- Not everyone that drops manure on you is your enemy.
- Not everyone that digs you out of a manure pile is your friend.
- Should you find yourself in manure, keep your mouth shut!!!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
The Cold Little Bird
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Being Still
Behold, you delight in truth in the inward being, and you teach me wisdom in the secret heart. ~Psalm 51
Friday, April 23, 2010
Innocent English
But while we're on the topic of innocent mishaps with our language, let me add a few more:
- Panda Mating Fails; Veterinarian Takes Over
- Local High School Dropouts Cut in Half
- New Study of Obesity Looks for Larger Test Group
- Crack Found on Governor’s Daughter
- Red Tape Holds Up New Bridges
- Hospitals are Sued by Seven Foot Doctors
And, in closing, i share with you my new YouTube favorite:
Laughter...it really is THE BEST medicine!!!!
My Teaching Week Is Over
For EARTH DAY we attended the movie Oceans and met this little cutie!
We also went to the museum and met Papilio from the 3D movie, Bugs.
My homeschool students spending a day at the museum. We had soooooo much fun!
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Ya Just Gotta Laugh
Totally random thought,eh?
Well, it fit my reality for the day, because one of my students would be gone.. Since we just took a "bug" field trip yesterday, I thought this would be a fun way to conclude our unit. And for thinking it up at the last moment, it turned out to be a fantastic project!
Here is the video I found only 30 minutes before I left for work:
How to make an inchworm cake and bug cupcakes
I have pictures, but I'll have to share them later.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Sleepless Night/Satisfying Day
First thing I noticed was that my right ear felt funny and was making funny noises inside of my head. I put my hand to my ear, and it was bleeding. Oh, great! I tried not to panic and talked myself out of hyper-ventilating. But the first chance I had, I called Dr. Klinke!
I had to leave for work really early because we had a field trip today. I took my students to the museum where we watched a great 3-D movie about bugs. We also saw a special exhibit on magic. They had lots of interesting artifacts from Harry Houdini and other magicians, as well as many interesting videos of classic magical tricks. One of my students kept exclaiming in a very
After the field trip, I had two Dr. appointments. They couldn't see anything in my ear because of the blood, so I was given drops to use and told to come back when the drops are gone.
Then it was on to more teaching. My youngest student made a breakthrough today. She started to read! I love to be witness to the awesome awakening of discovery! I wish I could have captured the precious look on her face as she joyfully shouted, "I DID IT ALL BY MYSELF!!!"
Off to bed...hope I sleep better tonight.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
A Most Unexpected Entry
Friday, April 16, 2010
Madea Gives Relationship Advice
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Don't Worry! Be Happy!
4Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! 5Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. 6Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 7And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
Phillipian 4: 4-7
Back in 1988, a rather simple little song captured the attention of the world. It was sung by Bobby McFerrin and it was titled, Don't Worry. Be Happy. Here are a few of the lyrics:
In every life we have some trouble/ When you worry you make it double/ Don't worry, be happy.
Ain't got no place to lay your head/ Somebody came and took your bed/ Don't worry, be happy.
The landlord say your rent is late/ He may have to litigate/ Don't worry, be happy.
Ain't got no cash, ain't got no style/ Ain't got no gal to make you smile/ But don't worry, be happy.
The song made it clear that life is hard! But don't worry! Be happy!
To many people, that might be what they think Paul is talking about in Philippians 4: 4-7. Paul, however, is going a bit deeper than Bobby McFerrin. Paul isn't just talking about happiness. Paul is talking about joy!
So what's the difference between happiness and joy? Happiness is something we try to conjure up ourselves. Happiness is all about us. If we find enough pleasures in this life, then we will be happy. If we feel down, eat a candy bar. That will make you happy. Or buy a new pair of shoes. That will make you really happy!! Find the right purse, drive the latest car, move to the nicest neighborhood! Sheer happiness!
The problem is, these things make us happy for a while, but eventually the happiness fades.
Joy has more substance. More depth. Joy doesn't depend on our circumstances and it doesn't slowly fade away like the morning dew. Truth be told, joy doesn't depend on us at all! That's why Paul can tell believers to be full of joy. Why? Because, like it says in verse 5, the Lord is near!
Someone once wrote, "Joy is not the absense of pain, but the presense of God." And when He is near, when we have prayed to Him about our worries and concerns, He goes one step further. Paul tells us that He guards our hearts. Satan is always ready to try to steal our joy, but God is near. He not only shares our concerns; He doesn't only guards our hearts. He gives us something that the candy bar can't offer; God gives His children peace.
Your Father is near, beloved. Rejoice!
Dear Heavenly Father, Thank You for Your gift of joy. Forgive us when we try to find joy in places where it can't be found. Patiently teach us, Father, that true joy is only found in knowing You.
* This is a part of a Devotional Carnival hosted by Rachel Olsen. To see more devotions on the topic of JOY, please visit http://rachelolsen.blogspot.com/
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Our Weird and Whacky English Language
I used to think teaching high school English in Mississippi was a challenge. And it was...until I moved to Texas! Every afternoon, I have the privilege of teaching English to students of all ages and stages. I have a student who is a medical doctor. I also have a student who is a chemical engineer. And then I have my "babies": sweet little elementary age children who are simply precious. They all have one thing in common - for all of them, English is a second language.
Just this week, my youngest student keeps asking me the same question: "Where were you a baby?" Today her question finally made sense: she's been trying to figure out why I don't speak her first language. I guess it just makes perfect sense to her that because I was a baby in the United States, I only speak English. But she takes GREAT pride in the fact that she speaks Italian, Spanish, and "a little Japanese"!
Today something cute happened. A second grade student was reading me a Dr. Seuss book. The consistent rhyme scheme in his books are wonderful for emergent readers of English. Today the story had the word "bow" in it. She pronounced it "bow" as in "low" or "tow" - with a long "o" sound. The problem was, the word, based on context should have been pronounced "bow" as in "now" or "how". She shot me an astonished look when I corrected her. Thankfully, I could show her the rhyming word in the story for "bow" was "WOW!!!". Finally, she was able to trust that what I was saying was, indeed, true.
This little scenario reminded me of an email that I received from my college roommate. She, too, was an English major. Hope you enjoy this as much as I did. And, for me, it really puts into perspective the difficulty my students have learning this silly language of ours!
1) The bandage was wound around the wound.
2) The farm was used to produce produce .
3) The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.
4) We must polish the Polish furniture.
5) He could lead if he would get the lead out.
6) The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.
7) Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to present the present .
8) A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.
9) When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.
10) I did not object to the object.
11) The insurance was invalid for the invalid.
12) There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row .
13) They were too close to the door to close it.
14) The buck does funny things when the does are present.
15) A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.
16) To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
17) The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
18) Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.
19) I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.
20) How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?
Let's face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant, nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France . Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth, beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell?
How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which, an alarm goes off by going on.
English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race, which, of course, is not a race at all. That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Ahhhhh, Sweet Saturday!
Friday, April 9, 2010
Asperger's is Difficult
This post is to add just a little awareness to my world, The world of Autism. And more specifically, for me, the world of Asperger's Syndrome. It's not easy. Everyday brings some sort of struggle. I am my son's voice. Yes, my son is now an adult, but this world is a frustrating place for him. He is that proverbial square that is always trying to fit into the round peg. And it hurts. It hurts my heart to see him struggle. To see people avoid him. To witness people that make fun of him behind his back. To see him ignored, as if his life doesn't matter.
Last week I heard about a documentary that was made about Autism in China. This is the trailer for that movie and I think it gives a little picture in the wonderful highs and devastating lows of living in the world of the autistic.
Autism CHILDREN OF THE STARS Documentary (Trailer) - Celebrity bloopers here
And here is a poem written by a mother that knows this world all too well.
Parking Lots Can Be Prolific
I am in the parking lot
digging for keys
coming
d
o
w
n
from
a pediatric dental visit
I am fumbling in my purse
among folded stacks of pre-op paperwork
forms I need to fill out
for the son that
refuses to open his mouth
and
requires a hospital stay
(they better give him an extra turn at the treasure chest for that)
She pulls her black suv into the parking spot next to mine
another suburban mom
another appointment
and
I hear her waking her sleeping beauty
small arms stirring in the carseat
a flash of brunette curls through the open passenger door
I stuff my boys into the back of the Volvo
absorbed in Deductibles
20% co-pays,
the potential risks of General Anesthesia
Deafeated
because
Why. Does. Everything. Have. To. Be. So. Hard?!
I turn to find
a tiny fairy princess
awakened
drenched in pink
her mama bending over her
making sure the straps aren't too tight
on her custom built
wheelchair
My self-pity
p u d d l e s
at my feet
I do not compare our pain
because
it doesn't make sense
to silently compete
we are both mothers, after all
I just quietly realize
that this world is filled with women
like me
loving their babies
fearful of the future
really freakin tired at the end of the day
I bet
if we went out for coffee
we could finish each other's sentences
the facts slightly fluctuating
but the bottom line,
our desire to protect, nurture, provide for our little ones without losing our minds
the same
and with this thought
I feel my strength renewed
despite knowing we will see plenty of
simple things
almost
always
become
very
complicated
in this silent communion
with this mother I do not know
I feel
a sense
of
peace
and on the short drive home
I wonder
if that
sturdy metal wheelchair
will manage to keep up
with her
daughter's
GIANT
dreams
Read more: http://autismsupportnetwork.leveragesoftware.com/blog_post_view.aspx?BlogPostID=14b26462b7e74f42b6f4b9f764712d3d#ixzz0kbogK4bS
Thursday, April 8, 2010
The Sneeze
They walked in tandem, each of the ninety-two students filing into the already crowded auditorium. With their rich maroon gowns flowing and the traditional caps, they looked almost as grown up as they felt.
Dads swallowed hard behind broad smiles, and Moms freely brushed away tears.
This class would NOT pray during the commencements, not by choice, but because of a recent court ruling prohibiting it.
The principal and several students were careful to stay within the guidelines allowed by the ruling. They gave inspirational and challenging speeches, but no one mentioned divine guidance and no one asked for blessings on the graduates or their families.
The speeches were nice, but they were routine until the final speech received a standing ovation.
A solitary student walked proudly to the microphone. He stood still and silent for just a moment, and then, it happened.
All 92 students, every single one of them, suddenly SNEEZED !!!!
The student on stage simply looked at the audience and said,
'GOD BLESS YOU'
And he walked off the stage...
The audience exploded into applause. This graduating class had found a unique way to invoke God's blessing on their future with or without the court's approval.
This is a true story; it happened at the University of Maryland .
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Wildflowers
Ice cream, however, was not what we were looking for on this trip. On this trip we were in search of the beautiful Texas wildflowers. We were not disappointed! We were treated to acres and acres of bluebonnets and Indian paintbrush. The blues and oranges, the yellows and fuchsias were truly breathtaking. With each stop of the car to try and capture snapshots of the beauty we were enjoying, I found myself growing in appreciation of my Dad's love of both creation and the Creator!
Please make plans to visit us next Spring so we can share these beautiful scenes with you!
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Let's Hear It For Old Age!
"We do ourselves and others a disservice when we make old age something to be feared. Life is not a resource to be used up, so that the older we get, the less life we have left. Life is the accumulation of wisdom, love and experience of people encountered and obstacles overcome. The longer we live, the more life we possess."
Monday, April 5, 2010
Some Blah Blah Blah...
Have you ever felt like the grey whale in this video? Me too! Struggle as I may, seems like the "killer whale" is never far away, eyeing my every move, ready to attack at any moment.
Yup! Some days it's just difficult to "Rejoice always!". Today I read a wonderful article that helped me realize why I have so many days when I feel like that poor, vulnerable migrating whale.
I've taped these into my journal and I'm sure I will find myself returning to them often.
Here are some of the factors that I think make me slip from the fundamentals of abiding in Christ:
* I start fixing my attention on the stream of experience and ordinariness instead of on Christ.
* I get tyrannized by busyness.
* I allow what’s true and what’s important to get hazy in my mind.
* I get fixated on little daily annoyances.
* I get trapped in fears of the future or regrets of the past.
* I get bogged down in worldly contentedness, even with wretched things.
* I skip a prayer time here and a prayer time there, and I tell myself it’s temporary and reversible.
* I start thinking visible things are more real than invisible.
* I don’t fight back against spiritual lethargy or depression. (This is abetted by bad theology about doctrines of grace that encourage complacency by mistaking obedience for works righteousness. found in World Magazine
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
The Face of Christ vs. Facing Christ
One of the 3-d images based on the image from the Shroud
nothing in his appearance that we should desire him.
Isaiah 53:2
I think there is a far more critical question than the one asked by the History Channel in regards to Jesus' face. I believe a much more urgent question that needs to be answered is this: "Am I ready to face Jesus?".
But then, that question doesn't appeal much to our society today, does it?
Friday, April 2, 2010
Bill Update
Today, Bill had the day off. Together we watched a program about the crucifixion. Things I learned from my most intelligent husband:
- A Passover lamb had to be perfect. It took 5 days to complete the exam for the lamb to insure it was blameless. It was exactly 5 days from Jesus triumphant entry into Jerusalem until his death on the cross.
- The Passover lamb was offered at 3:00. Jesus died at 3:00.
Now, we are going to plant some flowers...(and tomatoes!)
Good Friday
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
I Corinthians 15:55
"Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?"
And that is why we call this Friday "Good".