Changing Your Future

   
 

The Personal Website of Cara L. Morris

 

about me

I come from a very long line of elementary school teachers—my great-grandmother, grandmother, mother, aunt, sister, cousin, ... I have always had a desire to help children discover, learn, and grow.

When I was 5, I made an "All About Me" book and wrote that I was going to be a teacher when I grew up. I still have that book as a reminder of my early dream.

Today, I am a 1st grade teacher in the California public school system. My school, at which I have taught for 11 years, has a large percentage of minority and low-income families. This presents challenges; however, I love these kids and I wouldn't trade this school for any other "better" location.

I have 20 students in my class. 75% of my students have attended kindergarten and pre-school at the same school and 75% of those students have siblings who have attended the school for three years or more. These numbers are higher than they have been in the past and that is a great testament to the impact of our school on the community. Many people would look at our kids and see "lost causes." I only see children, children who, despite the challenges in their lives, come to school excited about learning and excited about their future.

Someday in the future, I would like to open my own learning center where I can ensure that all children in my care are learning in the best way possible for them. This is what I work towards. This is my "Why."

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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

I'm moving tomorrow!! So, I may be offline for a few days. I'll let you know when I'm back. By the way, I'm moving to a much bigger condo (over 2000 sq.ft.) in a gated community with a pool and lots of space!! (Gotta start making room for Don and his business, only 7 months to go!) Yeah!!
posted by Cara at 9:09 PM |

Monday, June 20, 2005

Have you seen the latest "David's Bridal" commercials? (For those of you who haven't searched for a wedding dress recently, David's Bridal is a bridal salon chain.) The jingle for the chain ends with the phrase "You'll love David's Bridal." HA! Yeah right, I don't think those advertising execs have ever been to one of the salons. I made the mistake of going to a fairly new store for my first wedding dress outing. My mom and sister were with me and we were just out for a few hours just to get a feel for what's available. Okay, we just wanted to look around at the pretty dresses. When we walked in the store, we were immediately met with "Have you registered with us?" and "Did you make an appointment?" No, we just wanted to look at the pretty dresses. They said that we could look around, but if we needed to try anything on we would need to let them know ahead of time because there was a half hour wait time for a fitting room. Half an hour for a fitting room?!?!? It looked to me as if there were plenty (at least 8) of open rooms, but what do I know?
We went ahead with our plan to look at dresses. At one point, we found some things in the bridesmaid section that we wanted to try so mom went to find a sales person. We would come to realize later that she found the only helpful person in the place. She set up a room for us (in less than 5 minutes not 30 minutes) and said we could continue to look and let her know if we needed any help. Then she left us alone. That is the kind of sales person I need.
I proceeded to the fitting room while my mom and sister went to the bridal section to find more dresses. They found several which they brought to me.
After about 15 minutes, my mom walked away to find a different size and she was approached by two sales people who proceeded to ask her "Who is helping you? Have you registered with us? Where is the bride?, etc." She told them what the original salesperson told us and they said that was incorrect. They went on to say that in order to use a room, they would need to talk to the bride (me) and I would have to register and set up and appointment and have the appropriate accessories and have a salesperson in the fitting room with me (yeah right!) and only salespeople could carry dresses across the store. From inside the fitting room, I heard all this and called out to my mom that I was not ready for all of that and we were just looking. Apparently, they continued to ask her questions and she finally had to tell them that I was a "frazzled" bride and not ready to deal with all of it. (whatever!) With that they left us alone, until . . .
I walked out of the room ready to leave the store. At that point, we were accosted by yet another salesperson. She asked who the bride was and then proceeded to go through her list of registration questions with me. She went right into it, without even asking if that was what I wanted. "So, I just need your name and address and then we will take some measurements. . ." At this point I stopped her and said, "No, I'm not ready for that. I'm just looking around." To which she asked," Well, then, we'll set up an appointment and you can come back another time." These people were not going to let me out of their store without some kind of commitment. I said, "No, I don't want to set up an appointment and I won't be coming back" and I started to walk out. One last try, "Here is my card, if you change your mind." If my mind wasn't made up before, she just sealed the deal. So, if any of you know of a good bridal salon without vulture-like salespeople where I can try on my own dress without a stranger in the room, let me know. :)
posted by Cara at 8:14 PM |

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