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Daily Prompt: Fifteen Credits

Another school semester will soon begin. If you’re in school, are you looking forward to starting classes? If you’re out of school, what do you miss about it — or are you glad those days are over?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us LEARNING.

It has been 3 years since I retired… Time has flown by quickly… minutes to hours… hours to days… and now days to years…

Yes… I miss school… I spent 12 years of just attending school like any other kid…

loving every minute of it…

School was fun to me…

cursive writingk13341811  I loved making those beautiful curved letters…

readingk0764029 not easy for me that first year… had no pre-school or kindergarten at that time… but, by the next year… I was learning quickly and asked to help other kids…

mathk0866279my torment… but, when learned… felt so proud… Hated reading problems as they were called… but, loved geometry… drawing all of those angles and shapes… using a compass… protractor and ruler… (the art in me I guess)

geographyk13435154learning of different countries… people… places… I would never see… a world opened to me through books and films…

history…x28646849 learning of past presidents and who formed our land… laws… the constitution… discoveries made by people… found it to be quite interesting…

englishk0273001 Loved words… never liked learning all of those names for different parts of speech… nouns… pronouns… adverbs… I did love adjectives… descriptive words… how wonderful!… letter writing was neat… punctuation could give me fits…

literatureu19066330 stories … books… heroes… characters… authors…  fun!

sciencek9050519 planets… rocks… experiments… equations (yuck!)… earth… formulas (another yuck!)… bugs…animals…birds… people… VERY interesting…

artu16211303favorite subject for me… the smell of crayons… paints… the pencils for drawing… colored chalk dust… colored paper…clean white paper to put that first bit of color on… Loved it!

musicu13121621 singing… sometimes dance… instruments… piano playing… harmonizing… chorus… A happy feeling …

play timek12697727inside and out… jump rope… kick ball… games… What’s not to like???

friendshipsk9128274special girlfriends… some to this day!… cute boys…

teachers… sfo0159some good… so memorable… some bad… (Very few)… what each taught and their techniques…

classrooms004v0102dc I dreamed of my own…and how I would fix it… teacher‘s desk… seating charts… colorful pictures…bright sun coming through windows… watching first snowflakes and wondering if we would get out early…

field tripsx11279754visiting places I would never have gone to… seeing things I would never had seen… Hearing things I would never have heard… AWESOME!

lunch time… x21738989sack lunch kids… cafeteria food… cafeteria ladies… sitting talking with friends… always rushing to eat fast in 20 minutes…

bus ride… x11574526I was a safety patrol on the bus… badge and all… noisy kids… but, really liked our bus driver… Mr. G… and the trips on that big yellow bus… so fun sitting with friends…

snack timeMilkcookies and milk… Oreos from a boy who liked me…

This was a description of “my school years“… and then I got a job in the school system… a dream come true… working with special children

30 years later… retired… but, the descriptions of school memories are pretty much the same… work was just like a repeat of my school years… just looking on from a different perspective…

To spend my whole life in school… leaves lots of memories… and yes, k6860167I will always miss those days…

Daily Prompt: Mentor Me

Have you ever had a mentor? What was the greatest lesson you learned from him or her?

I guess you could say I was a mentor

I was a Teacher Assistant… later called a Paraprofessionalsps0427for 30 + years…

We were to instruct (teach) our Special Needs Students… under the guidance of the Teacher in charge…

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People asked me…”Why don’t you go back to school and become a teacher?”…

“You already know how to do most everything there is to teach”…

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and my answer was, “I like my position!”…

I like implementing the assigned work prepared by the Teacher…

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I like being able to give one on one instruction to our students

I liked following them to classes where they were mainstreamed into classes with the “regular” students…

I liked taking care of their needs… either physical or mental

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I liked the freedom I found with the wonderful teachers I worked with…

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I liked that I was doing a service that all would not like… and even heard others say, “I could never do that!”…”That requires such patience!” vmo0891

I mentored by teaching these special childrenmath, grammar, spelling, reading, science, phys ed, art, geography, writing and training them in situations that they being… “special” … would encounter in their lives…

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The teachers became friends… not just co-workers

My mentors were the fantastic teachers I had the pleasure of working with… They taught me… as I taught the students in their class…

I learned so much!…

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Things I would never had been in touch with if I hadn’t been placed in my position…

I thank the Lord every day for my experiences I was taught at the hands of some very good teachers

and the smaller mentors (the kids I had the pleasure of working with)…

I tell everyone… THEY… these special kids

Taught me… as I was teaching them!…k0662770

They taught me…

self-reliance…

strength…

determination…

caring…

fortitude…

and love…k5113531

and I thank them in my heart every day for the lessons learned!

Daddy’s Poem

E-mail I would like to share…
Daddy’s Poem”

Her hair was up in a pony tail,

Her favorite
dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy’s Day at school,

And she
couldn’t wait to go.

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But her mommy tried to tell her,

That
she probably should stay home;

Why the kids might not
understand,

If she went to school alone.

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But she was not
afraid;

She knew just what to say.

What to tell her
classmates

Of why he wasn’t there today.

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But still her mother
worried,

For her to face this day alone.

And that was why, once
again,

She tried to keep her daughter home.

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But the little girl went to school ,

Eager to tell them all.

About a dad she
never sees, a dad

Who never calls.

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There were daddies along the
wall in

Back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirming
impatiently,

Anxious in their seat.

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One by one the teacher
called

On a student from the class.

To introduce their
daddy,

As seconds slowly passed.

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At last the teacher
called her name,

Every child turned to stare.

Each of them was
searching,

A man who wasn’t there.

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“Where’s her daddy
at?”

She heard a boy call out.

“She probably doesn’t have
one,”

Another student dared to shout.

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And from somewhere near the
back,

She heard a daddy say,

“Looks like another deadbeat
dad,

Too busy to waste his day.”

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The words did not offend
her,

As she smiled up at her Mom.

And looked back at her teacher,
who

Told her to go on..

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And with hands behind her
back,

Slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a
child,

Came words incredibly unique.

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“My Daddy couldn’t be
here,

Because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could
be,

Since this is such a special day.

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And though you
cannot meet him,

I wanted you to know

All about my
daddy,

And how much he loves me so.

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He loved to tell me
stories,

He taught me to ride my bike;

He surprised me with pink
roses,

And taught me to fly a kite.

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We used to share fudge
sundaes,

And ice cream in a cone.

And though you cannot see
him.

I’m not standing here alone.

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‘Cause my daddy’s always
with me,

Even though we are apart;

I know because he told
me,

He’ll forever be in my heart”

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With that, her little
hand reached up,

And lay across her chest.

Feeling her own
heartbeat,

Beneath her favorite dress.

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And from somewhere
there in the crowd of dads,

Her mother stood in tears.

Proudly
watching her daughter,

Who was wise beyond her years.

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For she
stood up for the love

Of a man not in her life.

Doing what was
best for her,

Doing what was a right.

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And when she dropped her
hand back

Down, staring straight into the crowd.

She finished with
a voice so soft,

But its message clear and loud.

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“I love
my daddy very much,

he’s my shining star.

And if he could, he’d be
here,

But heaven’s just too far.

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You see he is an American
Soldier

And he died just this past year, ,

When a roadside bomb
hit his convoy

And taught Americans to fear.

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But sometimes
when I close my eyes,

it’s like he never went away.”

And then she
closed her eyes,

And saw him there that day.

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And to her
mother’s amazement,

She witnessed with surprise,

A room full of
daddies and children,

All starting to close their
eyes.

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Who knows what they saw before them;

Who knows what
they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second,

They saw him at her
side.

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“I know you’re with me Daddy,”

to the silence she
called out.

And what happened next made believers,

of those once
filled with doubt.

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Not one in that room could explain
it,

for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk
beside her,

was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

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And a
child was blessed, if only for

a moment, by the love of her shining
star.

And given the gift of believing,

that heaven is never too
far.

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“A Long Day…Why?”

It’s been a long day …I feel it and my husband said the same thing…I don’t really know why it seems that way??? …Nothing unusual to make it long…just draggy   is the best way to describe it…Oh, you know what??? …It was probably because we were waiting on someone to come over and give us an estimate to redo our front porch …It’s the waiting…has to be it!…The “Concrete Man” …I’ll call him …said, “I’ll call you and tell you what time I’m coming over “…well, never heard from him, duh!…so by Noon  today…MONDAY…I told my husband to call him…”The Concrete Man “ was very pleasant…and said he would be out when his brother  finished a job…OK…so we wait again…time is going by slower and slower…It’s the anxiousness, I guess …waitingWe finally received a call saying, “I’ll be over in 40 minutes”…and he was …but, it wasn’t “The Concrete Man” I had talked to…it was his brother …you see, they do the same work…in other words …they work together…I guess it’s those small things that people just take for granite…that we know he works with his brother…or we know he’s coming…just didn’t call to tell us when like he said he would…I think this is what makes us get anxious…wondering if they are coming at all…and then who is this showing up at my door…I didn’t talk to you…I think this makes for a long day!…I try not to anticipate what,  when  or where  something is going to happen…but, when I’m told something…I usually go with that information to plan my day…Well, we finally met “The Concrete Man”  that we had talked to…he showed up about 20 minutes after his brother…so he did come over…His brother had already looked at what we wanted done…made suggestions…listened to ours…and now we will wait for him to call with the estimate…I’m glad he didn’t say when …because I would have been waiting and it would make for another long day !

“MY KIDS!”…

As I worked in classrooms most of my adult life…I observed and took away all the best things I would have brought into “My”classroom… I would always have a bright, colorful  environment for the kids to come into…in other words…”Let’s start the day off on a visually good day”…Next I would greet each student with a smile  and verbally let them know “How glad I am that you are here today” voice…I would try to leave all my worries, pain and thoughts that were on my mind at home …They had nothing to do with those children…they didn’t need to carry my burdens  too…Not that I wouldn’t be honest with them…They needed to know I was human…that I did feel sad  sometimes…but, not to the extent that it carried over onto them…We would definitely have a routine…The students would  know what was expected of them as they entered the room…this would be learned as it was repeated ...maybe for a week or more…and a reminder every now and then…There would be some activity…a simple/fun worksheet  to do immediately…and this took planning…and that was the most important part of teaching to me…repertoire with the kids and planning, planning, planning…to have something for these children to do almost all of the time…and planning could be a “Free Time”so kids could choose for themselves a few minutes each day…Keeping a schedule…keeping updated on things going on in the school, being able to designate jobs, keeping records updated , keeping an ongoing conversation with all parents if possible, making the work beneficial as well as interesting I hope you are seeing a picture here!…A teacher’s job is never-ending!… A teacher’s job is having so many skills!…A teacher’s job is definitely not easy!…Yes, a teacher should be praised and rewarded far above what is given!…A simple  is so appreciated…So if I was the teacher…I wouldn’t want to make the students or parents feel “anxious”I wouldn’t want to make them “wait “I would like them to be “informed”I wouldn’t take the “small things” for granite…I would make some “suggestions” sometimes…I would “listen”  to others…sometimes they have great ideas!…and hopefully this would make for a “short” day …not a “long” day!

“Let’s Play School!”

My Grandkids spent the night last night…Momma had to work and so was Dad…I love having them!…but, I am of course their entertainment…isn’t that great that you can be someone’s entertainment??? By this I mean that I hear ******over and over and over…”look at this , watch me, can you come here?, let’s play store, let’s cook something, let’s play a game“…One of their favorite things to do is “play school …of course Carson is the teacher or Kennedy is the teacher…They both make me tests to take…adding, subtraction, spelling , writing stories, drawing…I love to see what they come up with…I’m so impressed! and I think it’s funny how they want to do this, after going to school all week…I think that they like changing roles…being the instructor instead of the student…and it also shows me that kids really do like school…After I finish the tests, they love grading my work…my school work is now on the refrigerator like theirs is at home…”Don’t you love it!

 

“MY KIDS!”…

I always wanted to be a teacher  …I loved school …and as close as I got was being an Assistant …but, I loved it!…maybe better…I liked my position…I never really wanted to trade roles  as the kids do…my spot was just fine…I could have fun , didn’t have to prepare the lessons…just implement them…I didn’t have to go to college but, then I didn’t make the money either!…but, I did OK…I really didn’t have to be the hard disciplinarian…I had to reprimand…but, when it got down to really dealing with parents, administration, kids with really bad behaviors …that wasn’t my position! I was just there to assist …not a bad spot as I said…I took my position serious  though…Iwanted the kids to learn all that was possible, to grow and show advancement every year, to change bad habits into good ones but, I really wanted them to love school! …and from what I have seen most of them did… All of our kids couldn’t wait to get to school…they hardly ever missed a day…They would come through rain, sleet, snow or hail”  If you as an instructor will try your hardest to show them all the good things about learning…keep them interested by making them wonder what’s coming next  …then I bet they’ll love school and won’t be able to wait to get home and put their work on the refrigeratorJust like me!