West Cocoa Chat

Time for some blog whining. I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed these days. Like a good basketball player who is trying to play good “transition basketball” by hustling on both ends of the Court, I’m trying to find my rhythm. The trip to Lipscomb was a sweet fragrance as I alluded to in an earlier post. But as Steve can attest to, when a teacher is away for a couple of days, the amount of work to get ready and then to catch up is mind-boggling or at least it is to me. To now take away one of my 2 planning periods and add another class of kids, prep, and papers to grade, well, I’m blog whining.

O.K. – some important questions:

1. Did you volunteer for this extra class? Yes.

2. Are you getting paid extra money? Yes.

3. Are you still going to whine after answering “yes” to questions one and two? Yes!

That is why I love you guys – you’ll listen (won’t you) or at least read about what ever is causing me to whine. I think I usually get whiny around my birthday which now puts me 363 days away from the big “5-0.” Even though they’ve been gone for 19 and 10 years respectively, I miss my parents. I think of them during this time of year.

It’s funny how when they’re here and they make a “fuss” over you that we (or at least me) protest and at times can become embarrassed. Now that they are gone I would give my right arm to have them here for a moment, fussing over their boy. Now that is whining.

Let’s leave on a positive note – if you get a chance today, (as we say in the South) make a fuss over someone. Give them a day of encouragement for there are limits on those that are closest to us, the advocates in our lives. At least, there are limits on them on this side of eternity.

Program Note:

A return to our normal programming of encouragement will take place on the next post.

// posted by cwinwc @ 5:37 PM