I love summer. It is a carefree time for me with very few deadlines and not caring what day it is. Being a teacher, I am suppose to be off during the summer. Well, that's the rumor about teachers you know.
I had lots of plans this summer -- getting the house dejunked and spotless (not accomplished), lots of sewing (not accomplished), plenty or rest (I'm getting there), and so on.
But life gets in the way . . .
Clearly the forerunner has been doing Science and Social Studies lesson plans. These are often the subjects the kids look forward to everyday so I try to do a lot of hands on projects and experiements. But look at the mess I make while preparing. Scary isn't it. My husband and kids steer clear. (They probably think I'm crazy.)
But, I have had fun thrown in also.
Doesn't that look like fun. I had my great nieces visiting for the week. (The 1st and 3rd ones from the left.) We had friends over a couple of evenings. What a relaxing way to end a day.
Sitting under the trees where the Buffalo and White Rivers meet, reading a great young adult novel (have to read the books I want my students to read) and not even realizing when my husband is washed down the creek a few hundred feet from the pull of the current. (It was his fault, he is the one who decided to try to walk across. Better fishing spot you know. He'll never know, he didn't quite make it.)
I'm off to Fort Smith today (an hours drive) to the teacher supply store and to run a few errands. Then I really need to return home and start the housework. We'll see.
I can't complain. Summer is good.
Take care and God Bless!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
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2 comments:
Sounds like a full summer. Somehow the house will get cleaned regardless of what all is going on. Have fun. Hugs, Marty
Since I'm a former educator, and all three of my children are teachers (and a daughter-in-law too!) I know exactly what you're doing and why you're doing it. It's a calling from God to take care of and teach our precious children and I thank you for listening and obeying that call. blessings, marlene
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