Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn You and your sister were running around like crazy laughing your heads off as you attempted to flee from bedtime. As you rubbed your tired little eyes, I told you both that was enough and off to bed you went… Your last sleep as a 5 year old. It’s been quite […]
Archives for May 2017
Anything For Ten Seconds
Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn I read a book and caught up on some of my shows. Then I cleaned the downstairs and even got the coffee all set to go for the morning. It’s 2am and I am really good at avoiding bedtime. Sometimes life gives such a day that to go to bed would […]
The Question
Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn The sun began to set on a day that started with cloudy skies. Darker clouds were starting to form where the light streaked across in the distance. We hurried the kids inside because it was past bedtime and the day had been the kind of one we all wanted to disappear. […]
Torn and Tattered
Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn Anne gently laid the blanket over her and allowed herself to take some deep breaths. It had been a long night but sleep was finally here or so she thought as she watched the eyes slightly flutter. Making her way over to the closet, she finally pulled out that trunk that […]
When The Band Aid Comes Off
Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn Her wobbly legs were just getting used to the motion of walking when I noticed her picking up a little speed. In her excitement, she held out her arms to me. Faster and faster she moved. Then, almost as if the next few seconds passed in slow motion, her little legs […]
The Smart Substitute for Good Teaching
Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn HI MS. O’SULLIVAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My little barely 4 foot self walked like a tornado into our junior high social studies classroom as I sang the greeting out loud and clear. Mrs. O’ Sullivan was the substitute teacher that seemed to always be there lately. Truth be told, I just enjoyed the look […]
The Inspiration
Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn There were quite a few of us nervous about our fifth grade teacher. First off, he was a man and therefore even in his normal voice, he was much louder than what we were used to. Fifth grade back when I was young was not the senior class in high school […]