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We seem to live a world where public recognition is what everyone strives to attain. The award, the trophy, the plaque, the game ring, the money, all measure the value of our worth. I must admit at times I fall prey to those fantasies. I am not above wanting my poetry to sell and win awards when at home too many days with my thoughts. Then, I go to school and substitute…..
September 19, 2016 will forever be the date of my first poetry reading. I was asked, by the president (a friend of mine) of the local chapter of the PEO, to fill in for my daughter. My daughter had been scheduled to give a presentation on her six weeks college trip to Vienna, Austria this past summer. Commitments in the music department caused her to cancel. Lynne called me to fill in. Lynne knows how nervous…..
It has been about a month since my last blog entry. I thought I would focus on how I have been spending my time everyday. My husband and I live on a small fruit farm in Southwest Michigan. While we have plums, apricots, and pears, sour cherries take up most of the acreage. My husband harvests them with the one man shaker. My son works a lift tractor. My daughter and I take turns on the cooling pad. Cherry harvest…..
I Am Woman by Helen Reddy (click on link to hear song) Thinking about the state of our politics and the new belittling comments flying around, “playing the woman card,” and thought of this song. I use to sing this song all the time back in my youth. I do my best to live it now. So, what is “the woman card” as I see it? I gave up teaching for awhile to stay home and…..
Sad news to hear of Prince’s passing. 1999, Raspberry Beret and Little Red Corvette are three I really love to hear especially when they surprise me on the radio in the car. My favorite has always been When Doves Cry. Something in the line “that is what it sounds like when doves cry” has always stirred a deep and longing emotion in my heart. I always felt more than the literal meaning. Something much more poetic. A little…..
Let me tell about a few more experiences at related to my previous blog. In 1980, I volunteered in the other 4th grade classroom the second semester. The first classroom had a scary older dictator for a teacher. The second had a young male teacher with barely any control of the class. I remember two African American boys by name – Maurice and Isaac. Maurice, a small gentle boy, was new and from Chicago. He was…..
I thought it time for a little fun information. I was so serious through Lent. Talking about my teaching made me think about some fun incidents that involved large groups of students. The first one occurred at the Catholic school where I taught kindergarten and first grade. In the winter, the plowed snow mountains would pile high. There were seven teachers for kindergarten through sixth grade (one for each grade and about 120-140 students). Those of…..
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