Friday, March 16, 2012

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Give me an I.S.T.E.P!

The first part of ISTEP is over.  We all are breathing a sigh of relief.  With all the security measures and warnings and precautions, one would think we had gold in our ISTEP boxes.  I carried mine around with me until I was settled in my room this morning; another teacher actually took hers to the bathroom with her.  With all we make it out to be here at school and all the state believes it is worth, I wonder how it is perceived at home.  Do parents stress the importance of this state test that is supposed to tell us so much about their children?  Do parents heed our suggestions and make sure their children go to bed early?  Do they get up early and make their children breakfast?  Do they wish them good luck as they go out the door?

I would certainly think so.  I would hope so.  Don't they contribute to special meals the night before a big game?  Don't they make sure their children get enough sleep and take their cell phones away the night before a match so that they are not texting all night long?  Parents sit in the stands through rain and snow and wind; they cheer and slap "high 5s" when it is over.  Why would they not do the same for ISTEP?  Of course they would.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012


After re-reading last night's post, I decided to try again earlier in the evening.  My post last night rambled.  And where did that title come from?  I was trying to finish it before midnight and just stuck a title on it. Geez!

I certainly am glad it is Wednesday.  Mid-week.  Hump Day.  Whatever you call it, for me, it is the second most anticipated day of the week next to, of course, Friday.  Wednesdays mean trash day is tomorrow, and I can once again purge the unwanted from my home.  Wednesdays mean only one more day, and I can wear jeans to work again.  Wednesdays mean no after school activities (hardly ever).  They mean church activities for my kids.  Every other Wednesday means I need to pick up my house because it is going to be cleaned the next day.  For some reason, Wednesdays seem to help loosen the belt that was wrapped around me on Monday.  They are a glimmer of hope.  They are a sign that, yes, we've made it, and Friday is just around the corner.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012


I considered writing about ISTEP today; however, I decided to put it off for another day given the fact that a colleague of mine pretty much summed up my general feelings.   Strangely, we do that often.  We'll go out to eat together and order the exact same thing.  We co-taught several years ago and could even finish each other's sentences then.  More about my dear friend later...

After much consideration, I finally decided to write about what seems at the present moment to be a "safe" topic:  TV.  After a long day of testing and after school activities, I sat down for a few moments to enjoy a few laughs while watching The Big Bang Theory.  This show has quite simply become a favorite of mine.  (And my students, from what I understand.) The writers are smart and the actors deliver lines infallibly.  While in the context of a sitcom, Sheldon's autistic tendencies are very authentic and portray for us a rigged and ordered world.  As he endeavors to learn social cues, I learn along with him not to take myself too seriously.  Maybe I can learn from chaos on occasion.  Isn't there a Chaos Theory?  Oh, wait that was in a movie, too.  Jurassic Park, if I remember correctly.  There is something to be said about being able to, "Go with the flow."  I'll consider that more carefully again tomorrow.

Monday, March 5, 2012

A Girl and her Horse

So what was your imaginary horse's name? My daughter's is Carmel. She announced that to me after she read "My Pony" as if she were the author herself. It is a precious story of a young girl who has a dream of having a pony of her own. Her parents, however, stifle her dreams with the usual, "We don't have the money." and "Where would we put it?" The story is timeless, and the illustrations in this story are just as captivating. I love the fact that my girls still pull their favorite "children's books" off the shelf to read for enjoyment. How wonderful is it to savor a book with loved ones.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

A Song for Everything

My mom used to break out in song, bringing delight to the most mundane activities.  Even though it used to drive me crazy, I miss that about her now.  I don't know that I've heard her do that since her brain surgery over seven years ago.  So, here you go mom, "Memories...light the corners of my mind.  Misty water-colored memories, of the way you were."  Love you...

Saturday, March 3, 2012

"Slipping Through My Fingers"

My oldest daughter and I just finished watching Mama Mia.  She knows I always cry during the song "Slipping Through My Fingers," so she came over and cuddled with me.  When my girls were young, I couldn't wait until they could talk, walk, and go potty by themselves!  While I'm thankful they can do all those things plus much more, I now hope time just inches along.