This weekend I went with a group of our National Junior Honor Society (NJHS) students to volunteer at a horse refuge. Anybody that knows me, knows it wasn’t for my strength, or knowledge of animals. This writer is good at making people laugh, and seeing the beauty in […]
By the middle of seventh grade, the kids are as tall as, if not taller, than me and look like mini adults. This makes teaching interesting because they have adult bodies and child like thinking. It is easy to forget they are always in a state of flux. […]
Occasionally at our school we have sub coverage. Meaning if a colleague is absent we cover there class for a portion of the 50 minutes that we don’t have a class. This is a source of grumbling, cajoling and laughing. We all have each other’s backs so deep […]
Over the past week I had the privelige of seeing a phenomenon that still has me thinking. Who am I listening to? And, is that the right person to look to in that particular situation. It was watching a pivotal moment for my students that forced me to ask these and […]
So, I stood up to see 18 students staring at me with their mouths agape. What could I say to save this moment. The teacher that wants to make everybody feels like all is good in the world came out…
I still remember reading a Dick and Jane text book over and over as a 6 year old. That was the only book we had in the house for a long time. Then somebody, I can not remember who, gave my parents a mini library. It was an encyclopedia set of short stories that were Christian based. They were Uncle Arthur’s Stories. There were enough to keep me entertained for easily a year. This person’s kindness changed my reading habits.
This has to be what those people feel like when they reach the top of Mount Kilamannjaro. So I’m counting it as an adventure.
They thought they were being “too cool” to outwardly appreciate the joke. To the observers eye it looked like they had a synchronized gas passing experience.
the stealing for the most part stopped. Then one of them tried stealing my ipod. It was one of those moments in life where I saw the multiple choice options. I could
A. Slap it out of his hand and claim temporary insanity
B. Break out into open prayer (that’s a chapter in my book)
C. Send him to my tall friend
D. Warn him