Part III: In June, Comes the Winter of Our Discontent……And now for the rest of the story.My first year teaching was a hard one. Everyone said it was rare for a teacher’s first school year to be as…Continue
PART II: Warning: There are giants in the land!After struggling through the necessary preliminary coursework and preparations to become a teacher the process was put into motion of obtaining a…Continue
PART I: Find something you hate doing and you’ll never have to work againThis journey began 5 years ago. For my birthday 5 years ago, I received a big box. Inside were a myriad of little candy cane…Continue
Hello, 48 Days Community!I teach 9th grade English in west Texas. Recently I began teaching these kids the 48 Days process of a job search. I would love to have any feedback from any 48 Days…Continue
Part III: In June, Comes the Winter of Our Discontent…
…And now for the rest of the story.
My first year teaching was a hard one. Everyone said it was rare for a teacher’s first school year to be as rough as mine. …Continue
I want to share a very moving thing I witnessed this morning in a children’s Sunday School class. But first I hope you’ll bear with me as I provide a little background on the child who is central to this story.
My good friend Wes Hutchins teaches about 12-13 mostly 5th- and 6th graders. Around the round table were Wes’s own kids as well. Sitting next to Wes (always sitting next to Wes) was his very special needs 10-year-old son, Kyle. Though Kyle’s mind is…Continue
I have a weakness. I'm a compulsive book buyer but a slow book reader.
I made a New Years Resolution at the beginning of this year: I'm not going to buy anymore developmental (don't really care for the term "self-help") books until I've read the ones I have. Problem is I have way too many to read in a year. Right now, I'm reading QBQ by John G. Miller, and yes, putting it to work as well. After all, there's not much point in reading a developmental book if you're not going to…Continue
I’ve been asked what my daughter is going to be for her first Halloween. “A baby,” I might reply. Someone else asked if she was going to wear a costume. “She’ll wear a diaper…that’s a more elaborate costume than most people will wear.” I try to get people to smile and chuckle with these tongue-in-cheek replies rather than go into a long, drawn-out discussion of why I detest Halloween. I could very easily (and probably should) present my grounds on the cultural and religious aspects of…Continue