This description part is challenging. I never know what I will blog about until I start typing. I do know there will be typos. I don't reread or correct my blog. Otherwise it turns technical instead of my feelings and thoughts. Trust me, on stories and poems I'm a grammaraholic, but this is freedom. Sometimes to keep it from getting too personal, I even turn my head away while I type. Weird, right?. I hope you find this somewhat entertaining, thought-provoking, and humorous.
A little about me. The most important things in my life are family, especially my son, Reese, and my husband, Bruce, my walk with God, and making a positive impact in some way. I am a teacher, currently teaching 6th grade Language Arts. While at times my job can be trying, overall, it is one of the most rewarding passions in my life.
This is my wonderful son, Reese. He is now 20 and and a junior at Oklahoma State University. I may be partial, but he is an exceptional kid with the best heart I've ever known. He makes me laugh, think, and want to be a better person. We are both huge Oklahoma State Cowboy fans - Gooooooo Pokes!
This is Reese's dog, Betty. She shares a name with my mother. Reese named her that because she was beautiful and kind just like his Nanny (my mom). I'm not sure my mom is quite convinced it is a compliment though. Betty is a huge part of our family. She even had her own blog for awhile.
Poke around at your leisure and shake your head at some of things that go through mine. I always return reviews/comments, though admittedly, sometimes it does take me awhile depending on what life is serving me at that point.
I understand, probably because I get a similar vibe when I do my morning walk. Sometimes it seems the world is carrying me along and sometimes it's uphill against the wind (besides the hill I usually go up where the wind is usually is blowing down at a good clip). There are several intersections where I can make a choice, but it all ends getting home. Going out each day into the world may be a fine experience or a downpour of frustration. Also, thinking is easy with great ideas when walking, but where do those wonderful words go when it's over?
Hope your walks are enjoyable and your days flow smoothly.
A friend I stayed with years ago lost her job in the Southern Baptist town of Pryor because she had gay friends. She worked in a taco joint. I guess sex and gender are important qualifications for giving change for a bean burrito. "Death by association" can be a real hazard in small towns.
I realize that this isn't exactly analogous to your job; but, will only graduates from Bible College be hireable in Oklahoma? As is OK is ranked #44 among states in education. Among 34 nations USA is ranked 14th (reading), 25th (maths), 17th (science) according to OECD and PISA; however, "America’s problem on PISA is poverty and inequality, not curriculum and instruction." Not sure how this relates to your situation but rural Oklahoma has pockets of deep poverty.
I don't see how the Bible is going to help in those three categories. I am sceptical that it has helped with poverty in OK as neither the state nor churches seems to have made reduction of poverty their main priority.
I guess reading the Bible will help with reading skills (Math?, Science?), but so does reading the US Constitution... and the Qur'an and other Scriptures. If they are concerned about behaviour perhaps they should give you a nun's habit and a ruler.
1. I tend to be a rule follower (except for writing).
2. I am not a Christian and do not want it as a state or national religion; plus, which branch will be chosen? The SBC of OK?
3. I am not a teacher (although mistaken for one at times - a compliment imho).
4. I've given thought to the overarching issue of a theocracy but not to all of the specifics.
Again, thank you for posting. There will be those (especially at WDC) who will not engage on these issues.
💀Legerdemaim💀 has incited mark your territory, but think of the children.
I’m reminded of pre-schools/early education classrooms equipped with toilets…why stop there? ผีKåreEngaในMontana makes a point.
Personally, I forgot until 7th grade, after some teasing, that 5 years earlier I was forced to go number 1 in the ‘chalkboard can’ in front of class…because I didn’t bathroom break at recess and couldn’t hold it in, after repeated requests. Not a good look on that teacher, story shared with my surprised in-laws, both familiar with the woman.
I was also fond of the smell of a new coin purse…another teacher, another year later, and also humiliating.
Times change. And there was no diagnosis for my unique condition back then, which would have had me bubble-wrapped and kept away from sharp things.
Great entry; something I can talk about with my wife’s parents. Pro Toilets
Simple solution... a single-serve bathroom in every room!
That would solve a lot of other problems as well. Not all 'children' can safely use an American style public bathroom.
I've been wondering about my 'pee issues'. Although I attribute it to old age I never thought of "teacher bladder". I didn't use shared school bathrooms and didn't like them in university either.
A hug in February 1979 saved my life. Never underestimate the power of personal connection. Whether with family, friends, pets or strangers... connections count.
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