We are on the verge of a much-anticipated break. However, it is just out of reach. With just a few hours left, there is an energy in the air. Lack of focus is abundant, and the taste of freedom is that ice cream cone at the store that hasn’t opened yet. The lack of drive is… Continue reading The end is in sight
About a year has gone by and so much has happened in that time. The first year of teaching has come and gone; the second year is almost complete. Another summer of camp, another season of volleyball and basketball, another full semester, another semester is halfway done, a senior trip, and a boyfriend has come… Continue reading Little Joys
This semester has been one of the best semesters of my life, although it has also been one of the most taxing. High school and college I could always skate by on most things and then capitalize and shine on the things that I was most passionate about or had a knack for. However, teaching… Continue reading Long Overdue
Quite overdue, yet nonetheless, here is another post. A lot has transpired since my last post. I have gone through a basketball season, I have gone through a computer transition, I have been through a Sports Awards Banquet, I have been through a missions conference, I have been through two volleyball club seasons, I have… Continue reading too little for too long
While I love this time of the year, there is no denying that this is one of the most hectic times of the year as well. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a Scrooge by any stretch of the imagination, but it is also a very tiring and draining time. I’ve decorated my classroom with lights… Continue reading It’s the most busiest time of the year. . .
Being stretched and pushed to be a better teacher has been the best thing for me. It has forced me to depend on God wholly and fully.
My 9th grade English class is a Creative Writing class. I have them write a paragraph each day based off of a prompt that I give them. I give them about ten minutes to work on it in class, and if they do not finish, then it is homework. Although grading is not one of… Continue reading What I didn’t do. . .