Monthly Archives: March 2016

Life lesson, love lesson

As teachers we are taught to see the potential in our students. To forget the past and allow them to start fresh each day. 

As a woman, this is not something I suggest. 

I personally have always seen the potential in people and have always admired the good stuff and let go of the bad stuff. Which in the long run may be a good trait to have. 

But right now, not so great. 

Regardless of gender, no one is allowed to hurt you on purpose and get away with it. It’s not something that should happen and it’s not something you as a human should allow. 

We are strong and we are stronger than our fears. When someone hurts you on purpose, it is not our job to dismiss it. It is our job to determine if it is forgivable. If not, don’t let the door hit them on their way out. 

No matter how old you are, no matter how many years you may be single, no matter how lonely or desperate you may feel, do not allow another person to make you feel less than. 

At the end of the day, you will be better and stronger for it. 



Monday blues, Monday silver linings 

Happy Monday! 

Well I hope your three day weekend was better than mine! 

I had a cold and had really bad hives. Oh and our internet didn’t work for like three days so no Netflix, no cable, no Hulu, no nothing fun. 

Here are the good things about my weekend though: 

  • I got to watch Matilda ( my favorite movie of all time) and Legally Blonde (another favorite) on dvd (yes those still exist) 
  • I got to finish reading a book that I was struggling to finish ( James Patterson books ftw!) 
  • I got to spend some time with my family because my brother came home to visit
  • I got to spend some alone time because let’s be real.. I’m an introvert most days
  • I had my amazing mother take care of me ( like spoon feeding, making foods just for me and bringing me gallons of water and tea) — wouldn’t know what I would do without that woman
  • Got to spend some time with my relatives when they came over for birthday celebrations 
  • Got to eat lots of bread and lots of potatoes! (Both a positive and negative lol) 

So yes, it was crappy and I felt horrible and I cried and I hurt but there were things that got me through. (My mother most of all, love you!! ) 

So sitting here on this gloomy, rainy, not sunny Monday, I am grateful to be well enough to come to work. I am grateful for my family that puts up with all my lovely faults. I am grateful for a new start, a new day, a new week… To be better, to be healthier, to be kinder, to be more grateful. 

Happy Monday ladies and gents. Here’s to the silver linings on cloudy days. 

( I totally always imagine myself saying these last parts as a toast, so let’s pretend we just cheered to the new week, it’s going to be a great one!) 


The little little things 

Congratulations on surviving the week!! 

As I sit here at Starbucks feeling like a hipster writer, I’m thinking back to my day today. 

A friend of mine (shout out to Vicky 😘) asked me about my day. Which to begin with is someti that more people should do. And I had something nice to say about it. 

Yes there was drama and conflicts and such but it ended on such a good note that it kinda canceled out the rest.

One of the girls in the class spent her whole choice time ( a time to play and hang out with friends) drawing a picture of me and the teacher I work with. Check out the art skills: 

It was just lovely and heart warming and actually a pretty good drawing! 

Another wonderful thing that happened was one of the people that work in the office stopped by my room before he left for the weekend to thank me for helping him. (I helped him with bus duty and it was not a big deal at all) it was so lovely to feel appreciated for doing something. That thank you genuinely made me feel like acknowledged and recognized. Which are two things I have not felt very often in recent times. 

So thank you to these two kind hearts for making my day and putting a smile on my face. 

It really is the little things that make all the difference 💙 


We are only human

There’s only so much a person can take. There’s only so much that a person can take before they explode. 

As a teacher, your tolerance for nonsense should be higher than most people but there’s always a point where you just can’t take it anymore.

Today, that happened to me. 

Out of 31 children, there is one that everyone knows, that all my friends and family already know when I talk about my kids. He is definitely a bright kid and will go far in life, but he is so disrespectful and just plain mean. 

So today, when for the millionth time he was doing something that he wasn’t supposed to be… I lost it. I yelled, I screamed, I lectured. It was not pretty. And I am the furthest thing from proud. 

In my head, I could almost see myself doing it and telling myself to stop, but I just couldn’t. I was so frustrated and angry and I just could not stop myself. 

Eventually the teacher in the room interfered and calmed the situation down. She talked to him and she talked to me. I have never felt so embarrassed in my life. I knew what I was doing was not the “right” reaction but I honestly just couldn’t help myself. 

The teacher that I work with is always so calm and collected and I am in awe of her attitude and reactions. 

As a teacher, I failed in that moment. I was not the reasonable and in charge grown up in the room. 

As a person, I just lost it. 

Looking back at it hours later, I know the things I should have and could have said. And I know that next time, I’ll work on calming myself down before reacting. But this was definitely one very bad moment in my teaching career. 

I think sometimes it is forgotten that teachers are people too and we have feelings and we make mistakes. Yes, I should strive to be better than this, but I am just human. I’m going to make mistakes and I will learn from them. 

Every experience is either a happy memory or a lesson learned. 

So here’s to making mistakes, and having someone there to help you fix them. Here’s to learning from your mistakes and being better than yourself the day before. 

Happy hump day! 


Be you, woman and all. 

International woman’s day… 

In my family, this holiday was celebrated fiercely. We acknowledged all that women do and applauded it all knowing that it rarely gets recognized. 

Women are taught to work hard and bear hardships silently. We are taught not to speak up and taught to stand by. 

But let’s be real. We are strong. We are independent. We work harder than men to be accepted and acknowledged. 

In a field that has always been dominated by women, teaching has been a traditional job for a woman. It was seen as another form of taking care of children. Now, so much is expected of teachers and so much of this work is over looked. 

While I’m not complaining, because entering into this profession I was aware of these things, I feel like this attitude has seeped into other aspects of my life. I feel like I forget that I am able to stand up for myself. I forget that I have a voice and that my hardships should not be kept to myself when a change could be possible. 

Here’s what I discovered recently: 

  • Being passive will only get you so far. Be an active participant in your own life. 
  • There’s a big difference between being bitchy and standing up for yourself. When someone is treating you unfairly, you have every right to stand up for yourself…no one else will do it for you. 
  • There’s a difference between being cocky and confident. Be proud of your skills but be open minded to learning more. 
  • It’s not a battle of the sexes. Women and men are equals. We are all human. We deserve to be acknowledged for our successes. 
  • Living in a society that has double standards… You do you. It’s your life, you make the decisions. People will judge you no matter what you do, at least do it your way. 
  • You are stronger than you ever realized. Don’t let things get you down. You are capable of this, whatever this may be. Have faith in yourself and push forward to the brinks of your comfort zone. 
  • Don’t compare yourself to others. Be better than yourself. Compare yourself to your past. Acknowledge the growth and set higher goals. You could do it. 

To all the inspirational,strong and supportive women in my life, here’s a day to you. To recognize your success, your kindness and your passion in a world that may over look it. Be who you are and be proud 💙


Half day. Half meetings. Half thoughts. Half words.

I have a tendency to start my posts with “so”. And I’m trying really hard not to do that this time. 

Today was half a day because there were parent teacher conferences. 

I sat in on half of the conferences and I have to say, I’m conflicted. 

There are things that were not saidand weren’t because parents have a tendency to overreact. 

I’m not sure if I would have done things differently. All I know is, I was glad that I was not in charge of speaking with the parents. 

100 days of school! 

So on Friday, it was the 100th day of school… Well if you haven’t missed any days 😜

Many of the classes looked back on their 100 days and discovered that they learned many things in those days. Students were considered “100 days older” which meant they were 100 days wiser.

I thought this was a cute idea to celebrate the 100th day of school until I realized how smart it actually is. 

Students become aware that they have done classroom routines at least 100 times and now there are higher expectations. 

The teacher I am working with said exactly this: you have done this 100 times, so by now you should know how to do this. You are closer to being a 4th grader than a 2nd grader. 

Now this may seem harsh, but let’s be real, after doing something 100 times you should be an expert. 

So if your kids are still forgetting the simple routines of the classroom, there’s a problem. 

So fingers crossed that these children who are 100 days older and wiser will finally figure out how to line up or unpack. 

Happy forever days of school teachers 😜