Enough

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My attitude is never to be satisfied, never enough, never. ~Duke Ellington

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I’ve had enough!

  • Enough of the pain and suffering in the world
  • Enough of people feeling entitled
  • Enough of judgement
  • Enough of poverty in one of the richest countries in the world
  • Enough of grown-ups acting like children
  • Enough of people’s priorities being in the wrong place
  • Enough bullying and name calling
  • Enough illness and death
  • Enough of people not being able to see past their own initiatives to be able to work collaboratively
  • Enough of aggressive drivers

Enough, enough, enough!

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What I can’t get enough of is…

  • My husband’s hugs
  • Phone calls from my kids
  • Grandchild hugs and kisses
  • Toddler giggles
  • Friends who support you through thick and thin
  • Students who are excited about learning
  • Sappy movies
  • Time to read
  • HGTV
  • Phillies baseball

Not enough, not enough, not enough!

Play Ball!

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#SOL Tuesday

Baseball was, is, and always will be to me the best game in the world.  ~ Babe Ruth

Yesterday was one of my favorite days of the whole year – opening day of baseball season.  Usually, I have a countdown to opening day hanging outside my classroom door. Beginning on the first day of spring training I would change the number each morning to indicate how many days I had to wait until I would see my beloved Philadelphia Phillies return to the diamond. This year my preoccupation with my walker and fracture took my attention – no sign out front, but I was secretly counting in my mind. I couldn’t wait to get home to settle in my seat in front of the TV to watch the game.  I am happy to report that the Phillies won game one of their 162 game season!

Baseball reminds me of days gone by.  Growing up we could not watch the Phillies on TV unless they were playing out of town. Home games were not televised, so we would listen to the games on radio.  My oldest memory is of Richie Ashburn and By Saam calling the games. Then Harry Kalas joined the mix in the 70’s. These games were the soundtrack of summer.

If we weren’t listening to the games, we were at the local playground watching my brothers play baseball.  Of course those were the days before girls were allowed to play sports. We eat dinner very early, so we could all get to the field in time for batting practice.  My dad was often the coach of one of their teams.  I learned the game by sitting in the stands all those years.

Later, I was in the stands again, only this time I was watching my kids play baseball or softball.  Again, we would eat dinner early and head out to the field as a family.  We cheered on the players until the sun began to set, and it got too dark to play.

 

Baseball is America’s game.  I know that there are many who would argue that football is the game, but I disagree. Some people think that baseball is too slow.  I think it is relaxing.  It gives you time to unwind and enjoy yourself.  Baseball may not be your game, but it certainly is my game.

Loving Leaners

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Teachers have three loves; love of learning, love of learners, and the love of bringing the first two loves together. ~ Scoot Hayden

Today is the last day of the 2017 Slice of Life Challenge. I joined this group for the second time and have just as inpsired by everyone’s posts as I was last year.  Thank you for inspiring me!

“Have I told you lately that I love you?”  This Rod Stewart quote makes me think of my current 7th grade classes.  I. LOVE. THEM.  I will be so sad to see them move up to 8th grade next year.  While I always like the students who sit before me each year, once in a while you get an extra special group. This year I have one of those extra special groups.

What makes them so special you ask? They are hard-working, they complete their assignments (for the most part), they are fun to be around, but most importantly, they love learning.  They are not afraid to ask questions.  They attack assignments without groaning.  They are just a joy. When we are independently reading, they are all independently reading.  When we are working on a writing project, they are all writing; they are all in.

They are currently working on an Indpendent Writing Project, and through it we are living the writer’s life.  They have chosen a topic and a genre. They have written  a “proposel” and presented it to me for approval.  They meet with me once week to check in on progress and to make revision suggestions.  They are full of excitment and enthusiasm.  Some of the products they are planning are:  ABC books, magazine articles, cookbooks, personal essays, short stories, and more. I am looking forward to sharing their success.

This group of middle schoolers are genuinely kind and considerate.  Don’t get me wrong – they are middle schoolers, and they make mistakes, but they are truly sorry when they step out of line.  There is not a “Smart Aleck” among them.

They make me a better teacher.  I look forward to each day and what new discoveries will unfold.  I am constantly looking for ways to step up my game so to speak and create new challenges for them to explore. I hope they will look back fondly on this year as they move on.  I hope they will remember that I always valued the student and the learning more than the grade on the paper.

Thank you class of 2018.  You have a special place in my heart.

 

Tired

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I’m just tired; I just want the world to be quiet for a bit. ~livelifehappy.com

I am tired:

  • of people who make excuses
  • of indoor recess
  • of always feeling tired
  • of being on this walker
  • of never knowing what day of the week it is
  • of not having enough time to read
  • of seemingly never ending laundry
  • of disturbing television news
  • of unmatchable socks
  • of people who talk more than they listen
  • of complainers
  • of people who don’t understand middle schoolers

I am so tired.

Good night! Continue reading

Book Club Friends

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Tonight I had book club.  It was my turn to host, but since I am still on the walker, my good friend and neighbor hosted for me.  My fabulous husband took care of getting all the snacks and beverages and took them over to her house last night.

There are ten women in our club, and we are known as the Chapter Chicks.  We have been together since February 2004 when we started out with four of us and we read The Five People You Meet In Heaven.  Soon we grew to ten.  We meet about 10 times a year, and whoever hosts picks the book.  We have some favorite books and some stinkers.  We have some members who always read the books and some who hardly read.  We have some nights when we really discuss the book, and some where we discuss everything but the book.

Tonight we celebrated two milestone birthdays – a 60th and an 80th.  I believe the youngest member is about 55. Although not everyone is always present, we are all always there in spirit.  We have been through a lot as a group – the death of a spouse, the death of parents, health problems of spouses, graduations, weddings of children, then grandchildren.  Some of us have moved; some have retired.

What I know is that if one of needs something the rest of us would do anything we could to help.  I am so thankful for the friendship of these women.

 

 

Rainy Day Perfection

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Oo, how I love the rainy days and the happy way I feel inside. ~ Neil Sedaka

Rainy days are perfect for:

  • taking cat naps
  • catching up on some reading
  • relaxing in your favorite pajamas
  • trying a new flavor of tea
  • putting on your favorite hoody
  • wearing fuzzy slippers
  • making a pot of soup
  • resting on the sofa under a cozy blanket
  • listening to the rain beat against the side of the house
  • popping some popcorn
  • binge watching HGTV
  • thumbing through old pictures and reminiscing
  • calling a friend you haven’t spoken to in a while
  • counting your blessings

Kids These Days

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The children now love luxury. They have bad manners, contempt for authority; they show disrespect for elders and love chatter in place of exercise. ~ Socrates

 

I wasn’t sure what I was going to write about tonight, but then my son sent me this picture.

Kids these dayss

At least once a week you can be sure to hear someone in school bring up the subject of how kids have changed.  The kids are not invested in their education.  They want you to tell them exactly what will be on the test.  They follow a rubric but can’t think outside the box.  They are not problem solvers.  I have to admit that on occasion I have been guilty of joining in and agreeing with the conversation.  

After reading this quote by South Carolina head basketball coach, Frank Martin, I am second guessing my complaining.  He has gotten his number 8 seeded team to the NCAA Final Four after knocking off number 2 seeded Duke, number 3 seeded Baylor, and number 4 seeded Florida.  I am certain that it is due to hard work and commitment, not players making excuses for why they missed practice or didn’t complete all their practice drills. I am confident that excuses are not tolerated, and players who do not show dedication are not team members for long.  

I think as parents we want our kids’ lives to be easier than ours, although I really don’t think my life was that hard.  My parents expected things of me, and if I didn’t produce there were consequences.  They didn’t expect outrageous things.  They expected that I do my best in school, completed my homework, and that was with very little help from them. They expected that I complete my chores at home because that’s what being part of a family was all about – doing your fair share.

I remember one year in elementary school when my grades dropped from all 90s to almost all 80s from one quarter to the next.  I was grounded for a month.  A MONTH!  That was back in the days when we actually went outside to play after school.  We didn’t have air conditioning, so the windows were open, and I could hear and see all my friends playing without me.  When I complained to my mother that it wasn’t fair that I was grounded when my younger brother got 80s all the time and he wasn’t in trouble, she calmly told me that 80s were the best my brother could do but they were not the best that I could do.  I was paying the price for slacking off.

I think that I expected a lot from my own children, although I know that on more than one occasion I bailed them out of some situation where my husband thought I should have let them sink.  They both strove to do their best and made mistakes like any kid, but they were hard workers. Now as adults they still expect a great deal of themselves.  They are their own hardest critics.  My husband and I did our best to instill a solid work ethic in them, and I think we were pretty successful.

Back to complaints at school…..

As teachers do we expect less from our students?  Are we making things too easy for them because in some way it makes it easier on  us?  Not all parents are willing to let their kids take the fall for not doing their best, and that’s a shame.  However, are we as teachers afraid to push students because we may get push back from parents?  Does our test-driven society prevent us from teaching kids what is really important in life.  Skills that go way beyond curriculum?  

I don’t have the answers, but I do know that I will be looking more carefully at my expectations.  I want to be sure that I am preparing students for life not just for the next grade. Evidently this isn’t anything new.  After all, Socrates complained about children!