Milestones. Im thinking of milestones. As a former teacher, I still feel something emotional within me as a school year ends. It is kin to the feeling I felt the first day of school the Fall following my retirement from teaching. Its like your blood soars within you; and you imagine what your teacher friends are doing with their new brood at Moment of Silence, recess, lunch, and run-around-like-a-chicken-with-your-head-cut-off -30 -minutes- of -planning- time. You picture the kids in their First-Day-of-School clothes, you worry about those who last year came to school needing something. You realize you wont be there to help their situation this time. Could the above mentioned be the reason I decided to continue tutoring in my home even though Im retired ; or eventually came back to sub...more and more and more? A 66-year-old should not be subbing unless shes destitute....or so I thought. Sometimes I think my talent is just plain caring. I remember the teachers who made a difference in my life. I am predisposed to telling real life stories to kids to help their self-esteem or to get a point across. I once waited two years to gain the trust of an autistic child. One day she was passing me in the hall and stopped to hug me. It was better than receiving a million dollar prize. No words can explain the happiness I felt. I also was deeply honored to receive the SOAR Award at Eagle Mountain Elementary last week. Imagine a Substitute Teacher my age getting a trophy for treating every child in school as her own! Some on the faculty and staff joked that the excitement of getting the award made me have a heart attack. I was in the hospital within the hour. To those of you who were worried about me, I did have severe chest pains, but I had been short of breath for several days and was going for a checkup at noon. I was put in the hospital in Batesville for 3 days of tests. It was determined that 44 years of living with the unique Roy O. was the cause of my episode, not subbing for P.E. ( Just kidding!! I love him loads and hes always there for me.) Seriously, it was found that I have an ascending thoracic aneurysm in my aorta, which needs to be addressed ASAP. I will be going to Dr. Fred Meador at St. Vincents in Little Rock. Please pray for me and for Roy, my second rock. Hes a little shaken about this. Of course Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ is our First Rock. Our Heavenly Father is in control of all of this, and I am not afraid. We do covet your prayers. Thank you so much, everyone, for all of the calls, cards, gifts, and especially your prayers. You are kind, and God is Good!
Posted on: Wed, 28 May 2014 03:01:45 +0000
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