Today is one of those days I reach into my bag of tricks . . . A Few Quotes from the "Kiddies"
Kindergarten student:
“Mrs. W. I LOVE Biscuit! I think I will love him forever.”
1st Grader:
“Mrs. W. can I tell you something?” “Sure Anthony” I say with a smile? “Well I really have 3 things to say!”
5th Grader: A student noticed a typo I had made in the script for our daily broadcast. When one of the students pointed it out to me another student said, “come on people we all make mistakes once in a while!”
Two 2nd graders:
The little ones were carrying a basket filled with books to return to the library. As they were emptying the basket the one boy turns to the other and says, “Don’t worry this will be much lighter on the way back!”
1st Grader:
Walks into the computer lab and turns to me and says “I really love computers” and proceeds to give me a big hug! As she is hugging me she says, “wow you really smell good!” (thanks Bath and Body Jasmine Vanilla)
Inspire . . . A friend shared her blog with me which inspired me to dig deep inside and bring my thoughts onto paper...maybe I will pay it forward and inspire someone too! Thanks, Michelle!
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Looking . . .
I’m looking for that perfect person the perfect one
Who walks in my house and says “this is it . . . we are done”
The person who sees themselves settling in
And is ready for their family’s new life to begin
The person who feels that this house has just the right “feel”
The house where their loved ones can live, laugh and share many a meal
I’m looking for that perfect person for when I last close the door
That will fill this house with love, laughter and and a whole lot more!
Who walks in my house and says “this is it . . . we are done”
The person who sees themselves settling in
And is ready for their family’s new life to begin
The person who feels that this house has just the right “feel”
The house where their loved ones can live, laugh and share many a meal
I’m looking for that perfect person for when I last close the door
That will fill this house with love, laughter and and a whole lot more!
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
A Photo Inspired Me Today
Like so many, writing opens my eyes to wonders I may miss. I look for the perfect “thing” which can spawn into a writing opportunity. This morning I went back to the photos in my phone to find inspiration . . .
Sunrise . . . A New Day to . . .
Reflect on what I can do better
Let go of the things I can’t change
Appreciate all the wonderment in my life
Monday, March 31, 2014
I’m Sorry But I’m a Bit of a Snob!
I have a Confession, I can be a bit of a snob! I can’t help myself. I really think it’s become an addiction. Ok I’ll confess, I’m addicted to coffee! My addiction is not the amount of cups I drink per day, but rather the type of coffee I drink. Perhaps that’s why the couple of cups I do drink in the morning need to be pure perfection! Every time I am in a store, I head for the coffee aisle to see if any new brands are for sale. I love going to “specialty” stores and purchasing rich, full body beans. I need to have numerous bags in my cabinet on any given day to choose from, and it has to be really good coffee, no bargain brands for me, only the best will do. I just love the thought of opening a bag and smelling the richness pour out . . . just waiting to be made into a rich cup of java fit for a queen! There are certain things in life that are worth paying for and for me it’s coffee! Excuse me now while I sit and drink a new brand from Trader Joe’s . . . the beans are from New Mexico! ;-)
Sunday, March 30, 2014
Reflection on the past week
Spring break week is just about in the past
As always, the week . . . the time flew by so fast
I think about all that was accomplished, all that was done
Especially during our visit to my soon to be home . . . the city of the sun
I love the lack of “schedules” . . . even on those not stop busy days
I think that’s what I look forward to most . . . when I’m on to the next “phase”
I guess I’m feeling a bit melancholy thinking about another “last
Because before I know it my career as a teacher will be a thing of the past . . .
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