This description part is challenging. I never know what I will blog about until I start typing. I do know there will be typos. I don't reread or correct my blog. Otherwise it turns technical instead of my feelings and thoughts. Trust me, on stories and poems I'm a grammaraholic, but this is freedom. Sometimes to keep it from getting too personal, I even turn my head away while I type. Weird, right?. I hope you find this somewhat entertaining, thought-provoking, and humorous.
A little about me. The most important things in my life are family, especially my son, Reese, and my husband, Bruce, my walk with God, and making a positive impact in some way. I am a teacher, currently teaching 6th grade Language Arts. While at times my job can be trying, overall, it is one of the most rewarding passions in my life.
This is my wonderful son, Reese. He is now 20 and and a junior at Oklahoma State University. I may be partial, but he is an exceptional kid with the best heart I've ever known. He makes me laugh, think, and want to be a better person. We are both huge Oklahoma State Cowboy fans - Gooooooo Pokes!
This is Reese's dog, Betty. She shares a name with my mother. Reese named her that because she was beautiful and kind just like his Nanny (my mom). I'm not sure my mom is quite convinced it is a compliment though. Betty is a huge part of our family. She even had her own blog for awhile.
Poke around at your leisure and shake your head at some of things that go through mine. I always return reviews/comments, though admittedly, sometimes it does take me awhile depending on what life is serving me at that point.
Legerdemain has incited mark your territory, but think of the children.
I’m reminded of pre-schools/early education classrooms equipped with toilets…why stop there? Kåre Enga in Montana makes a point.
Personally, I forgot until 7th grade, after some teasing, that 5 years earlier I was forced to go number 1 in the ‘chalkboard can’ in front of class…because I didn’t bathroom break at recess and couldn’t hold it in, after repeated requests. Not a good look on that teacher, story shared with my surprised in-laws, both familiar with the woman.
I was also fond of the smell of a new coin purse…another teacher, another year later, and also humiliating.
Times change. And there was no diagnosis for my unique condition back then, which would have had me bubble-wrapped and kept away from sharp things.
Great entry; something I can talk about with my wife’s parents. Pro Toilets
Simple solution... a single-serve bathroom in every room!
That would solve a lot of other problems as well. Not all 'children' can safely use an American style public bathroom.
I've been wondering about my 'pee issues'. Although I attribute it to old age I never thought of "teacher bladder". I didn't use shared school bathrooms and didn't like them in university either.
A hug in February 1979 saved my life. Never underestimate the power of personal connection. Whether with family, friends, pets or strangers... connections count.
I enjoyed re-reading this. But... you're in fucking Oklahoma so I can't add much.
I also read your blog about schools being underfunded. When I lived in Tahlequah (ages ago) my friend Donna had difficulty finding someone to hire who knew how to give change from a dollar; probably use plastic now... or the phone.
It's your birthday... just so you know... hope you had a great day.
When I lived in Tahlequah in 2004 I was not overly impressed with the educational standards in Oklahoma. How hard is it to teach someone how to give change for a dollar? Harder than I imagined.
I have a friend who teaches in Tulsa and did the walk to OKC... Teachers walking? To OKC?
I grew up in a town in New York that had more children than they knew what to do with for a few years. 40 in a classroom? Split schedules? They worked it out... but there was also intermural sports, music, art, AP classes, summer school (I took art and Spanish), and a full range of courses. I needed 16 credits to graduate. I had 27.
But that was a long time ago. Still, the blue collar factory workers valued education and wanted their kids to do better. They did.
So, I don't understand why Oklahoma or Kansas (I went to KU and lived in a small town) has a problem funding education.
Girl! My first degree is Human Service with minor in psychology. Went back for teaching degree. Later got Masters in Ed and then an add on certification for Library Science.
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