Saturday, August 28, 2010

Love Saturdays

Perhaps it is because school has started or just because I slept in for an extra hour, but I feel more focused. Last night I organized half of the garage and have a vision of what else needs to be organized. This morning, I mowed the grass, which for me is a huge undertaking. Then a few minutes ago, I put in some edgers and weeded.

The weather has been moderate and it rained all last night so its not oppressive to be outside. I'm pleased that I was able to do all that yard work and a nice neighbor who lent me her lawn mower so I could mow my grass until I can have mine fixed. I have gotten many things done outside and now it's time to wash clothes and dishes. It has been all about organization this weekend, and did I need it! It makes everything so much easier to find and be out the door. "Recogiendo aparecen las cosas!" That is what I used to always tell my kids when they couldn't find something. It never failed they would pick up their rooms, and wouldn't you know it, they would find what they were looking for. So I am putting my motto to work.

So grateful for Saturdays!

Friday, August 27, 2010

Yellow Orange Amarylis

 
 
 

The first picture is of the Amarylis still before opening. A few days later it opened and lasted only a couple of days, but look at its fabulous attire of spectacular orange and bright yellow!
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Gardeners Have Hope

 
 

They believe in the future. They plant a seed and expect it to grow. That is hope. Well, I had been planting at the worst time. The sun was blaringly hot. It had been a month of non stop unbearable 95 degree temperatures with heat indexes in the prohibited numbers of 105 and up. And I planted and planted. I planted green peppers, cucumbers, tomatoes, plantains, sunflowers, impatiens, and nasturtiums.

Then I waited. I didn't have to wait too long and things started pushing their way out of the ground. Next, I transplanted them in the soil on the ground getting my nails blackened with the rich moist earth. They were planted in a secluded partially shaded area of the back yard. I am happy to report that most of what I planted is doing well. I am actually expecting to get some tomatoes this year, and eventually some plantains or bananas. My, my, my, bananas in my own backyard! That is almost unheard of.

Next I am going to transplant some crepe myrtles I got from Freecycle. Some people were moving out and they were so kind. So now I have 4 crepe myrtles. I also have three bush seedlings from a yellow flowered bush that I have in my front yard. Smaller than the yellow elder tree, but with the same flowers. I have all of a sudden gotten this green thumb.

So I am a gardener and I have hope. Hope that honey bees will come to pollinate my flowers and if not bees bumble bees. Hope that I will be able to share of my wealth of plants, fruits, and vegetables. Hope that some day my back yard will cease being simply a backyard and will become a garden where I can walk a trail, find a bench and read a book in the fragrance and shade of a lovely tree and blossoming flowers. I will let you know how they continue to grow. I have hope!
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Monday, August 23, 2010

First Day of School, Middle School that is!

Whew! Not a minute to catch your breath. It is almost a non-stop schedule and my poor bones will try to keep up but frankly it's not that easy anymore. I am going to try my best though.

Expectancy is reflected off the brightly waxed floors.
Everything is wiped down.
The white board with a detailed lesson plan
copied off the common board.
Handouts piled high like froth,
then the bell rings
the kids arrive.
Schedules delivered.
First Period comes next
a list a mile long of explanations, elaborations, clarifications,
kids drumming their fingers, and more of the same.
Next period, new procedures,
lunch prices, and then the bell.
Free for a period, converse with team members, so far so good.
I just want to put my feet up!
It's fourth, more Language Arts, more explanations, elaborations, clarifications,
kids drumming their fingers,
fidgety girls twirl their hair,
some kid cracks a joke,
I tell them I understand they have heard it before,
but some things have changed,
There are some students who never heard this before.
Oh!

Yet there is that one child who really wants the attention of a home schooled student in a public school. He has a comment for everything I say which makes me realize he is listening to my every word. Oh no, already on the first day! I point out that he has asked for TLC or Tender Loving Care which translates into DAT or direct attention from the teacher and I have already learned his name. He will now sit directly in front of me. I am not quite sure which intervention did it or was it the succession but he settled down. Fast.

Lunch, came and went in a wink. Then fifth study skills on Discipline, then sixth with questionnaires, and finally seventh with a K-W-L chart on what they had learned. Finally, seventh came being the advanced. Smart, excited, and good natured, a delight with which to end the day. And just when we thought we could catch our breath, the buses were backed up. We had to keep the bus riders just a little longer. Just a little longer to see who they were, these eighth graders who mostly don't fit into their seats. These eighth graders who want to be so big. These eighth graders who have so much to learn and a whole life to live.

I'm looking forward to this year. Yes I am!