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Love It!

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I’m so proud, James is a former student of mine! I had him senior year and he was a nice, polite, funny kid. What makes his story even more awesome is that he had never played football prior to joining our squad his 12th grade year! Way to go! You may read the rest of his story here.

*Image via Google

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Fruits of Labor

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I was delighted yesterday to have lunch with a former student and her new husband (no kids yet)! She is currently pursuing a degree in respiratory therapy.  Her husband is in the military and they are stationed in North Carolina.

She is such a sweet, candid young lady.  I loved how she was never embarrassed when she needed help in class. We have kept in touch since she graduated in 2006.

I am so proud of Lori!

Ice Box

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School was closed today due to the ice storm the midwest is currently experiencing.  The last one I recall was well over 25 years ago.  They really are a sight to behold–intricate and beautiful.  However, these are not optimal conditions for those who have to venture out! I am thankful that we can remain inside.

I did take advantage of the day off and managed to:

  • sleep in
  • fold two loads of laundry
  • activate my iPad (birthday gift!)
  • make brunch (bacon and banana waffles)
  • clean the kitchen
  • post on Craigslist
  • completed a survey to win $5k

Deja Vu

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Tuesday morning, right in front of my classroom, a student went into cardiac arrest.  My room is in a pretty isolated part of the building.  Luckily I was in the hall when he fell.  I ran to get the nurse.  The nurse and school police officer performed CPR on him until the paramedics arrived.  I am trained in CPR and was next in line if either of them tired.

It was a very intense, scary scene for well over 30 minutes.  He had to be shocked twice as well as receive other life-saving procedures.  It was deja vu in a sense.  I could not stop crying as I watched the paramedics work so hard to save his 19-year-old life.  The school police officer was also equally shook up having lost his own 17-year-old son a few months prior.

He was finally rescuitated and transported to the hospital.  Wednesday he had open heart surgery to repair faulty valves.  If necessary, they may install a pacemaker.

I wondered why I had to bear witness to this trauma.  It brought back so many painful memories.  This was also the day I ran into my SIL’s husband.  And of course, before I went to sleep that night, I saw a commerical on television and the man’s name was the same as my husband’s.

Yesterday on the way home for school Nicholas was telling me that their principal asked them to pray for one of the 8th grader’s brother who had a heart attack at school.  I didn’t go into details but I told him that I was aware of what happened because it happened right in front of me.  He seemed very surprised–and actually I was, too. What a small world we live in.

Neither one of us mentioned my husband, but I’m sure he was thinking about him as I was.

But it also made me appreciate first responders even more.  They are so efficient, composed, and determined to save lives.  I saw this firsthand with my husband as well as with the young man.  I really have a lot of respect and admiration for what they do.  They are as important, if not more so, than doctors.

Our principal announced that this story will be covered by the news.  However, I don’t want to be in the limelight and will make sure I am unavailable when they do come. 

Some say that there is a message in everything, but I have no idea of what it could be in this case.

Hmmm

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Narcotic~any of a class of substances that blunt the senses, as opium, morphine, belladonna, and alcohol, that in large quantities produce euphoria, stupor, or coma, that when used constantly can cause habituation or addiction, and that are used in medicine to relieve pain, cause sedation, and induce sleep.

Neurotic~Informal A person prone to excessive anxiety and emotional upset.

Today a student told me I was a “narcotic.”  He wasn’t angry when he said it so I guess it wasn’t an insult.  Maybe he meant I was a “neurotic.”  Hmmm, I don’t know which one I’d rather be!

Love Is…

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Love tastes like freshly whipped cream

Love smells like my husband’s cologne

Love feels like cotton candy

Loves sounds like a symphony

Love looks like a sleeping child

Today I will be introducing a poetry unit to my students.  I always like to start with a simple poem to ensure success.  And of course, since love is in the air with tomorrow being the day for lovers, I thought I’d use love as the topic for this 5 Senses poem to model for my classes.

What is love to you?  In the comment section, try your hand at this simple poem following the specified 5 Senses format!