One Day At A Time....

What it means to be a teacher: It means never running out of things to think about as you lay awake in the hour or so before your alarm goes off. It means always wondering how you can do better at everything without going insane. It means frequently second guessing yourself, your abilities, training, and your career choices It means going to bed late and waking up early. It means devoting a large chunk of brain processing to thinking about your kids, because they ARE your kids, regardless of if you gave birth to them. It means watching your class excited to discuss a book you read as a class. It means listening to your students treat each other like family, both the good times and the bad. It means helping them see the good in themselves, even when it's hard. It means giving up evenings, weekends, and sometimes even some of your precious summer vacation to attend events, trainings, and conferences. It means a lot of hard work, missed lunch breaks, and sometimes even a few tears. It...

I've decided that I need to write more. Over the years, typing out my thoughts have helped me work through some various thoughts and feelings. I found a website of daily writing prompt that I will try to write about at least a few days a week. https://dailypost.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/365-days-of-writing-prompts-1387477491.pdf "December 5 The power of touch Textures are everywhere: The rough edges of a stone wall. The smooth innocence of a baby's cheek. The sense of touch brings back memories for us. What texture is particularly evocative to you?" The power of touch.... I love the comforting feeling of warm blankets or towels from the dryer. It makes me feel warm and comfortable. It reminds me of doing laundry with my family growing up at the laundrymat.  This may sound random, but I feel as if I've been able to tell if a plant is alive or fake because I can feel the coolness of the water in the leaves if it is alive, yet ...