Sunday, 27 November 2011

Memoir

For our literacy class we had to write about a memory that was influential in our lives. Here is my memoir about my house fire.

All You Need Is Family
August 17th, 2004 is a day that I will never forget. It started off like any other day. I can still hear the voice of my mother waking me up early in the morning “Emma! Natalie called. She needs you to babysit Tara and Kennedy tonight!” I knew immediately what that meant. It was going to be a late night for me! Babysitting Tara and Kennedy was a regular weekend occurrence for me. Growing up, almost every weekend I could remember since Grade 6 consisted of babysitting these two girls until the early morning, and here I was going into Grade 11 and still babysitting them on the weekends.
I rolled out of bed that morning, walked down the stairs, grabbed some breakfast and was out the door to spend the summer day in the sun. This day felt no different then any other day. I went to the pool for a swim with my friends, went for a bike ride and enjoyed the sun. I came home around five o clock and sat down to eat supper with my mother and father, not knowing where my brother or sister were. This wasn’t a big deal to me though, because I am eight and nine years younger than my brother and sister and so I was used to eating suppers alone with my mother and father.
I headed to Tara and Kennedy’s that night around nine. They live down a long lane right across the road from me and, even though I didn’t have my license yet, my father let me drive the truck down because he knew Natalie and Chad, their parents, would have had too much to drink to drive me home later that night. He also knew that there was no way I was going to walk up the lane, late at night, and in the dark. When I arrived, Natalie told me they would be home around two o’clock in the morning, I said, “Have a fun night!” and they were off. The girls and I spent some time playing games and watching a movie before I put them to bed.  I remember falling asleep to a television show on their couch, and waking up when the adults finally arrived home around four thirty in the morning. I got up off the couch, said that it was okay if they paid me later, and headed home.
When I arrived home that night, it was just before four forty five in the morning. Instead of opening the garage door and parking the truck inside, I parked the truck outside of the garage, but just beside it. That night I also chose to walk around the garage and into my house through the porch door. When I got inside, I walked to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and headed up the stairs to my room. The house was silent, as my mother and father were sleeping downstairs, and my sister was sleeping upstairs in the room beside me.  I have always had a tendency to watch a little bit of television before heading to bed, and it was no different this night. Although it was late, I watched a bit of a late night show, turned the television off around five fifteen AM, and fell asleep quickly.
“FIRE, FIRE, EMMA! TAUNYA! GET OUT! THERE’S A FIRE!” screamed my mother as she ran up the stairs towards our rooms. I came to from my sleep and bolted out of my bed. Growing up, they always ask you, “What’s the one thing you’d grab when running out of a burning house?” Believe me, you do not have time to think about this. I didn’t even care what I was wearing, and jumped out of bed in a pair of underwear and a t-shirt, with no bra on.
I opened my bedroom door to the smell of smoke and my sister standing at the top of the stairs waiting for me. We quickly ran down the stairs, chasing my mother. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I looked right into the kitchen and saw how close the fire was to me. My sister, mother, father and I all got out of the house through the front door that was never used.  In that moment, the pounding in my heart, the smell of the smoke, and the crackling sound of wood burning all came together. This is a feeling I will never forget.  
My family gathered on the front lawn of my house and waited for the firemen to come.  As my mother and father sat on the front lawn, my sister and I took off to our neighbor’s house to wake them and tell them what happened. Rose and Phil have lived beside us for as long as I can remember, and we knew them well. We opened their front door and ran to their bedroom to wake them up. “Rose, Phil! Wake up! it’s Emma and Taun, we’ve had a house fire!” I yelled, while running towards their bedroom. Before I even made it, the door flung open and Rose ran out in her nightgown, and Phillip in his boxers.
“Oh Emma, are you serious? Is everyone all right? Where are your mother and father?” questioned Rose in a concerned voice. So many questions for me to answer. “Mom and dad are fine. They’re over at the house. Will you guys get dressed and come over with Taun and me? And do you mind throwing me a pair of pants I can put on?” I answered back.
All four of us ran back to my house through the trail that connected our yards. When we got back, we could hear the sirens coming as we sat along my mother and father and watched our house quickly burn. To me, it seemed like forever. First was the garage, and then the fire took over the kitchen, living room and the upstairs rooms, which was occupied with everything I owned. My sister had lived out of our house at the time and most of her possessions were not there but, as for me, everything I had ever called mine was in my bedroom. I watched it burn slowly, and there was nothing I could do. Trophies, movies, pictures, posters, stuffed animals I had had since a little girl, everything I owned was gone. As I sat on the front lawn and watched my house burn something hit me. I came to a realization that will affect me for as long as I live. I had my family. I looked around to see my sister, my mother and father, my brother, my dog, my cousins. What I had at that moment was family.
We searched for reasons why and how this had happened to us, reasons that would never be answered. All we knew was that the fire had started in the garage. I believed in that moment that everything happens for a reason. The week of my house fire my cousin had recently kicked his girlfriend out and moved in with my uncle. After hearing about our house fire, he offered his two storied, three-bedroom house to us for as long as we needed it. I didn’t park in the garage that night because I did not want to wait for the door to open. The only reason we woke up to the fire and got out of the house quickly enough is because of a man who couldn’t sleep that night and decided to go for a drive at five o’clock in the morning. He saw the smoke coming from my house and broke down our front door to save us. Everything ties together in the end. I could have easily gone into the garage that night and possibly been able to stop what was about to happen. That man could have had a peaceful sleep that night, and not have been awake to drive by and see the fire. In the end, everything happens for a reason.
August 17th, 2004 was a day that changed my life forever, in more than one way. Family means more to me now than it did before, and possessions are merely possessions. In the end, all you need is family. 

China - Beijing/Shenzhen

After editing and revising many times, my application is finally in! It's hard to believe that in 3 weeks I will know if I am going to China or not! The more I think about it the more excited I get. I've always been a firm believer in everything happens for a reason, so if I get the chance to go, it was meant to be, and if I don't, then I will keep my head up and know that it wasn't right for me right now.

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

Words of Wisdom From a Children's Book

Oh! The Places You’ll Go!
by Dr. Seuss

Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.
You’ll look up and down streets. Look’em over with care. About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.” With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet, you’re too smart to go down a not-so-good street.
And you may not find any you’ll want to go down. In that case, of course, you’ll head straight out of town. It’s opener there in the wide open air.
Out there things can happen and frequently do to people as brainy and footsy as you.
And when things start to happen, don’t worry. Don’t stew. Just go right along. You’ll start happening too.
Oh! The Places You’ll Go!
You’ll be on your way up!
You’ll be seeing great sights!
You’ll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.
You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed. You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead. Wherever you fly, you’ll be best of the best. Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.
Except when you don’t.
Because, sometimes, you won’t.
I’m sorry to say so but, sadly, it’s true that Bang-ups and Hang-ups can happen to you.
You can get all hung up in a prickle-ly perch. And your gang will fly on. You’ll be left in a Lurch.
You’ll come down from the Lurch with an unpleasant bump. And the chances are, then, that you’ll be in a Slump.
And when you’re in a Slump, you’re not in for much fun. Un-slumping yourself is not easily done.
You will come to a place where the streets are not marked. Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re darked. A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin! Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in? How much can you lose? How much can you win?
And if you go in, should you turn left or right…or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite? Or go around back and sneak in from behind? Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find, for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.
You can get so confused that you’ll start in to race down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space, headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or waiting around for Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. Everyone is just waiting.
No! That’s not for you!
Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying. You’ll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing. With banner flip-flapping, once more you’ll ride high! Ready for anything under the sky. Ready because you’re that kind of a guy!
Oh, the places you’ll go! There is fun to be done! There are points to be scored. There are games to be won. And the magical things you can do with that ball will make you the winning-est winner of all. Fame! You’ll be famous as famous can be, with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.
Except when they don’t. Because, sometimes, they won’t.
I’m afraid that some times you’ll play lonely games too. Games you can’t win ‘cause you’ll play against you.
All Alone!
Whether you like it or not, Alone will be something you’ll be quite a lot.
And when you’re alone, there’s a very good chance you’ll meet things that scare you right out of your pants. There are some, down the road between hither and yon, that can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.
But on you will go though the weather be foul. On you will go though your enemies prowl. On you will go though the Hakken-Kraks howl. Onward up many a frightening creek, though your arms may get sore and your sneakers may leak. On and on you will hike. And I know you’ll hike far and face up to your problems whatever they are.
You’ll get mixed up, of course, as you already know. You’ll get mixed up with many strange birds as you go. So be sure when you step. Step with care and great tact and remember that Life’s a Great Balancing Act. Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right foot with your left.
And will you succeed?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and ¾ percent guaranteed.)
Kid, you’ll move mountains!
So…be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray or Mordecai Ale Van Allen O’Shea, you’re off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So…get on your way!


Did you ever think so much wisdom could come from a children's book? Oh, The Places You'll Go by Dr. Seuss is a book written for children, but has so much meaning no matter what your age. This book is a guiding light for my life. No matter where I am in my life, I will always look to these rhyming words for guidance.

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Keep Your Head Up

keep your head up - such simple words but they mean so much

you might wonder why I decided to call my blog this; I have recently discovered an amazing musician by the name of Ben Howard. If you know of him, you're lucky. If you don't, get to know his music now. The Fear is a personal favourite mine, but the lyrics in Keep Your Head Up, are amazing. Here they are;


I spent my time, watching
The spaces that have grown between us.
And I cut my mind on second best,
Oh the scars that come with the greenness.
And I gave my eyes to the boredom,
Still the seabed wouldn't let me in.
And I try my best to embrace the darkness
In which I swim.

Now walking back, down this mountain,
The strength of a turnin' tide.
Oh the wind so soft, at my skin,
Yeah the sun so hot upon my side.
Oh lookin' out at this happiness
I searched for between the sheets,
Oh feelin' blind, to realise,
All I was searchin' for... was me.
Oh oh-oh, all I was searchin' for was me.

Oh yeah, keep your head up, keep your heart strong.
No, no, no, no, keep your mind set, keep your hair long.
Oh my, my darlin', keep your head up, keep your heart strong.
Na, oh, no, no, keep your mind set in your ways.
Keep your heart strong.
Now I saw a friend of mine, the other day,
And he told me that my eyes were gleamin'.
Oh I said I'd been away, and he knew...
Oh he knew the depths I was meanin'.
And it felt so good to see his face,
All the comfort invested in my soul,
Oh to feel the warmth, of his smile,
When he said, 'I'm happy to have you home'.
Oh oh-oh, I'm happy to have you home.

Oh yeah, keep your head up, keep your heart strong.
No, no, no, no, keep your mind set, keep your hair long.
Oh my, my darlin', keep your head up, keep your heart strong.
No, no, no, no, keep your mind set in your ways.
Well keep your heart strong.

'Cause I'll always remember you the same.
Oh eyes like wildflowers, oh with your demons of change.

(Keep your head up)
(Keep your heart strong)
(Keep your head up)
(Keep your heart strong) May you find happiness here.
(Keep your head up)
(Keep your heart strong)
(Keep your head up)
(Keep your heart strong) May all your hopes all turn out right.

Keep your head up, keep your heart strong.
No, no, no, no, keep your mind set, keep your hair long.
Oh my, my darlin', keep your head up, keep your heart strong.
No, no, no, no, keep your mind set in your ways.
Keep your heart strong.


'Cause I'll always remember you the same.
Oh eyes like wildflowers, oh with your demons of change. 



It is so true. We must always keep our head up, our heart strong, and our mind set in our ways. Simple, but powerful words to live by!



China - Beijing/Shenzhen

So here is the deal with China. 
In August when we had orientation for Education, our professors briefly mentioned to us that we may have a chance to do our advanced practicum in China. Just a brief mention of it and I was intrigued.
Ever since I was young I have known that I wanted to teach, but it wasn't until later on in life when I realized that I wanted to teach internationally. 
China feels like the perfect place to start for me. New Brunswick's Department of Education has built a strong relationship with China, and if selected, I will either be working in a school in Beijing or Shenzhen (my heart is set on Shenzhen, but I will be thankful for any placement that I receive) 
Here is how the application process will work:
In our Education program there are two practicum blocks; the first one is a 3 week practicum block that is coming up in two weeks, and the second is our advanced practicum block which is 7 weeks, from March 26th - May 14th. This is when I will (hopefully) be going to China, although if we are chosen to go, our practicum is changed from a 7 week to an 8 week, so I would be there until May 18th. 
So as I continue to update my blog, I will include entries with how my China process is going. The application process has two steps; first, I am to complete the application form (at this time, we have just received our application forms and I am in the process of completing this - it must be in by November 29th!) After my application is received, I will be going through an selection intervie. Following this interview my application will be shared with AEI (Atlantic Education International) who will make the final selection! 
By December 16th, I will know if I am selected or not to travel to China! 


Please send me as many positive vibes as possible, wish on every 11:11, pray for me in every way that you can & believe with me that I will get this amazing opportunity. There is nothing that I need more than this in my life right now. To know on December 16th that I can look forward to an opportunity such as this would be an incredible feeling! 
Hopefully you will enjoy following me on this journey through the ups & downs and the anxiety of finding out! Also, I hope to be writing this blog from either Beijing or Shenzhen, China in about 4 months! (fingers crossed)