My Artist

My daughter loves art. 

She loves creating. 

She loves crafts. 

Any medium, any modality. 

And I love her for it.

Cat Feet

Wake me up when September comes...

I've met my new Co-Teacher. I think we click.

I like her a lot. I like her personality, she's down to earth. I like her ideas, she's young and fresh. I like her humor, we laughed about silly things together. I'm excited.

She has given me a comfort that she doesn't even know she could. She's someone I can bond with (I want to bond with) in the world of education in a new environment for me. She's someone I already know in a new school. And she's accepted me as a friend and colleague in one lunch meeting.

I feel so comfortable with the idea of working with her. I look forward to it in fact.

And I have someone I can relate to that will be with me in the classroom all the time. Keeping me company and helping me along. I hope I will do the same for her.

We're meeting in the classroom next week to set up. I am finally looking forward to it.

It was like a blind date.

I was nervous to meet her. But as we talked and as we shared similar ideas, we got more and more comfortable. We started the "date" with a handshake and ended it with a hug!

Could it be? I might just have a good year ahead of me? I'm thinking positive here...wait a minute, that's not like me at all.

I'd better stop now before I conjure up images of unicorns and begin farting rainbows. That'll send me right to the funny farm.

:)

Charity Water

I've seen Fa using so much water in the last few weeks, taking care of her plants, playing in the sink and the shower...I never thought about how lucky I am to be able to afford her that simple pleasure in life. I mean we have filtered water in our house for crap's sake.

Living in NY, I don't know...this kinda gets to me...

Imagine how the women and children in Africa feel.



Go check out the site, you may feel inspired to do something about it.

I dunno, this dude is pretty inspired.