Wednesday, July 02, 2014
I love summer because I am off from work and I have the luxury and freedom of time! Most of all I love summer because I can spend time at the beach!
Sunday, April 27, 2014
On the morning of Tuesday March 25, my dad who lived with us, called me on the house phone intercom to tell me good morning and that he loved me. He use to come upstairs to say that each morning, but in the since his knee replacement in January, he would just call up. I told him I loved him and to have a good day. He had told me the previous evening that the physical therapist was ready to release him form PT. At the age of 91, he had full range of motion in his new knee. He had chosen to have the surgery because he was in constant pain whether sitting or standing. He was 91 and a veteran of World War II yet he didn't seem "old". He had a love and joy for living. He was on Facebook and would Skype with his grandchildren. He was looking forward to the summer when I would be home, and he could get out and walk. He wanted to travel more. That Tuesday he was planning to go to the Senior Citizens'Center for his weekly poker game. I left for work that morning as usual, but by 9:15 my husband called telling me I needed to come home. I knew at that moment that my father was gone. While getting ready for poker, the Lord called him home. He was just one month shy of his 92nd birthday, which was last week. The day after mine.
Seven years ago when my mother was dying, he had promised her that he would be ok. He kept that promise for almost seven years! My mom died here at home on hospice. It was my daily prayer that my dad would live a long, healthy life and when his time came it would be quick and without any suffering. God answered my prayer.
People I don't know come up to me to tell me what a remarkable man my dad was. He always had a smile and kind word for everyone who crossed his path. There were times when we were out together and he would wave at someone and say hello. I'd ask him, "Who is that?' He'd say, "My friend!" I'd ask, "What's his name?" He'd respond, "I don't know."
Everyone he ever met, he counted as a friend!
For the last 22 years my parents, lived in our home. The lower level of our bi-level was their place. When my mom passed 7 years ago, we changed very little out of respect for my dad. My husband and I are now in the midst of trying to reconfigure and re-purpose our living space with both of them gone. No matter how we change the space, it is filled with a lifetime of memories. They helped us raise our daughter & son and did so much more. They were a constant source of emotional, spiritual, & physical support. Our son, who is still at home and has never known a day without his grandfather is grieving deeply this loss
The sadness comes over me like a wave at times. I am trying to stay in a place of gratitude and not in the sadness. My father told us everyday....."Just do your best! That's all anyone can ask of you!" I am my father's daughter! I am his living legacy....I will do my best.....my very best!
Wednesday, January 01, 2014
I am actually happy to greet you! I have welcomed years before you...NO you are not my first! Yet I know, you will be one I remember! I am ready for you like I have never been before. Yeah, so I am at my highest weight ...again...292...well 291.8 but I'm not going to quibble over 0.2 pounds! You know the saying...it's not you, it's me! Well that is the truth! It's not you New Year, sorry to tell you, but nothing really changes when you arrive accept the calendar! Sure you have many people fooled into believing hat something magical will happen when you arrive but I have learned, as most people will in a few days, weeks maybe a month, that you are just like the ones that have gone before you. Change come from with in! So I am happy to greet you because I am ready to change...NO MAGIC....just me! I will welcome you again each and everyday for the next 365 days just as I did tonight because each day will be another chance for me to do better, be better, live better! Hello 2014! I know we will do well together!
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Finally, it's Columbus Day weekend and I am able to take a breath from the pressures of a new school, stop the stress eating, catch up on my sleep and visit with my Spark friends! After 32 years of teaching! I know September is always a hectic month as I get back into the swing of things, but I was not prepared for just how stressful and chaotic it would be! I love my time with the students. My three 90 minute teaching periods are not the problem. It is all the "other stuff" that is going on as we embark upon the new frontier of "teacher accountability" as legislated by Governor Christie.....new evaluation model (Danielson's Framework for Teaching), SGO's (student growth objective), SGP's (student growth percentiles) new lesson plan format (3-part objectives)...all the paper work that has nothing to do with teaching my students but takes hours to maintain. All this is in the name of ACCOUNTABILITY! I'm all for being accountable, but you can't simply measure a teacher's effectiveness by test scores. Fortunately for me, two of my former students reminded me of why I love teaching and true accountability. One student who graduated 8th grade last year went to a Board of Education meeting and during the public comments portion got up and spoke about how I had changed his life by pushing him to work hard and believing he could do it. The next day he delivered flowers to school for me. Another former student, a senior in college, studying in Brazil, posted this poem she found on Facebook for me:
If I Could Teach You, Teacher
If I could teach you, teacher,
I'd teach you how much more
you have accomplished
than you think you have.
I'd show you the seeds
you planted years ago
that are now coming into bloom.
I'd reveal to you the young minds
that have expanded under your care,
the hearts that are serving others
because they had you as a role model.
If I could teach you, teacher,
I'd show you the positive effect
you have had on me and my life.
Your homework is
to know your value to the world,
to acknowledge it, to believe it.
Thank you, teacher.
By Joanna Fuchs
The she sent me a dozen long-stemmed roses, with a lovely note saying how she wouldn't be where she is today if I hadn't believed in her and shown her that value of leadership.
So to all the bureaucrats who want to "evaluate" me and are stealing the joy out of teaching...go ahead!!! I've got my score! I only hope that my younger colleagues get to be evaluated by the ones that truly matter to us.....OUR STUDENTS!!
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