Same old...Same old

It has been a while since i wrote something. Same old, Same old....Different day, same crap..... Another day, another dollar. The rain have stop for a while and boy the sun came back with vengeance. It felt like 100 degrees today.I am not sure which one I prefer.

Volleyball practices are in full swing and my class room is coming together. Before we know it school will be open and another type of stress will begin. Life goes on, changes are inevitable,

and I am coping

The dim reality of Age

At my age, I am just getting for the first time contact lens!! I went in to test my eyes for glasses but after waiting and watching older people sit and put their contacts in, I felt I could do the same. I hate the part when they tell you that a sudden puff of air will blow into your eyes so sit still and expect it. Of cause the anticipation leaves you more nerves than before. The doctor was really informative and strongly suggested contacts over glasses, was that for my benefit or was it her sales pitch for more money. I found out that my left eye can't see far and the right can't see near, and now I have two different prescriptions for each eyes and 2 different brands. I did leave paying more than I intended to.

As I left I have come to the conclusion that I am getting older and things are falling apart., the grey in my hair,loss of focus in my eyes, breasts going south, waist line disappearing, knees in pain and feet sore. Man.... I have arrived...old age!!!!

" Mean Girls"

Today I watched as 4 of my 4 year old girls treat another little girl so meanly. One of the "mean girls" told me she did not like the new girl and will not play with her. I could not get any of them to at least try to play with her.

At first I thought it was because she was a new student, but in watching them I realized it was more than that. Her mother dressed he like her brothers and she has a little boy hair cut. This did not attract the other girls to treat her like one of them and they only saw her like a boy.

How sad, that at this age they already judge you by how you look and already know what and who they want in their circle. I am hoping this does not last very long and they will come around to find her as a wonderful class-mate.

Getting Ready

Today I found out I am teaching English/Grammar not only to jr. high but high school......you know..... the ones with very big attitudes, mood swings,"whatevers". I have my work cut out for me. I am also the volleyball coach and we start training next Wednesday. I am praying we have a good team as my daughter TNeill ( who has won 2 volleyball state championships) work their butts off.

Posters on the wall.

Today I spend about 3 hours in my newly assigned classroom where I will be teaching 6th, 7th, 8th grades English/Grammar/Creative Writing. I have in the past put up cute "bunny" posters on my walls but this year I know I have to be different. I have jr. highs students now, the ones with the up and down emotions, cell phones and "myspace." How do I put up poster that will encourage, motivate these young minds that when they step into my room they would want to excel, to produce, to dream.......yeah right!!

I really want this school year to make a difference for the students as well as myself. I am searching for ideas to entice the students to investigate, to research. I know they are from such different homes with different problems and jr. high I feel is one of the hardest time in school. I found some posters that have "Vision" " Goals" "Risk" "Faith" maybe there will be a change.

Stickers

A rainy July 4th and 5th. I did nothing much. TNoya and 2 friends( co-workers) came over so she wanted me to cook "Bahamian food", which I did. They just got off work and was heading to the airport for Washingston, a co-worker is getting married this weekend. Of cause I dropped them off, praying God's traveling mercies on them all. On the way home I notice Tnoya's car tag and inspection was expired. These young people have no fear. You think she forgot on purpose? I did not want it to stay like that and I know she works so hard, so this morning I got up early and went to the court house got the tags, then got the car inspected,all before 9:00 am. So now I would not have to worry about it until next year. I really don't mind if I have it because Tnoya is a very wonderful,hard working young lady and I am proud to have her as my daughter and what mother would not do for their child. I would give my life for both of my girls....

I am indeed Blessed!!!!

"Little Mouth"

Today was a long and strange day. I had to use my lunch hour to give my husband the car and of cause it took my whole lunch hour to do it. ....bummer! It got worst, at the end of the day when the parents came to get their little "angels" I had one who told his mom the "teacher hit me" of cause I was shocked, surprised and mad. Of cause you see the belief in the mother's eyes but it was not so. I then begun to see how something is said and your whole thoughts, moods, emotions changes. Why would I hit someone's child, Of cause he does not use the right words to say what he means. To know that one word, statement can change a person's relationship, job and even a person life. It is not a nice feeling. To be accused of something that is not so can be devastating. The world has changed so much and a mis-placed word can start wars!

" Be careful little mouth what you say"

The Horn

Got my a/c fixed on Saturday and it was a blessing. As I went with my friend to the hardware store to get the much need part, we heard the horn go off at our nearby plant. I live in an area surrounded by industrial plants and every Saturday at noon, they sound a horn to say all is well ( I guess). This caused me to think, what if some disaster happened on Saturday around noon and the horn sounded as a warning, I would not even think there is trouble, I would not run for cover, hide in place, protect my family. It has become such a habit to expect the horn that it would be a normal Saturday sound.
Does it not remind you how we just make things so common to our daily lives that warning horns no longer causes us to stop and wonder.