Sunday, September 6, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
"You know what to do" was the inaudible voice in my being.
"But that doesn't help me, " I argued. "I don't know what to do--I want to do this but I don't know if I should right now!"
"You know what to do." The feeling persisted.
I decided that the time was not right for what I wanted to do and that I would pass for now, regardless of any missed opportunity.
And a peace fell over me. The anxiousness rolled away. All is good.
I guess I reallly did know what to do.
And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. ~Philipians 4:7
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Usually these blogs write themselves in my head while I am busy doing something. I make a mental note to "get this on my blog." But sometimes I don't get to my blog until hours or days later. By that time I have either forgotten what I wrote or the idea doesn't seem as relevant as it did when my mind crafted it. Occaisionally, the topic will show up on here but more often it doesn't.
Is this something that happens to others who keep a blog? Do you write blogs in your head?
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
I am reminded of Frindle this week after seeing that Merriam-Webster has released a sampling of the new words they are adding to the 2009 Update of the 11th edition of their dictionary. Just like the character in Frindle discovered, when people start using words and they become a part of the vernacular-they may just become "official" and be placed in the dictionary.
Here are some of the new words and their definition.
- staycation - staying home or close to it for vacation
- carbon footprint - the negative impact someone has on the environment
- frenemy- one who pretends to be a friend, but is actually an enemy
- locavore- one who eats foods produced locally whenever possible
- webisode- an episode that may or may not have been telecast but can be seen on the web
- zip line - a cable that is suspended above an incline, with a pulley and harness attached for a rider
- cardioprotective- serving to protect the heart
Now you can use these words formally and not be worried!
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Before & After : The story of Progress
Driving down the two lane road with no shoulders to my home used to be called the "back way." There are better roads that are used to get through town , however we never actually call them the front way. The first picture above was taken on a road similar to my "back way" because PROGRESS is coming to the back way. The route is scenic with huge trees lining it. Instead of shoulders next to the road you have ditches that threatened to swallow your car should you slide too far over. Wildlife crosses the road occasionally, therefore one always needs to drive slowly yet hardly no one does.
While it will be safer and much easier to to drive on the new roadway, someone has to sacrifice to make it happen. The most direct sacrificer ( is that a word??) is the TREES. Within a week the land was raped and violated as trees were chopped down, pulverized into huge mulch piles and bulldozed to prepare the land for shoulders and wider lanes. The scene was shocking and sad.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Uh oh. I did it again. Let me loose with a credit card, the Internet, and a desire to learn and I spend WAY too much money!
I bought 7-8 books today. Here is my rationalization:
I bought 2-3 books on teaching students who are not native English speakers. This was my first year teaching ELL's [English Language Learners] and it was a steep learning curve. My students were literally just off the boat and it was time to test them with our state tests for No Child Left Behind and accountability. Now how can you test someone who cannot even speak the language?? I don't get it, but it doesn't matter-- it is a fact. I must teach these children and I need some help from others who have gone before me. Therefore, a couple of books on strategies to use with ELL's.
Then I also found some books on writing-- a good little book by Ralph Fletcher teaching children to write the story or their lives. It looks like an informative book written for kids on their level. I had to have it!
The "sisters" have a new book out called The Cafe that is a good nuts and bolts book on how to make literacy work in the classroom --conferences, assessments, mini-lessons--everything. I saw lots of charts in this book, so I thought it was a must read!
None of the books I bought were simply for pleasure. They all have to do with teaching and learning. I wonder if I could get a tax break?? Probably not.
Those of you who know me well know that what I really need is more books. My only problem now is where am I going to put them??
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
This will probably be the last time a picture with these four co-workers together will be taken. Not because of some rift, but because each of us will soon be traveling down a different path.
At one time, the four of us all worked together teaching children in the same elementary school. Last year, Cindy ( in light blue) left the elementary school and began working in a secondary position. At the conclusion of this year, Janie ( in white) is retiring after 32 years in public education. Tara (in dark blue) just found out that she has been awarded a grant to attend graduate school in the fall, so she is taking a leave of absence next year. I (in red) will continue to teach in the same classroom as this year.
Of course, we all promise to stay in touch and get together but the probability of that happening on a regualr basis is low. We are all too busy. It does not diminish the friendships we've cultivated for the last 5-8 years, but it is reality.
So the paths that crossed for a period of time now uncross and untangle. These gals have been more than colleagues, they have been friends. They have given support, shared stories, and lent a helping hand. I honor them and their work. I will miss working with this crew.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
We're learning about the body systems and a group were presenting on the Nervous System. They explained that the brain sends and receives messages by way of the nerves and spinal cord. A girl raised her hand and made this timely connection: It's like texting---only faster!
The young girl thought for a minute then said, "Nope, except for MM." I told her that I knew MM, but that she was not in my class. The girl looked at me again with a puzzled look on her face. "What's your name?" she asked. Again, I replied and told her my name.
Immediately, the little girl blurt out " I've never heard of you in my life!" then spun around and walked off.
I guess that is that!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
The evening news filled in most of the gaps and made the whole situation even more scarier than what i had imagined. At a nearby shopping area, two pitbulls were loose in the parking lot chasing customers. People were running up on their hoods and roofs of their vehicles to escape the dogs. One store manager tried to distract a dog from chasing a woman and succeeded in getting bitten. One woman reported that she went driving around the parking lot to warn people just pulling in to stay in their cars. Imagine if you had your young children with you --how would you escape the raging dogs?
Eventually the police arrived and they attempted to distract the dogs. One dog lunged at the policeman and the dog was shot. The other ran off later to be found back at his nearby home.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
I do not like being alone. Is that the fear I feel when I go somewhere? The fear of aloneness even within the midst of a crowd of people?
Maybe we are not alone. Maybe we always have God with us. Maybe as we enter the world God is with us—guiding us and protecting us. Maybe as we exit the world God is with us comforting us ready to welcome us home.
Did Dad have God with him when he left this life? Was he scared? Did he know there were loved ones –his brothers and his wife there? Did he think of his daughters at all in his last moments? His daughters who impotently sat 8000 miles away without the means to know what he was going through. Were his last breaths full of struggling thoughts, peaceful ones or devoid of thoughts at all.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Who ever thought I would celebrate Purim?
Saturday, March 28, 2009
* To drink alcohol legally in most areas of the United States, you must be 21 years old.
*Years ago, you had to be 21 to vote. Now they have lowered that age to 18.
* If you are playing BlackJack, you definitely want a 21.
This week I found a new significance about the number 21. I was flipping through the channels with my remote and I landed on the Home Shopping Network. The somewhat famous Dr. Rey, a plastic surgeon from the reality cable TV show Dr. 90210, was promoting his new products -- girdles and shapers.
* The measurement between the jugular to the nipple should be 21 cm. Furthermore, gravity begins to lengthen this measuremenr by the age of 22.
21 cm! That is less than the length of a ruler.
Now I know what you are going to do. Curiosity compelled me to go get my ruler and see what my measurement is and I bet you will do the same. Let me warn you though, if you are over age 22 you may get depressed.
I know I did.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
When I first began blogging on Yahoo I did it pretty consistently. But then Yahoo began to change and rumors of its demise were rampant. People began leaving and going to various other blogging sites. I finally jumped the ship as well and came here to Blogger.
On Yahoo though there is/was community and checking blogs was somewhat an easier task. Perhaps it is because Blogger has more members that community is harder to achieve.
Anyway, it now seems that I neither blog on Yahoo or here. I want to though. I actually think the software here is more versatile.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
What I found is that I don't like busy patterns. I am not big on fancy either. In fact the blue flowers on this page kind of irritate me, but I also sort of like them, if that makes any sense.
I also don't like the bright colors. But I don't like boring either. It is all so subjective, isn't it.
Bear with me as I try on different clothes for this blog. One of these days the perfect background will reveal itself to me.
Hopefully soon, I can get back to blogging something a bit more deep.