#getyourpraiseon


Remember that time when I said I’m a teacher…

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Now let me whip...

…and that we do crazy things in class…

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Maslow & Freud would be proud.

…and frequently I run around like a chicken with my head cut off…

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I can't run this fast, but I know YOU can...

…and I’m encouraged daily by my peers…

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Ho-ho-ho, green giant.

…it’s ‘ight.

Blessed.

-D-

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Mobile Minutes: Glasses Day


Two cross country meets.
Two early morning practice sessions.
Two nights of parent teacher conferences.
It’s Friday.
I’m wearing glasses.
Swear pants come out tonight.
-D-

Mobile Minutes: Shifting Priorities


Sometimes the day just doesn’t work in our favor.
*gasp*

Yesterday I didn’t sleep well due to excitement, I was getting my school issued MacBook during a morning meeting. Upon arrival, way too early in the morning, I sat through two hours of ‘turning it on, and turn it off again’. It was a worthy sacrifice for the computer. However, what caught me off guard was learning that we had a second training meeting.

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Mobile Minutes: Morning Glow


The coffee tastes just a little smoother this morning…

After an eye opening day yesterday, this morning introduced the realities and future thought of the path that Darco and I am on.

See, I’m not the only one up for moving along the career ladder. Darco has her review for a store manager position within Starbucks.

The combination of her movement and mine creates an entirely new world for us in the second half of the year.

I’ll be upfront, we’re going to both have “adult” jobs with “adult” salaries. I’ve spent the morning doing the math. This means moving, it means paying student loans (on time), taking care and getting rid of credit cards, it means being able to breathe. My goal, outside of the car and student loans, is to be debt free before Christmas.

It’s completely feasible.

I’m in awe of how gracious mmyy Father is.

-D-

XXXI: Unknown Travelers


A phrase I’ve heard more than once inside the school over the past several weeks, directed at students…

Being an adult isn’t always that fun. Right now, it stinks.

This usually coincided with sick days, retirement issues, and taxes. Continue reading

XXXI: In-Service


Am I supposed to enjoy “professional development days” at school?
I’m not really sure, but today I definitely did.

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Yes...SpED department selfie!

This morning, similar to our last in-service day, the instructors were able to take some time and award “GATOR’ade” to people in the building for going above and beyond.
Towards the end of this lengthy process I wound up with a bottle from an unlikely source (in my opinion).
When I took the position I currently have at school I was located in a case manager’s classroom. This case manager, very pregnant at the time, sits around my age. However, their level of professionalism and maturity is so high that quite frequently I accept the role of the annoying, hyper younger brother when I’m in her room.

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You could imagine my shock when she nominated me for one of these awards this morning. Whole-heartedly I was genuinely surprised (and really humbled). Coming from someone who’s so mature and level minded, it just spoke volumes to me. Additionally, another teacher nominated me at the same time for my speeches that were given over last Tuesday, which brought upon a shade of red to my face.

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Snapped by an administrator...I think (that's me standing up).

Please understand I don’t type this out of pride. School is the one place where I continued to be surprised. I’m having so much fun, and it’s considered a job. I’m in love with this specific school, I can’t get enough of the kiddos, and the staff just blows my mind every day. Sure, it has its quirks, but the relationships built here are just unfathomable to understand…and it’s a middle school.
IA, teacher, instructor, etc…whatever my position is, I’m so, so blessed to continue to be in such a warm, caring atmosphere.

-D-

XXXI: Heading Home


There are two phrases that I grew to hate as an adolescent:

Are you going to be a preacher someday?

You’d make a great teacher!

My selfish ego revolves around not doing what people expect me to do, and constantly rebelling against the expectations of those around me. There’s nothing Biblical about this principle, but 27 years into this life I think I have enough research to support to theory of my own behaviorisms.

To this day I still make a solid stance in never having a desire to speak from a pulpit. There’s nothing in my heart that desires it, and after several years of being on a lot of different paths with my relationship with Christ I can affirm that, that is not a position for me.

With that said, the second group I must apologize to, raise my sword by two hands and lay it at your feet in the form of a surrender. Truly, I was designed to be a teacher.

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