Monthly Archives: December 2016

Lazy Daisy

Today is a self-proclaimed lazy day. I have no plans but to wear comfortable clothes, read my novel, drink my coffee, and cover my legs with a homemade quilt this morning. Energizer Bunnies like me need the time to deprogram from the normal hustle, bustle, tussle that is my work day. Enjoy your own day away soon.

RLT

P.S. Yes, those are my toes peeking out underneath the quilt and an oversized Christmas mug of peppermint mocha coffee.

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Different Routine

I took a walk this morning and felt the icy slash of north wind numb my fingers. Inexpensive gloves only work so well. I listened to the Bible on my headphones to fulfill my 2016 resolution of reading the Bible through. Listening helps me concentrate on the words and not gloss over them, and the benefit of being outdoors seeing the creation as I hear the words of my Creator elevates the soul and heart like no other.

I may actually miss interacting with my students over the holidays; however, do not breathe a word to those little stinkers. They need a break from a fire-eater like me every once in a while. Between you and me, I hope Papi has a good holiday, and I wonder if he will tell me anything about it or try to test the boundaries again.

He wanted to know if I maintained a Snapchat account. No, I do not, but I told him that if I were on a social media site, I would only accept friend requests and connections from students once they graduate high school. Friends’ children do not count, and they are few and far in between. If I have a professional teacher-student relationship, I really do not think I should be looking at their Instagram, Kik, Snapchat, Twitter, etc. accounts. My postings are safe for the whole family; however, they are not always public—by my choice. Lambasting one’s employer, publishing embarrassing photographs (like a horrible haircut!), and missteps of that ilk have no place in the forever realm of the Internet. I found this telling single panel cartoon that explains the world before advent of the Internet. I miss the days of a handwritten letter type of correspondence that bespoke a personal interest in the words written or doodles in the margins that make the reader laugh a bit too loudly.

vintage-social-networking

RLT

Holiday Break 2016

I am glad to be home with my family seeing my son from college. One of my students gave me some sore throat bug that had me craving a frozen fruit drink at 3:00 A.M. I had wanted to learn “Silent Night” in Bulgarian, but this drainage made me too miserable. My Bulgarian-speaking student understood. I will have to learn “Amazing Grace” phoenetically and surprise him in the spring.

 I threatened to breathe on Papi to make him sick if he did not complete his online practice work for math class. I sat by him and ignored him trying to talk to me. He enjoys what he considers to be positive attention. He surprised me by turning in his project on time. I could not say something good because that is taken as a means to stoppage. Reverse psychology as we know it. I hope all of my students have a great holiday. I know I plan to do so.

RLT

Working the Charm

Papi is at it again. He is not doing his work, and now my class is included. He loves to talk about anything not school related and make comments under his breath. He deliberately speaks softly so that his intended audience gets closer to listen. If I acknowledge that he has spoken, I look at him and say, “Do you think I am listening?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Wrong.” Yesterday and today I made him stay with me after class to get some of his work completed. There are times that I wish I could truly treat him like my own son. Other times, I am glad he goes home to some other mama.

Today he was bouncy in my reading lab class. Almost jovial. Spooky. Monday in social studies, he was dark and broody. “Can I call you ‘Mrs. J’?”

“Yes.” He looked pleased and surprised not knowing or realizing I’ve had this nickname for years. I chuckled to myself later on. The LORD put this young man into my life for a reason, and I am in his life for a reason. One day it will come to me. In the meanwhile, I am after him to get his work completed and not to let himself (or me!) down. Sigh!

RLT