Last weekend was my meltdown. Last weekend I was done with it all, ready to quit, ready to throw up the white flag and surrender. So, while I was crying my eyes out, Mom said, "Let's focus on something else. What do you have to look forward to next week?" Well, that next week was … Continue reading Mocking Cancer
Chemo was postponed. Which means that recovery was postponed. A Poem Saturday I was tired. Sunday I was ok. Monday I was stubborn. Tuesday I worked all day. Saturday was spent on the couch watching hours of The Good Wife. At least I had recovered from the day of actual chemo. I was able to … Continue reading The Days After Chemo Number 8
It is the start of a new semester and the second half of the year. I was desperate to get back to school. I was desperate for routine and constant community. I was desperate for hallway hugs and gossip. For the smell of coffee and copy paper. I was desperate for the self-centered world of … Continue reading Back to School
I told my ninth graders that their exam bonus was to draw me a picture that made me laugh. Ladies and Gentlemen...I give you Luke...😂 This pretty much epitomizes this kid in my class all year. He can drive me loco, but I can't help but love him!
Dear STUCO, I want you to know that I am so proud of you all. You have worked tirelessly for the past few months putting together a coffee house to remember. The decorations looked amazing! Unraveling those banners on the wall gave me goosebumps. And I know some of you put in way more hours … Continue reading A Letter to STUCO and Mr. Davidson
Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. What's not to love - lots of yummy food, family and friends gathered around a table for hours, the celebration of the joys of one's life. Over the years I have encountered Friendsgiving, Thirsty Thanksgiving, Freezing Thanksgiving, Misfits Thanksgiving, Argentina Asian Thanksgiving and Thanksgiving in July. No matter where I … Continue reading A UAS Thanksgiving
I cannot tell you how many people have asked the question if I am going to continue to work throughout chemo. And each time I look right at the person and say, "Of course!" But what about germs? Kids are gross! But what about the stress? Teachers have to make so many decisions and have … Continue reading Are you going to work through chemo?
I still cannot believe I am in my second year as an international teacher. Even more wild is this is my eighth year in a classroom! The second year means familiarity and comfort. The newness and nerves are no longer present. I know the routine and most of the kids. I have an established place … Continue reading Second Day / Second Year
During my interview process for international teaching, I was frequently told the most difficult part about international schools is the turnover with both staff members and students. Because many of our students' families are in the country on contract, there is a definitive limit to their stay. At my old school, the school was a … Continue reading International School Turnover
Say the words "in" and "service" to a teacher and one typically gets an eye roll and a guttural grunt. I've always been disturbed by in-service days. Think about it. You take your car in to get service when it needs maintenance. A church is in service when the people need to maintain their religious … Continue reading Serviced In