If you peer into my classroom window at different times throughout the day, you are bound to see many different scenes. Kids might be running to one of the four corners of the room holding a whiteboard with a math problem scrawled across the front; playing our own version of Four Corners. They could be sitting quietly at their desks scribbling lines furiously as they compose their Harris Burdick papers. Or, you might find them under their desks, laying across the floor, with their nose buried in a good book. I love the peaceful, serene moments you can observe through the window; the calm before the storm. This is the time when I am able to lesson plan, organize, and reflect on any changes that might need to be made to my instruction. There’s a lot that goes on behind the panes of these windows, and I enjoy every minute of it.
My little abode signifies one, because it is, simply put, built for one. Well, one and a smidgen if you count my cuddly cat, Fancy. With the exception of the big-city traffic on Dunlawton Ave, moving back to my hometown has been wonderful. It’s nice to feel welcome even though I show up, unannounced, at my parents for dinner. Mom always has something delicious cooking, and it’s usually fresh out of my dad’s garden! Also, the school I was able to land a job with is one of the best in the county. To be considered an effective teacher compared to some of the ladies I work with, is an honor.
I’m just one trying to make a difference in the lives of nineteen little ones and countless others that I’ve begun to encounter in my new journey. Change is good and I’m excited to see what lies ahead.
There are just a small handful of places that I consistently visit, and Disney World is easily one of my favorites. Some of my fondest memories and even a few mile stones can be pinned to this magical place, including learning to ride my bike and my sixteenth birthday celebration.
Each time I step onto Disney property I can’t help but to think about how much has changed for me in the last 27 years; numerous events in between each visit that have created and shaped my personality. Because of that, this place is a symbol of growth for me. Yet, at the same time, seeing Tinker Bell fly out of the castle, watching movies with Chip and Dale while roasting marshmallows, and riding my bike all over Fort Wilderness will never cease to excite me, just as it did when I was a kid.