Failure

I am really bothered today, and it came after having a conversation with my administrators. Here are the facts, I enjoy my job, I have days that are better than other, but I really enjoy what I do. I know that this is where I should be.

Today, however, I was told that people are wanting to see me fail or to be cut down. I have a really hard time with this. Why would anybody want to see some one fail, get in trouble, or cut a person down. I was told that my personality isn't accepted by all people. Okay....? I understand that I may not be everybody's favorite nor do I want to be. I also know that I may not always get a long with everybody, but I never EVER would wish failure, or disappointment on some one. Why are people threatened by smart, successful some what confidant individuals? And if you are threatened why wouldn't you strive to be more like them or at least  appreciate some quality about that person.  I don't love everybody in the world, but I will find some good  or positive and/or appreciate what he or she may bring to the table.

This is a really hard thing for me to grasp, because being cut down or wish failure on someone seems so harsh. Don't get me wrong, in competition I have wished other people to not be as successful as I believed we were, but graciousness and class was still exuded from me. For instance, North Platte consistently wind our district in One-Act. The director is smug and uppity. however when they won, I said congrats and wished them well. I will congratulate a winner even if I wanted to win, that is a part of the game. I would look and process what they were successful at and use that to make myself successful. I am so very irritated.

Sneaky Sneakers

This is dedicated to Justine:

Today I was glancing over to Justine's computer and I was told not to because I am a sneaky sneaker. This name calling reminded me of the talking sneakers that I used to watch on Saturday Morning Cartoons or maybe Sesame Street.  So my mind wants to create a story about a sneaky sneaker who steals skittles and wears a sombrero. I think his name will be Sandeiago and he will look something like this:  His sole will be filled with salt and with every step he will sing a song Styx.

To be continued....

Today I received a very important email...

While I was busy teaching and changing the world, one student at a time, I received this very important email: enough said!

Why I teach Creative Writing....

So this week I asked my new Creative Writing students to tell me why they wanted to take this class, I think it is only fair to say why I am glad I teach this class. For the students who know me, you know that I am pretty easy to get along with I that I enjoy laughing.  I believe that having the ability to be creative and also the privilege to facilitate students creativity I am a happy teacher.

Being creative is something many people, students included, find frustrating and I can't figure out why. Maybe it is because they didn't have the imagination that I had as a kid. Or people are so tightly wound that they forget what it is like to let your mind run wild. (Something I hope the students in this class do).  I keep trying to change some ways that we are going to create in this class and if you have any idea's please let me know. I hope you do enjoy the blogging and that all of you will reply to every body's at least 2 times and enjoy this class as much as I enjoy teaching it.

Birthday Week....

"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends. To appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded."
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
 
So this week is my birthday week...I have always been a fan of my birthday just because I see it as a social gathering and a fun time to celebrate. I have lived on this earth for 28 years and as my mother keeps reminding me, "Look at what you have done in those 28 years."  Yes I have a accomplished a lot, and I am very proud of these things. Yet I think and I think other people view as though something is missing. Lately I have been reminded by my students, about the fact that I am not married. Some have even asked me if I would marry them...(that student is a little odd and I graciously declined) however, I also was reminded by the fact that I am still very hesitant about this idea.  I know I want to be in love and share my life with someone who balances me and can handle my ups, downs, ins, outs etc.  Yet I am haunted by the "just know" factor. I really don't think I believe in it.  Here is that thing...I have had great men in my life and a few of them had hoped that the "just know" feeling would happen...it didn't.  Currently I am in a long distance relationship, which is all well and good, but at the same time does the distance take away the "just know" feeling? Do I have to move to feel it? What if I do and it doesn't work out...it seems like to many risks and I am not sure I have the ability to take them. 

 I know that first part seems to be a bit of a "Carrie Bradshaw" moment, but we need some of those sometimes. Since my mind has been racing over thoughts like this an inner monologue seemed to fit the bill why not add a side quotations just to really get the point across.  :)