Thursday, January 29, 2015

Extra! Extra!

Last week my students' had a homework assignment to write about their favorite subject in school. From a class of 24 about 9 of them wrote about Social Studies being their favorite subject (this made my heart smile). Their reasons made me laugh, only because they were 100% true. 

Social Studies is my absolute favorite subject to teach.

 Absolute. Favorite.

I get loud. I get excited. And I use silly voices to teach my students the material. If it helps them remember it, then BAM I'll do it. 

This week are are learning about Franklin D. Roosevelt. Yesterday we rapped about him and today he went MISSING! We had to post our newspaper ad's in the hallway to help search for him. My kids did excellent on this assignment and I just want to brag for a minute! Check it out below! I got this from Ashleigh's Education Journey


Thursday, January 22, 2015

Seven years

This morning I woke up knowing it would be a difficult day. Seven years ago Papa passed away. I knew this day was coming and I made sure to keep my work day super busy. I tried to keep my mind off of thinking about Papa and the events of this day seven years ago, but it was way too hard. I remember the night I got the phone call that he had passed. I remember exactly where I was. I remember who I was on the phone with. I remember the gut wrenching feeling I got when I saw my mom calling the house. 

Brain tumors suck. They took the life of a loved one. And it sucks.  

Today at lunch I stayed in my classroom and sat in silence. I thought back to all the memories I had with Papa. I thought about when he came to see me at senior night in high school. I wanted him to make it to my graduation and see me walk across the stage so bad, but having him see me walk across the field at senior night with my mom and dad was just as good. I know he sat at the top in his wheel chair smiling and I know he was proud of me. 

I thought about all the beach trips our family took every summer. One memory I distinctly remember is when him and Nana were dancing to Copacabana in the living room of the beach house. He was dancing around the room with nana. I saw the love he had for her as he swung her around and they sang along with Barry Manilow.

I remember the day when I introduced him to Polynesian sauce at Chickfila. We sat in his truck at the Chickfila on Hwy 78.  He liked the sauce so much he used a straw to drink what was leftover.

Or when he came over to the house for Halloween and sat behind the door and every time someone knocked he would scream really loud or make scary noises. 

Or whenever nana would cook and he liked the meal he would get up and say "Enjoyed the suppa".

I remember the day a friend came over to the house and I didn't introduce him to her and he sat me on top of the ottoman and taught me how to properly introduce people. He even made me practice a couple of times. 

I remember how he taught me that you can tell a lot about a person by their handshake. 

Or the time when he "taught" me how to change the color of the text in an email. His favorite was green. 

These are all memories. Every time my family gets together we share more and more. New stories that I haven't heard before. 

Papa, you told me to never give up on my dreams. I hope I'm making you proud. 

Monday, January 19, 2015


I have wanted to blog on happiness for a while now. I asked on Facebook months ago 'what makes you happy' and I got many different responses; ranging from foods, drinks, friends, kids, and family. But I think what made me stop and think for myself was when I read something on Pinterest that said:

Two things prevent us from happiness; living in the past and observing others. 

Simple enough. 

This couldn't be more true for me. The past few months I have spent most of my thoughts living in the past. The same hurt would come and go and I wouldn't realize the issue was I was going back to the same pain and the same hurt. I wasn't stopping the problem and ending it, just letting it continue, month after month. I had the gut wrenching feeling Saturday night that if I didn't stop my actions then nothing would change. Without going into detail, the ole saying "People come and go. The best will stay" is what I have trouble with. I don't like letting people go. 

Everyone has struggles and issues. But what I'm learning is if I have the ability to get through these difficulties then that means I have the strength to get up and move on. Don't let the bad of others actions to tear you down. You are your own person. Wake up and be ready to fight the day. All you can do is move forward and make it beautiful. 

So what brings me happiness: looking towards the future. 

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Donors Choose

Every teacher has a dream for their classroom and their students. Some are bigger than others. 
One of mine is having more technology for my students. 

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Friday, January 2, 2015

Currently January 2015

I'm here linking up with Farley for this January Currently. It's been so long since I have done one, I'm ready to get back into it! I can't believe it is 2015.... Insanity!! 

Here we go!