In last week’s organizational post, I moaned about how I would probably regret choosing to tackle the filing cabinet this week (especially since we’re hitting midterms and parent-teacher conferences this week at the school). Surprisingly, I actually ended up getting most of it done over the weekend instead of procrastinating it all until the last …
*Every spring, I am made new by the extended hours of sunlight streaming through our windows until late into the evening–the delight of having daylight at 7:30 P.M still has not worn off yet, and I often find myself staring at the way the light reflects off the cilantro plant that I just potted, or …
Last Friday, a student (we’ll call him Barry) came into my 6th hour creative writing class, gave a big sigh [of relief], and said, “Mrs. Meidell, are we your happy hour?” I laughed and replied back with, “Why? Is this YOUR happy hour?” He thought for a second, then said, “Yeah. I’d say that it …
Some days, when I have to remind myself that I actually voluntarily put myself into the job that I’m in, I let my mind wander to a place of dreams–dreams where I’m not having to constantly monitor and babysit what 150 teenagers are doing every second and where my job isn’t notoriously known for being …
Today has definitely been one of those days: the kind of day when I ask myself, over and over again, “Am I making any kind of difference in my students’ lives? Or am I just here to make sure they stay busy and don’t hurt each other?” I often wonder if other teachers think of …
Okay, let’s be real for a moment: I’m having a really hard time keeping up with this whole “50 Weeks to Organized” project. No, this is not an “I’m going to give up” post–this is an “I’m finding this whole process a lot harder than I thought it would be and a lot of the …
*I was just mentioning to my mother-in-law the other day how we’d better take some new family pictures soon because everyone’s little family (except ours) has changed since we last took some two years ago (every single one of my sisters-in-law has had a baby in the past year–crazy sauce!), and this is what happens: *We …
When I was a teenager, I felt like I hardly ever spent weekends with my family–my independent teenage self craved time with my close girl friends, in which we’d plot ways to sneakily happen to “bump into” our latest crushes. Since getting married though, it seems like my bond with my family has multipled a hundredfold, …
