This picture is one painted by my son. He is much more creative than I. I guess I am just old fashioned. I love things that share memories and family. So my paintings most often reflect those things. As I reflected on his tree in …
Month: July 2016
Some things become a blur over the years and others remain as clear as the day it happened. That first day on the job can be one of those unforgettable experiences.
Coming straight from college into the classroom can be a rude awakening for a teacher. I had just spent 3 years cramming in as much info, skill training and book study I could to prepare myself for the job ahead. However, wisdom is not offered for Teacher Ed. degrees. And I was going to need a lot of that!
I began in January. The class of fourth graders had been through five subs and teachers before I arrived on the scene. My head was going over my training; be positive, don’t put up any negative rules, etc. The room was not large so twenty-four students filled it to capacity, however I knew if a new student came we would find a spot.
I introduced myself. Before I had finished one of my students was munching from his lunch box. Another had shoes off and their feet on the desk. An interruption from a student to inform me of the conditions to be followed in his behalf took my attention and out of the corner of my eye another student was slipping out the door.
Suddenly every thing I had been taught seemed useless and my child-rearing wisdom instilled in my upbringing came to light. A prayer for guidance whisped across my lips. I quickly retrieved the student heading out the door.
From there I recall going to the chalkboard and going over a list of rules for our classroom. I stopped at fifteen rules. (Not what I had been taught to do.) Although it was a challenging year it was also rewarding. It was not so much, how much we had learned, but the great strides we had made in the area of self control and respect. Our children are worth every effort to teach and train in Godly morals and character. Their success depends on it. I love hearing about the successes and accomplishments of former students. What a blessing to know I could be a small part of their journey!
So many vacations, so many memories. One of my favorites was to southern Colorado area. We visited the sand dunes, the petrified forest and the painted desert. The landscape was unique and beautiful everywhere we went. Our last stop was Mesa Verde where the Cliff …
Planting, caring and harvesting our garden is so rewarding. However, there is little as rewarding as watching my grandchildren help with the gardening chores. They love Papa’s pepper patch. The plants are loaded with bright red, green and yellow peppers.
Fellowship with food and friends was always so important with my parents. One of their favorite activities was with the saddle club. My father would pack lots of meat, potatoes and veggies from the garden. Mother would make some cakes and cookies. Big jugs of tea and water were prepared and of course the old coffee pot was prepared. Everything would be loaded as well as the horses and saddles. Off we would go for a long trail ride.
On one occassion I remember we took our wagon on the trail ride. My father loaded some hay on it to feed the horses and to make benches for sitting on. That night a bunch of us kids slept on the wagon. Some of the horses were tied to the wagon. In the middle of my deep sleep I felt something pulling my hair. I jerked my head away. I soon realized one of the horses was trying to eat hay and had chomped on my hair instead. I pushed the hay away from me and went back to sleep.
Morning came with the sound of pans rattling and the smell of frying bacon and hot coffee. We all enjoyed a big breakfast of eggs, pancakes, bacon and hash browns cooked on an open fire. It was delicious!