August 22, 2011
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The Daily News
1 So it would appear that I got hacked over the weekend. I think it was from this guy:
Or maybe this guy is more likely:
2 Somebody grabbed my emails and started sending a bunch of stuff that came back as MAILER/DAEMONS. N00000000000000!!! Dude you have N00000000000 life!
3 I instantly went online and changed my password, and the stuff stopped. Dude get looked at. Seriously.
4 That's just wid.
5 Like, who would take the time to steal someone's password, and then send messages about buying soap or something to a bunch of people they don't even know?
6 I imagine that happened to me over the weekend.
7 I think I counted and I had 72 emails I never sent to anyone.
8 Seriously?
9 Who'd DO that?
10 Checked my bank stuff and everything seemed fine.
11 But just...wid.
12 Like the whole identity theft thing crossed me. Then I thought, "Who'd wanna be me?"
13 Ah whatevz.
14 Well, someone somewhere thought that somehow I must have been worth messing with.
15 A part of me laughed.
16 Like, "Really?"
17 That simple.
18 You wanna trade lives?
19 Mine just ain't that glamorous.
20 Yours is clearly non-existent.
21 So I just changed my password, and called it a day.
22 But yeesh.
23 Just a little thing, but honestly. <falling into his own hands and blubbering.> Boo hoo.
24 Okay I'm over it.
25 Moving on, Part One: Friday marked the last day of my first week teaching this school year, and when I got home I was absolutely exhausted. I'd forgotten how returning to the classroom immediately after summer was. It was not unsimilar to a complete and total heroin withdrawal, or the first time you had to lay off corn flakes. <itching and scratching and continued blubbering.>
26 Okay, okay, so I over-exaggerate. It's like anyone else on a Monday morning.
27 AnywayZ I'm just happy I made it through the first week of school. There's all this hype before it happens, as well as all this anxiety every year. I'm just thankful that I still have a job in a profession that seems to want to get rid of teachers.
28 In many ways, it makes me want to work harder. I look at younger teachers who have worked so hard to get where they are and who STILL have to worry, or even to think about doing something different. Teaching tends to be one of those professions to which a person feels a certain calling. Sort of like being a cop, a fireman, or a balloon-animal guy.
29 And so far, most of our younger teachers were able to retain their jobs despite all odds, so kidding aside, it is nice to see a younger generation of awesome teachers on the horizon.
30 Moving on, Part the Second: Case in point: My daughter Nicoley starts her school year today. Yesterday we went to her school and planted some flowers in a flower bed that her parents from last year made for her. It has the handprints and signatures of her last year's kindergarten class with all of the students' names and handprints on it. SO sweet! So we bought new, fresh flowers and plants and helped her plant it! It's right outside Room 11. Here's a pic:
31 She has been working every single day for almost a month now organizing her room and planning lessons.
32 Her room looks awesome! It is clean as a whistle and is WAY organized. As I write this I almost have to assume she is tossing and turning tonight. The first day of school for any teacher is a combination of thoughts and processes, as well as dreams of sugar plums and fire-breathing dragons, all rolled into one.
33 It is daunting to say the least, and pretty frightening. I told many of you about that last week when WE started. I've been doing this for years and it still scares me, especially the first day. To a younger teacher, it is super intimidating, but is also super exciting!
34 And it isn't just the first day of school that is so dauntingly exciting. It is every Sunday night of the year. Every single week is its own story, filled with laughter, high drama, and moments of sweet agony. For as long as I have done it, it is never different. The first day is Opening Day, and is fraught with fears and concerns, but is also triumphantly buzzing with awesome anticipation. Excitement literally crackles in the air, and LOTS of fun and energy charges and courses through the entire day.
35 In many ways, watching Nicole go through the same routine is really amazing to a Dad who is a teacher. She is SO ready, and has been for a while now. She was fortunate to have been told last May that she was being re-hired, so this is her first time REALLY making her room her own, and establishing her own traditions.
36 So this one goes out to Coley: go in there and dance like you've never danced before, this time like everyone's watching! Make this yours, and win everyone over. Nobody works as hard as you do, and it shows. And most importantly: make a difference.
37 Make a difference.
38 You have an entire world of supporters cheering you on.
39 To everyone, have a wonderful Monday.
40 And to Nicoley: have the Monday of your life. This is your real Opening Day. Live it, and love it. Take pictures. Leave footprints. And work with your heart and smiles. Always.
41 Peace.
~H~
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