Starting at BYU: A New Job and Classes Begin

A couple weeks before I started classes at BYU, I finally found a job. I now work on campus at the SWKT (Spencer W Kimball Tower) as a Student Custodial Worker. I work Monday through Fridays from around 6 to 10 pm. It's really nice that I don't have to work on weekends, especially since my sisters, Becky and Sara, and I try to meet up once a month and the only day Becky has available is Saturdays. I am enjoying my new job. I have my own floor in the SWKT to clean each night and if I get done or need to leave early I can.

I started classes on the 4th, and I still can hardly believe I'm actually going to BYU. I'm going full-time and I've arranged my classes so I only have class Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. On Mondays and Wednesdays I have classes from 8 am to 4 pm. So, those days are pretty full, but I don't have classes the next day. So, I have those days to work on any homework I have.

I am taking 1 math class, 3 statistics classes, and 2 religion classes. Since, I transferred to BYU with and associates degree, I don't have to take any generals except one. I also took Institute for credit up in North Dakota, so I only need to take the first part of the Book of Mormon in specific required classes, which I'm taking this semester, along with Introduction to Family History.

I find that the oddest thing about attending BYU is the fact that in all but 1 of my classes, the teacher has someone say a prayer at the beginning of it. This is very different from any experience I've  had at any school previously, as I've never gone to a Church run school before where that was even an option.

BYU campus is huge and I had a hard time finding my way at first, but I only have classes in three buildings, two of which are right next to each other, and the other had the building I work in between it and the others, so it's pretty easy to find. I just have to head in the direction of the tallest building in the area and I find my way easily enough.

Mom: Gone for 6 years and Counting

It has been 6 years since Mom died and I still can't believe it. I miss her every day and this year is the first anniversary of her death that I haven't been in Bismarck for it. This is a little something I wrote when I was in the sixth grade. We had the assignment to interview someone and I chose to interview Mom.


 
Karen McGee Atwood

By Elizabeth K Atwood

Written in the 6th Grade

Karen McGee Atwood was born on April 29, 1954, in Salt Lake

City, UT. She grew up in Brigham City, UT. “Between when I was

growing up and when I graduated from high school we lived in five houses,” she said. Karen went to Central Elementary, the only Junior High, and Box Elder High. They were the only schools went up to graduating from high school. Some subjects she had were French, PE, Math, English, and History, to name just a few. Her favorite subject wasMath, I asked why and she said, “I just did.”

It was the year 1965 when she was my age. “The thing I remember most was being teased at school,” she said. When she was my age the person who was president was Lyndon Baines Johnson. The most significant event that occurred during her childhood was when President Kennedy was killed. She admired her mother most because of the way she treated other people.

Karen did different things, she once mopped the kitchen floor, and

cleaned her room. Her favorite singer was Barry Manilow. A Wrinkle in Time was her favorite book. Her favorite hobby was reading. The kinds of things she enjoyed doing most were reading and cooking. She wore clothes.

Karen wanted to be a teacher when she grew up. She pursued the

career bookkeeping after high school. She is a Newspaper Carrier today.

What she dislikes most about her job is not getting enough sleep. “I like getting the papers to customers,” she said. She is married and has five children. Rebecca is 17, Clarence is 15, Rachel is 14, Elizabeth is 11, and Sara is 9.

Her plans for the future are to get out of debt. “Study hard, do your

schoolwork,” she said was the best advice she could give me.