Hallway Happenings PHJH Edition
A Shout Out To Our Rock Star PHJH Moms This Mother's Day Weekend
Nacho-tastrophy and Thank Goodness for Mom Grace
Good Afternoon PHJH Patriots,
We hope you all had a wonderful weekend, and are all getting ready for our final week of RISE testing, and also starting to plan for all of the ways you are going to spoil the moms in your life next Sunday. We also wanted to give you all a very loud and enthusiastic standing ovation for all of the hard work y'all put into your math RISE testing. We saw some HUGE growth and we were so impressed with how many of you went from 1's to 3's and even 4's! You and your teachers have really dug deep this year, and it shows. This week you will be doing Reading and Science testing, and we know you all are going to absolutely crush these tests as well.
Speaking about mothers, this week, and recently celebrating the 18th birthday of the baby of our family, it made me think back on all of the parenting wins we had over the years, as well as many, many, MANY times that I am ever so grateful that our children afforded this young mom with no access to an instructional manual some extra mom grace.
One specific extra grace moment that comes to mind is the time I realized the importance of making sure to help your kiddos regulate the amount of junk food they consume. Or at the very least, listen and act when your child tells you that they don't feel well after they have consumed what some might consider an unnatural amount of cheesy nachos with all of the fix'ns.
First a little background...
Norine Summers is our one and only girl. In a home that had up to six males living in it at any given time, she was my solace, my comrade, my ride or die. As the only two girls in the house, we often had to stick together to survive and maintain our sanity .
As a child, Norine was always, what some might consider unrealistically healthy. No colds, ear infections, fevers, colds, strep throat, flu...nothing. In fact, the little stinker’s stellar health record is how we almost lost her to Spinal Meningitis when she was going into first grade (that is another story for another day). But I think you get the idea. She was literally NEVER sick.
There were a number of possible factors that one can argue played a key part into leading up to what shall always be known as the Great Nachotastrophy of 2006. Perhaps it was due to the fact that I was a young inexperienced mom with an equal love of a good plate of nachos.
Maybe it was because Norine had little to no training in the "being sick" department, which means she has zero prior training on proper puke procedures and the warning signs to watch for when one's stomach is about to go on a full blown riot-level revolt.
Or perhaps it was just my time, like every parent before and every parent after me, to realize that once I got through this parenting disaster, I needed to call my mother and profusely apologize for every single thing I had ever done to make her life anything but a daily experience of sunshine, handpicked and personally delivered floral bouquets, endless supplies of king size chocolate bars, and her caffeinated beverage of choice.
So what was this Nachotastrophy you ask?
Allow me to set the scene....
It was a normal day, nothing too out of the ordinary. We had nachos for dinner. The absolutely mouthwatering, no real nutritional value for you kind . You remember, the 7-11 style ones from our tween years with melty canned cheese, jalapeños, and what some may consider bland meat. (As a 90's mom I feel an important side note that must be mentioned here is, if we were rolling in our lawn mowing or babysitting money and were able to couple our nachos with a Pina Colada or Coca Cola Slurpee, it was pretty much the best day ever.)
Okay back to the story...
The kids were level ten excited with our less than healthy meal choice, and were devouring the nachos off the cookie sheets like they were in a race against a hungry horde of zombies. Norine specifically was dialed in on her favorite food like Mr. Miyagi with a set of chopsticks and a quick moving fly. It was clear from the concentrated look on her face no matter how full she was, she was not going to let the opportunity go to waste.
After dinner, we all got ready for bed and settled in for the night, at which time, Norine nonchalantly mentioned that her stomach hurt, but nothing that raised any serious red flags, and nothing that I believed a little Sprite couldn't fix.
This was a grave mistake....
We had only been asleep for a few hours when we were awakened by Norine crying. Being completely surprised by Norine crying I bolted out of bed and into what was left of her room.
Yes you read that correctly, what was LEFT of her room. I put her to bed in a room, but I pulled her out of a rancid, cheese-covered, war zone.
The smell was what greeted me first. And then the slimly goo between my toes was what followed. Unlike her professional throwing-up brother, who had "making to the toilet" down to a science, Norine had never thrown up before. So naturally, she did what any uneducated puker would do and threw up in every single thing that had an opening in her room. The dirty clothes hamper. The drawers of her night stand. Her dresser drawers. Yes drawers, as in not just one. The side of her bed. The foot of the bed, and eventually even the hall. I’m not sure why I heard the crying and not the puking, but I sure wish it had been the other way around.
I’m unsure what time of night it was, but I can tell you, my brain was not able to process the amount of cheese puke that I was greeted with. I picked up Norine like a football, and ran with her like an NFL level Running Back with ten seconds left on the clock in the fourth quarter of the Super Bowl, while at the same time trying to wake up Rich for nacho cheese back up support.
He cleaned her up since just walking into her room sent his gag reflexes into overdrive. It was like a Nacho murder crime scene. Everything I picked up had a remnant of what was once her favorite dinner. At some point, I am unsure when, I realized that this was a battle I was going to have to come back to as this cheese crime scene was going to require disaster level style clean up or possibly a match to just burn it down.
We got Norine cleaned up, made a little bed by our bed, and quickly gave her the training she needed on how to use a bowl if getting to the bathroom was not an option. I would like to say that when I woke up in the morning, the mess was much more manageable, but the truth was that the morning light only magnified the extent of the crime scene. Having a bowl ready and training on how to use it became standard operating procedure in our house from that point on.
We had numerous close call casualties of clothing, stuffed animals, and numerous pairs of shoes that night. And unfortunately, because I didn't slow Norine's Nacho roll, her and her favorite food took a looooong extended break from each other after that night.
Many years later, Norine still remembers that night, but it is now something we all laugh about, and she loves me despite the fact that I was a mom that had (and if we are honest, still has) no clue what I am doing most days.
Patriots, if you haven't thanked your mom or the person that is being the mom in your life right now, or told her that you love her, I urge you to set aside some time this week, and make sure she feels all the love and please take something (or multiple things) off of her plate.
As always Patriots
Remember...
You Are L❤️VED!
Mrs. Summers
Mrs. Turley
Mr. Joyce
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Buenas tardes Patriotas de PHJH,
Esperamos que todos hayan tenido un fin de semana maravilloso, y que se estén preparando para nuestra última semana de exámenes RISE, y también empezando a planear todas las maneras en que van a consentir a las mamás en su vida el próximo domingo. También queríamos darles a todos una fuerte y entusiasta ovación de pie por todo el trabajo duro que pusieron en sus pruebas RISE de matemáticas. ¡Hemos visto un crecimiento ENORME y estamos muy impresionados de cómo muchos de ustedes pasaron de 1 a 3 e incluso a 4! Ustedes y sus maestros se han esforzado mucho este año, y se nota. Esta semana harán las pruebas de Lectura y Ciencias, y sabemos que todos ustedes van a aplastar absolutamente estas pruebas también.
Hablando de madres, esta semana, y recientemente celebrando el 18 cumpleaños del bebé de nuestra familia, me hizo pensar en todas las victorias de crianza que tuvimos en los últimos años, así como muchas, muchas, MUCHAS veces que estoy muy agradecida de que nuestros hijos permitieron a esta joven madre sin acceso a un manual de instrucciones un poco de gracia extra de mamá.
Un momento de gracia extra que me viene a la mente es cuando me di cuenta de la importancia de ayudar a los niños a regular la cantidad de comida basura que consumen. O, al menos, escuchar y actuar cuando tu hijo te dice que no se siente bien después de haber consumido lo que algunos podrían considerar una cantidad antinatural de nachos con queso y todos los ingredientes.
Primero un poco de historia...
Norine Summers es nuestra única chica. En una casa en la que vivían hasta seis hombres en un momento dado, ella era mi consuelo, mi camarada, mi vida o muerte. Como las dos únicas chicas de la casa, a menudo teníamos que permanecer unidas para sobrevivir y mantener la cordura.
De niña, Norine siempre estuvo, lo que algunos podrían considerar poco realista, sana. Nada de resfriados, infecciones de oído, fiebres, catarros, faringitis estreptocócica, gripe... nada. De hecho, el historial de salud estelar de la pequeña apestosa es la razón por la que casi la perdemos a causa de una meningitis espinal cuando iba a entrar en primero de primaria (esa es otra historia para otro día). Pero creo que te haces una idea. Literalmente NUNCA estuvo enferma.
Hubo una serie de posibles factores que uno puede argumentar que jugaron un papel clave en lo que siempre será conocido como la Gran Nachotastrophy de 2006. Tal vez se debiera al hecho de que yo era una madre joven e inexperta con el mismo amor por un buen plato de nachos.
Tal vez fue porque Norine tenía poca o ninguna formación en el departamento de "estar enfermo", lo que significa que tiene cero formación previa sobre los procedimientos adecuados de vómito y las señales de advertencia para ver cuando el estómago de uno está a punto de ir en una revuelta de nivel de motín en toda regla.
O tal vez era mi momento, como todos los padres antes y después de mí, de darme cuenta de que una vez superado este desastre de crianza, tenía que llamar a mi madre y disculparme profusamente por todo lo que había hecho para que su vida no fuera una experiencia diaria de sol, ramos de flores elegidos y entregados personalmente, suministros interminables de tabletas de chocolate tamaño king y su bebida con cafeína preferida.
Entonces, ¿qué fue esta Nachotastrophy te preguntas?
Permítanme que me ponga en situación: ....
Era un día normal, nada fuera de lo común. Cenamos nachos. De esos que se te hace la boca agua y no tienen ningún valor nutricional. (Como madre de los 90, creo que una nota importante que debe mencionarse aquí es que, si ganábamos dinero cortando el césped o cuidando niños y podíamos acompañar nuestros nachos con una piña colada o una Coca Cola Slurpee, era el mejor día de nuestra vida).
Bueno, volvamos a la historia...
Los niños estaban nivel diez emocionados con nuestra elección de comida menos que saludable, y devoraban los nachos de las bandejas de galletas como si estuvieran en una carrera contra una horda de zombies hambrientos. Norine, específicamente, estaba concentrada en su comida favorita como el Sr. Miyagi con un juego de palillos y una mosca que se mueve rápidamente. Estaba claro por la mirada concentrada en su cara no importa lo llena que estaba, ella no iba a dejar que la oportunidad se desperdicie.
Después de la cena, todos nos preparamos para ir a la cama y nos acomodamos para pasar la noche, momento en el que Norine mencionó con indiferencia que le dolía el estómago, pero nada que levantara serias alarmas, y nada que yo creyera que un poco de Sprite no pudiera arreglar.
Se trataba de un grave error....
Sólo llevábamos dormidos unas horas cuando nos despertó Norine llorando. Completamente sorprendido por el llanto de Norine, salí disparado de la cama y entré en lo que quedaba de su habitación.
Sí, has leído bien, lo que quedaba de su habitación. La acosté en una habitación, pero la saqué de una zona de guerra rancia y cubierta de queso.
El olor fue lo primero que me saludó. Y luego la viscosidad viscosa entre los dedos de mis pies fue lo que siguió. A diferencia de su hermano, un profesional de los vómitos, que sabía hacer de vientre, Norine no había vomitado nunca. Así que, naturalmente, hizo lo que haría cualquier vomitiva inculta y vomitó en cada cosa que tenía una abertura en su habitación. El cesto de la ropa sucia. Los cajones de su mesita de noche. Los cajones de su cómoda. Sí, cajones, no sólo uno. El lado de su cama. Los pies de la cama, y finalmente incluso el pasillo. No sé por qué oí el llanto y no el vómito, pero ojalá hubiera sido al revés.
No estoy seguro de qué hora de la noche era, pero puedo decir que mi cerebro no era capaz de procesar la cantidad de vómito de queso con la que me recibieron. Levanté a Norine como si fuera un balón de fútbol y corrí con ella como un corredor de la NFL cuando quedaban diez segundos para el final del último cuarto de la Super Bowl, mientras intentaba despertar a Rich para que me ayudara con los nachos de queso.
La limpió, ya que con sólo entrar en su habitación sus reflejos nauseosos se dispararon. Era como la escena del crimen del asesinato de Nacho. Todo lo que recogí tenía restos de lo que una vez fue su cena favorita. En algún momento, no sé cuándo, me di cuenta de que esta era una batalla a la que iba a tener que volver, ya que esta escena del crimen del queso iba a requerir una limpieza al estilo desastre o posiblemente una cerilla para quemarla.
Limpiamos a Norine, le hicimos una camita junto a nuestra cama y rápidamente le enseñamos a usar un cuenco si no podía ir al baño. Me gustaría decir que cuando me desperté por la mañana, el desastre era mucho más manejable, pero la verdad es que la luz de la mañana sólo magnificó la magnitud de la escena del crimen. A partir de ese momento, tener un cuenco preparado y aprender a utilizarlo se convirtió en el procedimiento habitual en nuestra casa.
Aquella noche tuvimos numerosas víctimas por los pelos: ropa, peluches y numerosos pares de zapatos. Y por desgracia, como no frené el rollo de Nacho de Norine, ella y su comida favorita se tomaron un largo descanso después de aquella noche.
Muchos años después, Norine todavía recuerda esa noche, pero ahora es algo de lo que todos nos reímos, y ella me ama a pesar del hecho de que yo era una mamá que no tenía (y si somos honestos, todavía tiene) ni idea de lo que estoy haciendo la mayoría de los días.
Patriotas, si no le han agradecido a su mamá o a la persona que está siendo la mamá en su vida en este momento, o le han dicho que la aman, los insto a que dediquen algo de tiempo esta semana, y se aseguren de que ella sienta todo el amor y por favor quiten algo (o varias cosas) de su plato.
Como siempre Patriotas
Recuerden...
¡Ustedes son L❤️VED!
Sra. Summers
Sra. Turley
Sr. Joyce
SAVE THE DATES
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VERY IMPORTANT INFORMATION FOR CHALK THE WALK PLEASE READ
All of The Details From Mr. and Mrs. Gianfredi
2024 Chalk The Walk Theme is
"Game On"
Event Details and What Do I Need?
- May 16th
- 8:00-12:00
- Clothes you can get VERY dirty!!!
- Towels and old pillows, mats, or pieces of carpet to kneel on.
- Water to drink (Lots of water)
- Sunscreen/hats
- If your parents have a canopy and would be willing to let us borrow it, we would love it!
- Snacks
- Any tools that you think will help you. We provide all of the chalk.
What kind of art will we get with this theme?
- We will be doing art from 60 of the most famous video games ever made, all the way back to Pac-Man, Duck Hunt and the original Mario Bros. Yes, I will be including some popular games that have fighting in them, but I will make sure the chosen images have no guns, no blood and no death in them. There will be ninjas, swords, ghosts (Pac-Man) and deadly turtle shells though (Yoshi!).
What are the requirements to participate in Chalk the Walk?
- Students can not have ANY NG's from ANY term. Students can still make up NG"s
- Students can not have F's in THIS term. The activity is during school hours so if you have F's you have to focus on school.
- Students can not have any MAJOR disciplinary referrals in 4th quarter.
- Students need to have their packet completed and make sure it meets all requirements. Teams can have no more than THREE people and no single students. No exceptions)
- ALL requirements will be checked day before event as well.
Where and How Do I Get The Chalk The Walk Packet?
- Get a sign up paper from the clipboard in the front office,
- Once the paper is complete, take it to Mr. G AFTER school to see if the picture is still available. Have a 1st and second choice.
- Pictures will be removed once they have been picked and students have met all requirements,
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📚 PHJH LOVED The READ Program 📚
Reading is “Paw”-some!
What do a dog and reading have in common?
Both “tails” can open a world of possibilities.
Perhaps you are one of the people that has had your heart melt, when you have seen my therapy dog, Chloe, at the school. You may have also wondered why a dog is at the school.
Well, let me introduce ourselves. My name is Rachel, and my dog’s name is Chloe. We are a registered therapy animal team with the Reading Education Assistance Dogs® Program of Intermountain Therapy Animals.
As it states on their website, “The R.E.A.D.® Program, started in 1999, is a nonprofit that has helped thousands of children discover the joys of books and reading and improve their reading skills.”
We have had the privilege these past two years working with some incredible students at Providence Hall Junior High. It has definitely been a joy.
Here are some paw-sitive comments from others about the R.E.A.D.® Program and therapy animals in general.
" Students that traditionally were not in love with reading and were often reading below grade level, lit up like a Christmas tree when they saw Rachel and Chloe. During their reading sessions, they were all in, and they really looked forward to their time with Chloe. We saw a lot of reading growth with these students, as well as a new excitement and love for the library and learning. The READ program was a HUGE success at our school."
“They were really helpful to me and my friend Sophie, when we interviewed them for our NHD project. They were able to answer some questions we had about therapy animals”-Abi Molgard (Student)
The blanket I chose to use for Chloe for this program has a picture of a map and says, “Life is about the journey.” This also applies to reading, for reading really is about taking a journey and discovering possibilities.
From Chloe and me, “Thanks fur reading, and remember you are paw-some!”
⚽ PHJH Sports Central ⚽
Providence Hall High School Camps And Fundraisers
PHHS Boys Basketball Fundraiser
The high school boys basketball team is holding a spirit night at R&R BBQ (located at 4489 W. Partridge Hill Lane, Riverton) Tuesday, May 14 from 4-10 p.m. Please come support the team and their new coach (former BYU player Richard Harward) and enjoy some amazing food! Copies of the flyer or a screenshot of the flyer will be accepted at checkout to help towards the proceeds for the program. Invite your family and friends! Thank you!
Providence Hall Boy's Basketball Youth Camp
The annual Providence Hall youth boys basketball camp will be held Friday, June 7 and Saturday, June 8 at the high school gym. Those entering sixth through eighth grade for the 2024-25 school year are invited from 1-4 p.m. both days. The cost is $75. Sign up by clicking the link below.
Register by May 20 to guarantee a camp t-shirt.
Got Stinky Cans? PHHS Football Wants To Help
Got stinky cans???
We have a solution!!
The Providence Hall Football program has teamed up with a special offer from Wasatch Can Cleaning! This is a limited time offer and will benefit the football program tremendously! See flier for details or use the link below or scan QR code to register and pay no later than May 11! If you would like a specific athlete to get credit for your support, be sure to put their full name in the “additional access instructions” box!! Thank you for your support!! Go Patriots!!