and the days i forget, i need to follow this little honey of a girl's example. perhaps there will be some enthusiastic chanting in the mirror tonight...
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
children.
today i was catapulted into a perfectly beautiful place by children.
i'm on a bit of a high from this teaching gig i have. you see, january might be the most fabulous month that ever existed for the professional me. (the break, rejuvenation, maturity, my own personal grip 1/2 way through the school year, etc.) my kids and i....we're in a good place. i love them, they love me, they listen(mostly), they trust me, and they are truly engaged(!!!). on friday i asked them to tell me how they feel about where they are in their learning and in our classroom, and just overall about their success as a 3rd grader so far. one of my girls raised her hand and said, "i'm just having so much fun i didn't even know i was learning at the same time!" not that i'm trying to have the party room, but it did make me feel quite accomplished that it wasn't a totally miserable experience!;) this happens to be the same girl who on the first day of school was overheard by another teacher to say, "i thought i wasn't going to like 3rd grade but our teacher is so nice and sweet and innocent!" isn't it funny that she chose those words??? who thinks to describe someone as innocent? especially when you're 8?!
this morning i slipped into the chapel and found my seat next to a cute 5or6 year old boy who was sporting the entire pew solo (his dad had an assignment). i subbed for this cutie's sunday school class a few weeks prior so we were already friends, and he said it was okay for me to sit with him;) he was awesome. in fact, he made my whole morning. he seriously made me smile from the inside out.
then my own cute boy slipped into the seat beside me after his duties and my usual beaming with pride routine began to run through my veins. i adore that boy of mine.
my 4year olds i teach on sunday's are beyond beautiful. i want to bottle up their voices. they seriously have the sweetest voices that ever lived. they are brilliant, so spiritually aware, taught by wonderful families, and darn CUTE. did i mention fewer things make me happier in life than to hear their voices???
it's true that my laundry is not done (almost, but not quite). well, i mean the cleaning part....NOT the putting away (that's a whole other story). i have a few more dishes to clean up and a room to clean. and well, my christmas tree is lit as i type, as are all the other decorations perfectly in place as though we're still anticipating the big jolly guy. perhaps we are living like elves over here.......happy living a life of/for/like children.
i get a new darling tomorrow that just might rock our world a tad. hopefully she'll feel the goodness of what's going on instead and decide to go with it rather than fight it. life is just tricky sometimes.
nightie noddle,
s
i'm on a bit of a high from this teaching gig i have. you see, january might be the most fabulous month that ever existed for the professional me. (the break, rejuvenation, maturity, my own personal grip 1/2 way through the school year, etc.) my kids and i....we're in a good place. i love them, they love me, they listen(mostly), they trust me, and they are truly engaged(!!!). on friday i asked them to tell me how they feel about where they are in their learning and in our classroom, and just overall about their success as a 3rd grader so far. one of my girls raised her hand and said, "i'm just having so much fun i didn't even know i was learning at the same time!" not that i'm trying to have the party room, but it did make me feel quite accomplished that it wasn't a totally miserable experience!;) this happens to be the same girl who on the first day of school was overheard by another teacher to say, "i thought i wasn't going to like 3rd grade but our teacher is so nice and sweet and innocent!" isn't it funny that she chose those words??? who thinks to describe someone as innocent? especially when you're 8?!
this morning i slipped into the chapel and found my seat next to a cute 5or6 year old boy who was sporting the entire pew solo (his dad had an assignment). i subbed for this cutie's sunday school class a few weeks prior so we were already friends, and he said it was okay for me to sit with him;) he was awesome. in fact, he made my whole morning. he seriously made me smile from the inside out.
then my own cute boy slipped into the seat beside me after his duties and my usual beaming with pride routine began to run through my veins. i adore that boy of mine.
my 4year olds i teach on sunday's are beyond beautiful. i want to bottle up their voices. they seriously have the sweetest voices that ever lived. they are brilliant, so spiritually aware, taught by wonderful families, and darn CUTE. did i mention fewer things make me happier in life than to hear their voices???
it's true that my laundry is not done (almost, but not quite). well, i mean the cleaning part....NOT the putting away (that's a whole other story). i have a few more dishes to clean up and a room to clean. and well, my christmas tree is lit as i type, as are all the other decorations perfectly in place as though we're still anticipating the big jolly guy. perhaps we are living like elves over here.......happy living a life of/for/like children.
i get a new darling tomorrow that just might rock our world a tad. hopefully she'll feel the goodness of what's going on instead and decide to go with it rather than fight it. life is just tricky sometimes.
nightie noddle,
s
Saturday, January 8, 2011
it's okay though, yes?
we're enjoying it still.
i'll eventually get around to putting it away...in time to add hearts around the house perhaps.
school is good.
i'm a better teacher in 2011, who knew?
on our first day back i heard this:
(8yr old)girl: Ms.G, everyone looks so different!
(8yr old)boy: it's because i'm so much more mature:)
(i do in fact, love them after all)
Sunday, January 2, 2011
i've been writing to the husband to be again. i really intended on that being a more regular thing, but i suppose that would perhaps feel a little unhealthy to be writing him constantly. or maybe not? i like to think of him off and on and write as my thoughts, questions, mutterings come to me. you know, rather than be/feel consumed by him?
i knew today when i was practically hounding/unleashing/venting to a couple of guys in the church parking lot (one in particular for an hour and a half...poor soul) that it was probably time i direct the questions to a more proper source....hence a new letter to the hubs.
anyhoo, hope all is well this second day of 2011. back to work tomorrow and i'm just not sure what to think of it. trying to psyche myself as i clean and such this evening. i almost feel another random post coming to coincide with my typical [blogwheni'msupposedtobeworking] routine. you might get the pleasure of my overblogging instead of my most recent shenanigans of serious underblogging!
my love to all,
s
