Musings from the mind of a high school math teacher
A sisters journey
My friends...today my blog is about someone else. My daughter. She has begun writing about her journey as the cutest boys sister...consider stopping by her blog-www.anmtmsistersjourneytounderstand.blogspot.com
Note: This might be more of my opinion than you like...I am sorry if you don't agree. I am comfortable agreeing to disagree...Just my thoughts today!
Today I had another migraine...I am over it. Two awful headaches in two weeks requiring medication...Ugh! Sometimes I want to tell my body...stop, JUST STOP!!! Stop hurting, stop! I have had enough...
There are so many times this year I want to say: Just Stop!
To my students:Just Stop! I know that you think that you know what it's going to be like in high school, but you don't. I really have knowledge here and I want to help you...Trust me! To the Parents:Just Stop! Stop blaming others and help us help your student. Know that your vote matters. We want to support your student...we love them too, but we can't without money and volunteer time. Come to events, let us help you, help them...
To my district:Just Stop! I know that the OAKS test is important (our state assessment), but we need to focus on teaching our students to th…
This last few weeks in Portland have been scorching hot. Well, for Portland it's been hot, well into the 90's. Luckily I was out of town last week at a conference in Seattle, where it was a bit cooler, while people in Portland were boiling through temperatures in the high 90's. This week has been pretty hot too. My third floor apartment, without air conditioning, has been sweltering. I sit on the couch, sweating as if I am in the full sun, sticking to my couch. It has been a humbling experience.
Air conditioning....a simple thing that can be something that defines where you fall in the income standings. This is the first time in more than twenty years that I have not had air conditioning. The eighteen years of my marriage and the time before involved air conditioning. Previous to being married, I didn't have it, but I was also a single parent living near my parents so my daughter could go to an acceptable school. I was spending sixty-percent of my income to make it wo…
Today was a special day...It was not a birthday or an anniversary...it was a day that I made a memory.
My Grama is one of my pillars...a person who has forever impacted my life. So, today I went and got a note from her forever imprinted on my arm...a permanent memory of a woman who, sadly, cannot be with me for the rest of my life.
When I was young, she was the one that held me when I cried...saw me every week, made me feel special. She reminded me that I was her first grandchild, the first girl born after having three boys herself and that she love and cherished me from the moment she saw me. She confronted my mother when things were bad, she helped my father, she has been my foundation.
Memories can never been taken away and now I have one more reminder of her forever with me...