End of the School Year???


Dear Reader,

Lately, I’ve been wondering why I’m so burnt out. I started thinking about it then I figured it out- I’ve been in school for over 180 days already. This extra month of school is really kicking my butt. I really wish June 21 would come already!!!

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May’s Eve!!!


Dear Readers,

I’m a little late on posting this since I wrote this post on April 30, hence the name, May’s eve. I wanted to remember this since it’s something pretty important s in my life. I was just talking to my sister, Saudia, about it today. So, let me begin at the beginning. I am in the midst, nay, right on the cusp of exiting my trial I’ve been going through for years now. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, but can’t seem to reach it. I know that I’m just missing something, but can’t quite put my hand on it. I know I’m going to figure it out soon, but right now I’m stuck! I need to get unstuck. What will the future bring or resolve or lead into as a result of May’s eve’s awakening/questioning? I don’t know. Only time will tell!

After You’ve Done All You Can…


Right now I am listening to one of my favorite songs of all time- Stand by Donnie McClurkin. This song has gotten me through so many different situations. I’m listening to it because, even though there are only about 5 weeks left in the school year, I still have parents complaining left & right. One I’m so through with I don’t know what to do. If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s a back stabber. I would really much rather have someone punch me in my face that stab me in the back. But I guess that’s not how the world works now, is it?

I’m not going to make this a long post. I will simple say that I will listen to stand before I go to school, while I’m at school, and after I get home. I have an early morning meeting called by the Title I teacher to address two of my student’s deficits. I’m glad she called it because I was not going to call it. The mother of the two students has a problem twisting my words. That, however, is a story for tomorrow. I’ll write all about it tomorrow because for some people, your all just doesn’t seem to be enough. So, until then, Dear Readers, have a great night!

Not Teacher of the Year, But…


Dear Readers,

I haven’t been elected Teacher of Year (yet), but I feel fantastic. I’ve been so busy I haven’t had time to write about the beautiful, handmade card I received, courtesy of my room mom. It was signed by 14/15 of my students. The only reason the 15th one didn’t sign it is because he was in the classroom with me while the other students were helping with the surprise. Here are the comments they wrote.

We love you.

You are  the best teacher I ever had.

We love you and will really miss you next year.

Thank you for all that you did for us and you are weak (inside joke) and we like you.

Thank you for teaching me.

Thank you for being a good teacher and teaching me a lot.

Thank you for everything.

You are the best teacher I had.

Thank you for all the help and for being the best teacher ever.

Thank you for doing everything for me.

Thank you for all the help and for being the best teacher ever.

Thank you for being nice, fun, funny, and helping me learn.

You’re a weak teacher.

Thanks for teaching me and May God Bless You!

This is the one that made me tear up: Thank you for getting me in trouble when I need to because I have learned my lesson and now I have learned to be nice. (This was from a student who caused me so much grief this year & had me at my wit’s end).

~Binaca Blast~

This card made me realize that I am making a difference.