Friday, May 24, 2013

The Difference of 5 Years

It's that time of the year. Vitamin C's "Graduation Song" plays on the radio and your mind gets all nostalgic about the good times in high school/college/grad school. I always get a little sad this time of year, as it's always ___ years since you've gotten your masters (3),  ___ years since you've graduated college (5?!), and ___ years since you've graduated high school (8?! seriously?). Honestly, it just makes me feel old and out of touch as the new generation starts to trickle in.

Co-ed Volleyball Seniors in 2005

Best friend Emily and I graduated college in 2008 (different schools)


 This is a special graduation year, as my brother the youngest of our amazing trio of 3 graduated college. I'm sure both my parents can breathe a huge sigh of relief, as they have finally raised three (somewhat) successful adults and that not all three will actually become math teachers. On top of that, my brother graduated summa cum laude (4.0!) and will be working for a new consulting firm.

Just 3 little monkeys

To make this graduation season even sweeter, it is the year my first class of 8th grade students graduate and my 5th year of teaching. My first year of teaching was in a low-income DC Public Schools under the Michelle Rhee-gime (term coined by Lance) when she graced the cover of Time with her trusty broomstick. Like many initiatives and policies in DC Public Schools, her Rhee-gime and my career with DCPS was short-lived.

Remember this?


Although I was somewhere else, I always wondered about my students, occasionally messaging them on Facebook and reading posts about their lives. I'm happy to say several of these students have made it this day and I am fascinated by their growth in the past 5 years. Here are a few of these amazing and incredible young adults:

Delonte: When I met Delonte, he was small, skinny, and probably used the worst possible language 24/7. Delonte is the oldest of several siblings and spent a lot of time watching his brothers and sisters. Delonte would occasionally have his fits with me, but invited me several of his football games which I attended. Today, he works at McDonald's at Union Station and writes poetry. He received a scholarship for some of the poetry he has written. Delonte will graduate this year and go to Fayettesville State University in North Carolina. When exchanging emails and reading his blog, I am impressed at how his language has improved and is actually very sophisticated, instead of dropping f- bombs every two seconds. Check out his blog here.

Delonte on my right after losing his football game. He was devastated. The boy on my left Jamar was fatally stabbed by another one of my students a few years ago.

Crystal: Crystal was always a sweet girl. She would come to school with her haired tied in two buns. Crystal was not the smartest in her class, but always gave her best effort. I remember her as kind and hard-working. Next year Crystal will attend Virginia State University for Criminal Justice or Social Work.

Nancy: Nancy was one of the smartest girls in class. She was always hard working and would often stop by after school to say hi. She applied to go on the CHILL snowboarding program with me, and every Friday for six weeks, we got to skip school and go to Deep Creek Lake to Snowboard. Nancy will be a husky next year at University of Connecticut and study science.

Nancy and me Snowboarding

In 5 years, my little attention deficit, irresponsible, and annoying little 8th graders became real people. I don't know how much of an influence I had on their life as a first year teacher, but today I am proud to have just been a part of it. They overcame tremendous shortcomings that others could not dig themselves out of.

And what about me? How have I changed in 5 years? To be honest, I'm a little jealous of everyone who gets to graduate every year. They get to be rewarded for their accomplishments, and move on to the next big stage of their life. What have I done? What have I accomplished?

Five years ago, I ran my first marathon and successfully jump started my triathlon career. Between then and now, I've raced over about 50 races. This year, I am mentally and physically strong enough to complete my first Ironman. I was itching for my next big life accomplishment, and like my students mentioned above, I will also be crowned a new title: Ironman Graduate.

First Marathon: Lower Potomac River Marathon in March 2009


A nighttime graduation on November 2nd sounds pretty good to me. Florida is waiting...





Monday, May 13, 2013

A Special Number for some Special Kids


I first heard of the Bike to the Beach century ride 4 years ago. Ride 100 104 miles? You must be kidding me. But of all the races I've heard and shrugged off through my life, this one stuck with me because of it's donation to Autism Speaks.

My first experience working with Austistic kids was when I worked at a summer camp for community service hours. The camp introduced me to the spectrum of kids- those who could and couldn't speak, one who knew all the McDonald's in Montgomery County (and directions to get there), and one who's repetitive behavior was to make his spit go as close to the floor as he could before slurping it back up. I knew going into it they would be different, and as a 14 year old, you don't really begin to understand what these children and their families were going through.



It wasn't until college that I started to understand the science and facts behind Autism. I learned there was no way to diagnose Autism in the womb (the earliest is now 14 months old). I learned Autistic kids when put in a room, prefer to look at inanimate objects than people. I learned Autistic kids have problems reading expressions and understanding emotions. As a teacher, my curiosity for this disability grew. I worked with more Autistic kids, some who could solve complex Algebra and others who could not count to 10. There was always one constant though; every child was gentle, happy, and simply just trying to relate with the world around them.

A few days before my Spring Break trip to Germany, a simple email and a "Hey, do you do fundraisers?" solidified my participation in Bike to the Beach this year. The venue was set (Jake's Boiler Room) and the fundraisers Beth Ware, Alex Cole, and I were ready to go. While Beth and I raised for Autism Speaks, Alex was raising for Alzheimer's through his cross country ride..

Raffle prizes came flowing in; restaurant gift certificates, a couple race entries, and a few pairs of sporting events to say the least. I was amazed by the generosity of the community but most of all those who donated to our raffle. My school alone raised $451. My friends donated unselfishly unaware there was even a raffle. Even my mom and 8-month-old niece contributed.

Over $1,800 sold in raffle tickets!

There are numbers you'll never forget in your life; the house number of the one you grew up in (4), the date your niece was born (9/4), the time of your first Olympic triathlon (3:59:49), the time of your best Olympic triathlon (2:57:01). I am happy to say that a new number I will never forget is $2,455, the amount Beth, Alex, and I raised in one night on April 26th, 2013.That's $1,636 for Autism and $819 for Alzheimer's.

In March while running the marathon, Beth and I met Tommy, a parent of an autistic kid. We ran together from mile 2 to mile 17, bonding over race stories, our jobs, and our families. Tommy said that special ed teachers who work with Autistic kids are saints. While there is definite truth to that, parents and families of autistic kids are the true heroes. Although frustration may be a daily part of their lives, I have never seen a parent regret or be upset about their child's condition. They only support them everyday, 100%, relentless and dedicated into finding a cure and a way to help their child life live to its fullest.

Beth, Super Hero Dad Tommy, and Me after the marathon

Did you know it costs a family $60,000 a year (average) to raise and support an Autistic child? Please consider volunteering, helping, or reaching out to the community in help of Autism research or programs for Autistic children. Although my fundraiser is over, you can still donate to Autism speaks directly or through my donation page. I have never been more proud or happy in my life to donate to such an important cause.


Thank you to all those who donated/supported/and came to our event. Special thanks to:

Jake's Boiler Room

and...
 Matt McKelvey, Jeff Syfu, Tom Fong, Robin Dennis, Nate Kazaitis, Alec Rubenstein, Chris VanDeWeert, Abraham Parker, and John Blomstrom for your help and donation!


Thank you Washington CYC for your support!-Michelle and Alex
Me with fellow century rider Beth and oldest friend JKim- love these girls!