while removing them from the ground, and strange to say all sorts of vegetation succeed to thrive under my touch until I was styled the plant doctor, and plants from all over the country would be brought to me for treatment. At this time I had never heard of botany and could scerly read.
Rocks had an equal fascination for me and many are the basketsful that I have been compelled to remove from the outside chimney corner of that old log house, with the injunction to throw them down hill. I obeyed but picked up the choicest ones and hid them in another place, and some how that same chimney corner would, in a few days, or weeks be running over gain to suffer the same fate I have some of the specimens in my collection now and consider them the choicest of the lot. Mr. and Mrs. Carver were very kind to me and I thank them so much for my home training. They encouraged me to secure knowledge helping me all they could, but this was quite limited. As we lived in the country no colored schools were available so I was permitted to go 8 miles to a school at town (Neosho). This simply sharpened my appetite for more knowledge. I managed to secure all of my meager wardrobe from home and when they heard from me I was cooking for a wealthy family in Ft Scott Kans. for my board, cloths and school privileges.
Of course they were indignant and sent for me to come home at once, to die, as the family doctor had told them I would never live to see 21 years of age. I trusted to God and pressed on (I had been a Christian since about 8 years old.) Sunschine and shadow were profusely intermingled such as naturally befall a defenceless orphan by those who wish to prey upon them My health began improving and I remained here for two years, From here to Olutha Kans. to school, From there to Paola Normal School, from there to Minneapolis Kans. where I remained in school about 7 years finishing the high school, and in addition some Latin and Greek. From here to Kans. City entered a business college of short hand and type-writing. I was here to have a position in the Union telegraph Office as stenographer & typewriter, but the thirst for knowledge gained the mastery and I sought to enter Highland College at Highland Kans. was refused on account of my color.
I went from here to the Western part of Kans. where I saw the subject of my famous Yucca & cactus painting that went to the Worlds Fair. I drifted from here to Winterset Iowa, began as head cook in a large hotel. Many thanks here for the acquaintance of Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Milholland, who insisted upon me going to an Art School, and chose Simpson College for me.
The opening of school found me at Simpson attempting to run a laundry for my support and batching to economize. For quite one month I lived on prayer beef suet and cornmeal.
Modesty prevented me telling my condition to strangers.
The news soon spread that I did laundry work and realy needed it, so from that time on favors not only rained but poured upon me. I cannot speak too highly of the faculty, students and in fact the town generally, they all seemed to take pride in seeing if he or she might not do more for me than some one else.
But I wish to especially mention the names of Miss Etta M. Budd (my art teacher Mrs. W. A. Liston & family, and Rev. A. D. Field & family. Aside from their substantial help at Simpson, were the means of my attendance at Ames.
I think you know my career at Ames and will fix it better than I. I will simply mention a few
things
I received the prize offered for the best herbarium in cryptogamy. I would like to have said more about you Mrs. Liston & Miss Budd but I feared you would not put it in about yourself, and I did not want one without all.
I received a letter from Mrs. Liston and she gave me an idea that it was not to be a book or anything of the kind this is only a fragmentary list. I knit Chrochet, and made all my hose mittens etc. while I was in school.
If this is not sufficient please let me know, and if it ever comes out in print I would like to see it.
God Bless you all.
Geo. W. Carver
Letter to his former teachers at Iowa State
Collage, 1897
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Today has been super busy!!!
I gave my first tour to a bunch of 7,8, and 9 year olds. It was so fun. I hope I can do more in the future. The guided tours are part of the May program, the program that was running when I first got here. I got to shadow quite a few tours, but never gave one on my own. Lucky for me, one of the groups today was scheduled for a guided tour!
I am an outdoors person, but not in the summer generally. I sweat more than most people and just dislike humidity. (Someday I want to live in the desert and see what that's like - maybe I'd like the heat!)
So despite the stickyness, the tour went exceptionally well. They kids were the perfect age range and attentive. Surprise surprise! I'd rather have adults, though, where I can use more of my useless facts (and don't have to explain what slavery is).
I gave my first tour to a bunch of 7,8, and 9 year olds. It was so fun. I hope I can do more in the future. The guided tours are part of the May program, the program that was running when I first got here. I got to shadow quite a few tours, but never gave one on my own. Lucky for me, one of the groups today was scheduled for a guided tour!
I am an outdoors person, but not in the summer generally. I sweat more than most people and just dislike humidity. (Someday I want to live in the desert and see what that's like - maybe I'd like the heat!)
So despite the stickyness, the tour went exceptionally well. They kids were the perfect age range and attentive. Surprise surprise! I'd rather have adults, though, where I can use more of my useless facts (and don't have to explain what slavery is).
Monday, July 20, 2009
Four Weeks Left
Start of my fourth to last week here at Carver. I have so much work to do and so little motivation! I am learning that a job is just like school - no matter how much you love your subject/project, most days you just don't want to do it and have to force yourself to. Which explains why I'm here on Blogger instead of working on my project. But I'm desk all afternoon - I'll catch up tomorrow and the next day. I do need to make sure I'm ready for my early morning meeting with my boss at 9 tomorrow. She's goign to want to see progress and to know what my goals are. Phew! I hope by the end of the next 4 weeks I will have a close to finished Traveling Trunk to add to the website and send out to teachers across the country!
More information on traveling trunks avaliabe through the National Park Service at nps.gov:
http://www.nps.gov/learn/trunks.htm
More information on traveling trunks avaliabe through the National Park Service at nps.gov:
http://www.nps.gov/learn/trunks.htm
Monday, June 8, 2009
Summer Classes
I'm taking two summer classes this summer. This is going to make my summer far more busy than it has been the last two weeks. I'm going to have to go to the library every night! Urrgh.
Two online classes - I freak out about online classes. I hyperventilate, worrying I haven't read all the instructions, that I'm missing assignments or tests or quizzes. I think online classes are more stressful than regular classes!
My online upper level English class is going to be hard! But I think I'm really going to like it. I really do enjoy English classes, but after taking history classes, I kind of think that writing English papers is all fluff and pomp. I need some meat in there, some hardcore facts!
So I'm taking that and government. Gov should be easy, it will just be a matter of keeping up with the quizzes and remembering to take the constitution test at the end, a graduation requirement. Woo. Summer school, GOOOOOO
Two online classes - I freak out about online classes. I hyperventilate, worrying I haven't read all the instructions, that I'm missing assignments or tests or quizzes. I think online classes are more stressful than regular classes!
My online upper level English class is going to be hard! But I think I'm really going to like it. I really do enjoy English classes, but after taking history classes, I kind of think that writing English papers is all fluff and pomp. I need some meat in there, some hardcore facts!
So I'm taking that and government. Gov should be easy, it will just be a matter of keeping up with the quizzes and remembering to take the constitution test at the end, a graduation requirement. Woo. Summer school, GOOOOOO
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