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Since I didn't really talk about it at all in my 'About Me' and Ms Dana asked me about it, I will go ahead and just post a blog with a little more about me.


I grew up in Oildale. Went to Highland Ele, Standard MS, and now North High. When I was in the 6th grade we moved out here in the North West where my parents attempted to move me to Norris. Didn't work out. I was miserable and hated it so, as a little princess I am (or sometimes wish I am) my parents moved me back to SMS and proceeded to drive me back-and-forth every day (and trust me, I know Snow/Norris Rd. like the back of my hand !!).

Anyways, growing up I have always been able to speak. And, I have always loved speaking to adults, my teachers, friends' parents, anyone who would listen and just cared about what I had to say. I felt kids my age were immature, so I went after an audience that would understand and care. I remember my first grade teacher, Ms. Erwin, Gosh, that woman made SUCH and impact on my life. I give her most of the credit for who I am. She listened when nobody else did. She taught me that not by words can something be portrayed by also by actions. And through her actions she let me know that there will be someone out there to listen, I just have to find them.  She also taught me to write cursive. I was so stubborn that my poor 3rd grade teacher (who was a first year) could not get through my "I can't do it". So, Erwin taught me something else I use still today... "It is not that you can't, it is that you wont". Wow.

I never had a teacher like her. I had some killer ones along the way that really changed who I was and how I thought. Mrs Wonderly, my 5th grade, is still in my life today as my "godmother" and mentor. Steve Duerr, 7th & 8th grade science teacher, is the one who showed me the light of Jesus Christ and a major reason I became a Christian.

Then there is the story of my freshman English teacher, Mrs Sherley. Yes, when you hear her name you think of a fat-old wrinkily woman with a wart on her cheek and chain on her glasses, but no, she's MUCH worse than that :D. Totally kidding, she is a small, skinny, beautiful woman, but has a tough-as-nails personality. I remember we would have two page essays to do in one night, I would be up till 3:00 just finishing them. The reason they were so dread full is because of the horrible "Jane Shaffer" way of doing it. Ugh, she should be met in a dark ally for creating such a thing. Anyways, she taught us really how to put our thoughts down on paper correctly. However, I never use any of the formats as she taught us because I don't believe writing should have a format. I believe that writing is something that comes from your heart and however it is construed on paper, well, that's how it should be.
One thing she did tell me is I am "too wordy" and "use too many commas", well, Mrs Sherley, this, is, for, you...

(Oh, and by the way, Sherley is moving to Frontier as an English teacher, I assume Freshman. Parents, I recomend you get your sons and daughters in her class. They will hate it, they will kick and scream and cry just as I and all my friends did, but, she's amazing. I recieved a 460 on the English part of the standardized testing, she is probably the best in Bakersfield)

I also wrote an 8th grade graduation speech.
That year, a classmate of ours died after being struck by a car skateboarding. It opened so many emotional doors that a speech like mine was necessary. I had parents in tears, students in shock, it was great to just impact people in that way.

I also plan on writing a high school speech.
It's in the works. I still have two years. :D