Talk W/ Your Students

Today,  I had an experience that I was not expecting. I noticed that one of my students has been acting out in class over the past few weeks. Well, I had to correct some inappropriate behavior and she turned it into a joke. Well, I didn’t take that lightly. It was time for me to find out what was going on. In other words, we had a “Come to Jesus” meeting.

After minutes of careful questioning. She confessed. It was nothing too major, but for a 12-14 year it was too much for her to bear.

I gave her little advice and a BIG hug.

I hope my sweet student is back.

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Quote

I have discovered if life that there are ways of getting almost anywhere you want to go, if you really want to go.

Langston Hughes

This is the daily quote posted on the Slice Of Life challenge.

These words ring so true. Anything that I’ve really wanted to do, I’ve found ways to do. Whether it was perfecting my baked chicken or working on my master’s degree with an active family. But what is it that makes us push beyond to get somewhere?  A need, yes…. need to get somewhere usually involves a change, improvement, something new, something unknown or  just something different.

I’ve got some places that I want go and am discovering ways to get there.

Uncanny Shopping

At 3:30, I left school scurrying to get some of my errands complete. I went by Old Navy, Sam’s Club and Aldi. In my area, these stores have a history of long lines regardless of the day or time. To my surprise, they were vacant. I was able to walk straight to the checkout lines and check-out. No lines, no waiting.

For whatever the reason, I’m thankful to still return home by 6:00.

Day 22

10 more posts…

I must say that I’m growing weary as I get closer to my goal to write daily for the entire month of March. I can see the finish line, but it’s gradually moving away. “I must stick with it.” I tell myself. “What will the boys think when they check your blog and you stop not stopped, but quit.”

I’m not a quitter. Unless, I really think that I’m wasting my time.

Writing is never a waste.

I’ll forge on. 9 more post to go. 🙂

Monday after spring break…reflections

Arrived early Of all days my stomach is upset. No coffee, how will I make it through the day.

Awake since 3:00 a.m. not because of excitement. It must have been the chocolate soy milk.

1st period- bright cheerful; gleaming with excitement,

2nd period- basically asleep with their eyes open, yet responsive,

3rd- planning (make copies – vocabulary),

4th period- talkative and alert….Did my head swell, all of a sudden my headband is squeezing my head until it hurts,

5th- unresponsive, sleepy after lunch,

6th- going through the motions, yet responsive,

7th- talkative and alert.

Ending my day with posting grades, straightening my desk and tidying my room.

Ahhh, I made it my first day back.

Ode to….. faithfulness

 

This poem expresses how I felt after a hearing today’s sermon.

How many times can you mess up,                                                                                                      give up and fess up?

And yet He’s still there.

How many times can the little engine that could try daily                                                               to be its best, but may fail?

And yet He’s still there.

How many times can you lose your patience,                                                                              temper and sometimes religion.

And yet He’s still there.

Seventy times seven,                                                                                                                              that’s why He’s still here.

 

Ode to…….. my planner

 

I received my new Erin Condren planner this week. Yes, I wait until they are 50% off to get the new year’s planner. It’s really not a hard wait. I wrote about my feelings about getting my new planner in this poem.

Ode to….my planner

You are bound by bright blooms, bursting bright stripes and budding flowers,

You are by month, day, even hours.

 

Time passes, yet you remain,

Whether engraved with to do’s, don’ts,  wills or wont’s.

 

You are my journal of many details

spreading a garden full of stories.