Sunday, December 9, 2018

Eyeshadow

I reached for the plastic bar that would separate my groceries from hers, and began to empty my cart onto the black conveyor belt.


Her hair--the color of chestnuts and with dyed, light pink tips--was pulled into a messy ponytail that flicked her shoulder when she turned her head. She had a baby with her--a chubby girl perched in the cart's front basket that was generally reserved for very young children and "delicate items," like bread and eggs. The baby smiled and cooed at Bridget while I reached for the toiletries and stocking stuffers at the very bottom of my cart.

Monday, November 12, 2018

On Cheering For Each Other

Confession: I do not like school carnivals.

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My dislike for school carnivals runs so passionately deep that I've been known to equate attending one to being banished to one of Dante's circles of hell! (Intense, right?) Screaming and yelling and crying kids; over-priced concessions (why does this can of Coke cost three dollars?!); hot, sweaty gyms that smell like farts and popcorn...Not my cup of tea! I usually leave a school carnival with a thumping headache and a twitchy eyelid.

Thursday, October 18, 2018

For All The Teachers

This post is sponsored by Our Schools Now in partnership with Forward Influence.
However, all thoughts and opinions are my own.


I knew she was special the moment I met her.


She smiled warmly and introduced herself to me as Ms. Stuart. She was going to be my son’s second grade teacher. When I nervously began to fumble over my words—attempting to explain the challenges that come with Cam’s autism diagnosis—she replied confidently, “It will be okay. He’s going to be great and we can handle this.” Her manner was calm and her voice was kind. My fears quickly subsided.

Sunday, September 23, 2018

A Little Bit Shy, A Little Bit Scared

"I'm feeling a little bit shy and a little bit scared."


I looked down at the top of her fair, curly head and watched her as she slid out of the car. Her feet hit the pavement with a slap! I smiled to myself as I watched her shimmy and wiggle to adjust her over-sized backpack on her tiny, little-girl shoulders.

Sunday, August 26, 2018

Week In Review--Teacher Training



MONDAY

Smiling faces in a commons room,
where all the teachers have come to stay.
A pep talk, a powerful presentation,
And I think I'll be okay!

--I. Got. This.

TUESDAY

A mountain of information
that makes my brain feel fluffy.
Policies and handbooks
cause me to cry 'til my eyes are puffy.

--O. Ver. Whelmed.

WEDNESDAY

Lots of hugs from staffers,
manning front office desks.
Grateful for their kind support--
Women loving others is the best.

--I. Have. Faith.

THURSDAY

Bright-colored paper for bulletin boards.
Notebooks to hand my class.
A green leafy plant and a felt-ball garland,
to give my room some sass.

--This. Is. Good.

FRIDAY

What a week, to prepare and learn,
a week to stretch and grow.
A new love for a HARD profession,
that does more than you'll ever know.

--Hug. A. Teacher.