My Voice!

Dear Readers,

Isn’t it funny how certain events in our life seem to correlate with one another. I’m talking about my voice, literally and figuratively. For the longest time I’ve felt as if my voice hasn’t been heard; in my personal life, at work, at church, etc. Well, once my church got it’s new pastor, I decided to go to work. I joined the Praise team (choir), started going to Bible study, and teaching the little children at Bible study.

Even though the problem was there beforehand, I only noticed and began piecing things together during choir rehearsal. Since I am soprano, I naturally sing high. However, if I am forced to sing low, my voice virtually disappears. It seems really tiny. But my voice didn’t just seem like that in choir rehearsal. It was like that in almost every aspect of my life. At work, in my relationships, etc.

I actually had a disturbing dream the other day where I was running from an attacker and couldn’t call for help. I was opening my mouth but nothing would come out. I was so puzzled because I knew that I should have been able to voice my concerns, but strangely unable to. Once I woke up and calmed down, I knew perfectly well what my subconscious was trying to tell me.

I vowed to myself to get myself heard. I’ll say that it’s worked because now that I’ve been singing in the choir for a couple of months my voice is stronger. I noticed that my voice is not only stronger in choir, but at work and my everyday life.

Since I prize my voice so highly, no one is happier than I am with the new developments. I will continue to speak up for myself and let my voice be heard. Thank you for listening!

Bye for now!

I Can Talk About Her, But You Can’t!

Dear Readers,

One of my students was highly offended when one of the students from another homeroom talked about me. My student, who I’ll call Hunter, immediately started reading the other student, who I’ll call Hezekiah, while the other students laughed. I actually saw him when he got that look. It was as if he was saying, “I can talk about her but you can’t!”

You know, I’ve been wondering why I was hired. I feel like I am not making a difference. Apparently I was wrong. They really are very protective of me. I’ll write more later.

He Walked Away… (Not Today!)

Dear Readers,

I have a lot to learn about boys and their precious egos. What I thought was a good thing actually turned out to be a bad thing. It started Friday afternoon. One of my students (I’ll call him Conner) has been talking about wanting to leave the school and return to public school. I told him some of the things he needs to do in order for that to happen. One of them being the lessening of fighting. He said that he was going to do his best. Well, fast forward to the end of the day when they usually fight and he proved himself. One of my students were trying to egg him on. This is what he said, “You know what, I’m not even going to fight you!” He then walked away! One would think it was over, but no!

The problem- I informed Conner’s counselor that he walked away from a fight. While you, and others reading this, may think this was a compliment, it wasn’t in the eyes of my students. He was picked on today and as a result he ended up fighting after lunch. He sucker punched one of my other students smack in the face. He didn’t walk away today.

I am actually afraid of what could happen tomorrow. I’m going to ask the head of security to do a random backpack and pocket search just in case one of them brings a knife. While I really hope this doesn’t happen, the reality is that it could happen!

Pray for me as I navigate the turmoil, trials, & tribulations of an NPS!

Protected Me!

Dear Readers,

As promised, I’m back to tell you the story of how one of my students surprised me. I was really shocked when it happened. I actually thought he was trying to hurt me, but as it turned  out, it was actually the opposite. He was protecting me. Imagine the shock on my face!

This is what happened. My homeroom class was @ P.E. in the gym when two of them started fighting (a common occurence, btw). They  were coming dangerously close to me when one of my other students stepped in between the them and me and shielded me with his own body. You really could have knocked me over with a feather because just 3 weeks earlier this particular student threatened me. Now, only a couple weeks later, he’s my protector.

So, I’ll be back tomorrow with more tales from an NPS! Bye for now!

I Can Talk About Her, But You Can’t!

Dear Readers,

I have a funny story to tell. Like to hear it, here it goes. I’m not sure if I posted this before, but I am now teaching Middle School in a Non Public School (NPS). Am I crazy? The answer is no. I feel as if I am where I belong. I definitely would not have taken this job if I didn’t. I love the people at the job. I have so much support from the counselors, the administration, and other teachers. The only problem is the support of my assistant. When he’s there (Key word being when!), he’s fantastic. However, he misses at least 2 days/week. When he does comes, he sometimes disappears. He will say he’s going to the bathroom and return an hour later. (I’m really not exaggerating on this.)

When he’s gone, I am alone with 10-12 Emotionally  Disturbed (ED) middle school students. And let me tell that they are jerks! Now, I recall why I never bothered with middle school. But, I digress!

So, when my assistant “goes to the bathroom” I am left alone with the students. Of course, without the threat of being slammed, should they become a danger to themselves or others, they act plum loco. So, my assistant “went to the bathroom” and it started. One of the students from another class began talking about me. That’s when my student, who’s been giving me the blues lately, looked at him and went in on him. He was really protective of me. I tell you what, that other student didn’t bother me again.

I have another story about one of my students protecting me when two other students were fighting near me. Working in the environment that I work in has its ups and down. As a result, I’ve had some good days and some bad days. Yesterday was a mixture of both! I know one of the reasons is that I’ve stopped doing things that I love, including blogging. I spoke with one of the counselors at my school and he advised me to do something I really like, everyday, for at least 20 minutes. Challenge accepted!

So, I’ll be writing more. You’ll get a peek inside the life of a Non Public School Teacher!

Vacation, Finally…

Dear Readers,

I have a lot to say. It’s been a long week. Some of it has been good; some of them has been bad. Either way it goes, I’m happy the week is over and I’m off for 2 weeks. Hallelujah and Thank You Jesus. I’m still winding down and have a lot to say, but I need some time to gather my thoughts. I will write shortly.

Bye for now!

The Best Complaint Ever, Part 2

Dear Readers,

Do you remember last week when I wrote about one of my students who was upset and complained to the Director of the school because I was trying to teach them & reading to them? Well, today, as I was writing the agenda on the board, he asked about Story time.

“Miss, how come you don’t read to us any more?,” he asked.

I told him that the class is too rowdy and noisy and no one  can hear me read.

“Okay, so if we’re quiet, you’ll read to us?,” he asked.

I told him that I would, so he proceeded to shush the students. Now, let me make it clear. This “kid” is the tough guy of Middle School. For him to shush the kids so that I could read Lulu’s Hat by Susan Meddaugh was really saying something. So, although I wasn’t planning on reading it, he shushed the class and got them quiet, so I read two chapters to them. Guess what? They were actually quiet.

How’s that for progress?

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