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I Am So Much More

Sunday, February 3rd, 2008

Why is that you seem to only think of me in terms of seasons?
You are grateful when I appear as buds on the trees,
and you can’t wait to see what fall colors my age bestows onto thee.
You complain when it’s time to rake me from the dormant earth,
and you completely forsake me in the time of my journey to rebirth.

But I am so much more.  I strive to show the world I am so much more than just your clue to the change of the seasons.

Do you not notice my delicate ballet in the breeze, high atop that distant branch on the tree?
Or the way I am frozen in the water, the puddle, when you try to step over me?
Or how about that bird’s nest that rests in the “y” of the trunk and a limb?
Or what about the way you use me to kindle your flame with a little bit of wind?

But I am so much more, I promise I am.  I strive to show the world I am so much more than just your clue to the change of the seasons.

Why do you bag me up and tie me off from my world?
Why do you fill the landfills with me stuffed in plastic bags?
Why can’t you see that I have a function, a function in this world after my “death”?
And it is to promote life, to feed the soil, to promote life, to become the soil, to promote life, to sustain the soil, and to promote life.

But I am so much more, I am, I promise I am.  I strive to show the world I am so much more than just your clue to the change of the seasons.

I wish you would truly observe my presence in this world.  And then you would know that I am so much more than just your clue to the change of the seasons.

What does a teacher make?

Saturday, January 26th, 2008

The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life.
One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with education. He
argued, “What’s a kid going to learn from someone who decided his best
option in life was to become a teacher?”

He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about teachers:
Those who can, do. Those who can’t, teach.”

To stress his point he said to another guest; “You’re a teacher,
Bonnie. Be honest. What do you make?”

Bonnie, who had a  reputation for honesty and frankness replied, “You
Want to know what I make? (She paused for a second, then began…)

“Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.

I make a C+ feel like the Congressional Med al of Honor.

I make kids sit through 4 0 minutes of class time when their parents
can’t make them sit for 5 without an I Pod, Game Cube or movie rental…
You want to know what I make?” (She paused again and looked at each and
every person at the table.)

I make kids wonder.
I make them question.
I make them criticize.
I make them apologize and mean it.
I make them have respect  and take responsibility for their actions.
I teach them to write and then I make them write.
I make them read, read, read.
I make them show all their work in math.
I make my students from other countries learn everything they need to
know in English while preserving their unique cultural identity.

I make my classroom a place where all my students feel safe.
I mak e my students stand to say the Pledge of Allegiance to th e Flag,
Because we live in the United States of America .

Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they were
given, work hard, and follow their hearts, they can succeed in life.

(Bonnie paused one last time and then continued.) “Then, when people
try to judge me by what I make, I can hold my head up high and pay no
attention because they are ignorant ..  You want to know what I make?

I MAKE A DIFFERENCE.  What do you make?”

THIS IS WORTH SENDING TO EVERY TEACHER YOU KNOW.

THERE IS MUCH TRUTH IN THIS STATEMENT:

“Teachers make every other profession “

Sad News :(

Sunday, December 9th, 2007

Back in October, my PC got a virus and I lost all my pictures of all my travels over the past few years.  I have learned some valuable lessons:  backup important stuff to CDs in a timely fashion and don’t used Windows ever again.  I bought a Mac , and I’m never going back.

What has happened to common courtsey?

Wednesday, June 6th, 2007

I don’t get it at all.  Where have all the manners in the world gone to?  Today, I asked a colleague “how are you”?  Her response: “Fine.”  Now, unless I’m from the old school, my momma always said when you are asked a question, you answer and then ask one back, to show interest in the person.  I have been noticing the lack of manners in the world lately, and it is quite disappointing.  The appropriate response would have been: “I’m fine, how are you doing?”  What is so hard about this?

Last night after getting home at 9:00 pm, not one person in the house acknowledged my presence.  It made me feel very uncomfortable.  It was like, wow, should I leave?  But I did the polite thing, walked in the room, and asked how the ballgame went, then I continued on my path upstairs.  My 4 year old niece asked me “How was your volleyball”.  I was astonished…she’s 4 and she get’s it:  Acknowledge people in your presence.  I politely responded:  “It was so fun, thank you for asking.  Did you have fun at the game?”

Yesterday, I sent an email out telling my colleagues I had finished early with all the end of the year stuff and I would be available to help any of them that needed help moving the classroom, setting up a new room, or packing, or doing end of the year stuff.  One person responded with a thank you.  The rest glared at me in the hallway.  Was I trying to be a bitch?  No…I was simply offering my help to overwhelmed and overworked teachers.

What is going on here?

Learning to slow it down!

Thursday, May 17th, 2007

Those of you who know me well know that my mind and my body go 100 miles per hour, non-stop, every day until I finally hit the bed. I am so full of life and energy, but I have decided that I am going to take a new approach to life from here on out. I am going to see what the slower side of life looks like.

For years, ever since I can remember, I have always felt like if I wasn’t up and moving around, I was being lazy. I would feel guilty when I read. I would feel guilty when I watched TV. I would feel guilty when I sat around on a Saturday morning in my PJs until 9:00 a.m. I would feel guilty if I didn’t go run, and I would feel guilty for feeling guilty.

I’m not sure why this was the case, but with this new year of 2007, I have decided to do some things differently this time around. Why now, well….

Maybe it had something to do with all the life changes I’ve faced in the past year. Or maybe it has something to do with me turning 30 and kinda looking back and reflecting on my life so far. Maybe it has to do with me just wanting to be selfish for a while, or to feel a sense of entitlement. Whatever the reason is, I’m more at peace now than I was 120, or 60, or even 30 days ago.

Perhaps you are asking yourself what I have changed in my daily life to slow it down a little? Well, here is what I have done in the past week, in accordance with my plan, and man! has it felt good:

1. Last week after work, I went to the park and sat in the sun for one hour. I dozed off a few times, woke up and read a few more pages, and then dozed again. It was so great.

2. I put my stopwatch away and went for a run not concerned with distance or time. I turned my iPod on while running, as ususal, but this time, instead of picking my “Running” playlist filled with uptempo music, I selected the Eco/Nature playlist and strolled along. It’s amazing what I saw when I wasn’t full speed ahead: I saw a deer in the woods! It was looking right at me as I ran by. And I saw a dead turtle on the other side of the road. I noticed the smell of honeysuckle in the air. It smelled so heavenly. I stopped to take in huge gulps of air and to fill my senses with the fresh scent.

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I am back!

Sunday, April 8th, 2007

I know it has been awhile, but things are finally settling down again and I am so looking forward to blogging again. And, by the way, in case you don’t know…I love Mike! :)

Play while you work!!!

Monday, August 7th, 2006

Ever want to surf the net, but the boss is around and you don’t want to be discovered? Well….here is the answer! Workfriendly.net turns any website you are looking at into a word document. It takes out the pictures, and makes the rest of the document look like one you are editing. Awesome!

Is your city likely to be destroyed by a natural disaster?

Monday, August 7th, 2006

Ever wonder if the city you live in is in harms way?  Well…check it out for yourself!

What is your definition of love?

Wednesday, May 24th, 2006

Love….an emotion we all hope to encounter in life.  But what does love mean to you? Post your comments here.

Center for Ocean Sciences Education Excellence – SouthEast (Grant Essay)

Saturday, March 18th, 2006

PERSONAL STATEMENT
Describe why you feel this program would benefit you as a professional.  Include your understanding of inquiry-based teaching and learning, as well as your experience with teaching science.  Describe experiences integrating culture (particularly African American culture), history, and heritage in instruction. 
I will be completing my first year as an 8th grade North Carolina and United States history teacher in June.  The year has gone so fast, and I can barely believe it is over!  On the first day of school this year, I polled my eighth graders with the following question:  Based on your previous years in school, what is your current feeling about history class?  To say the least, I was absolutely shocked with the negative responses I received.  Most of the students had very bad attitudes towards history and did not understand why they were being “made” to study the past.  An overwhelming majority stated the opinion that “history is boring– it’s just dead people and dates.”


Well, I knew that I had my work cut out for me this year!  I went back to school on the second day and posed the next question:  What would the perfect history class look like?  I got some amazing answers:  no books, no memorization, and no seatwork.  I knew what this meant for me:  lots of preparation on my part by reading the material ahead of time and then constructing lesson plans that had the students directly involved with their own learning.  I was definitely up for this challenge.

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