It is the eve of my exam. Wonder how much the kiddos have studied? Foreign language exams are last this year... the only thing standing between my students and 10 weeks of freedom is me. And pages of verbs, adjectives, object pronouns, etc. You get the picture. Hope you aren't having flashbacks. We still have …
Category: teaching
Looking back, moving forward
This is Waterproof Mascara time. In my chosen profession, saying good-bye can be overwhelming. A time of joy and a time of sadness. All jumbled up. Moments of unbelievable fun fill up my days and years as a teacher. As I say jokingly (but not really) at this time of year, I get attached to …
Green with envy/Verte de jalousie
I know, I know. Red and pink are supposed to be the colors now. Valentine's Day approaches. And I love hearts, flowers, and good dark chocolate. Oh! And don't forget champagne. However, I am seeing green. First, an author sent me an email asking me to review his book about living in Provence. I jumped …
Snow 2017
(photo taken by C. Bland) 2017 has barely begun and we have our first snow "storm." Well, okay, it is a blizzard for us here in the piedmont section of North Carolina. The photo my sister-in-law sent is from the mountains where she lives. I took a photo of her vélo at Thanksgiving and gave …
Happy New Year!
Some people make New Years Resolutions on January 1. Not me. My new year starts on the first day of school every fall. I have started school every August of my life since 1963 or 1964. I have officially survived the first week of of year 37. Wow. I am starting to sound old- even …
Gratitude Project
This is an earlier post that I am moving over from my original blog. It is one of my most meaningful experiences and I like to look back on it often. It keeps me grateful and less likely to get wrapped up dramas or concerns that I cannot control. Can you teach someone else to …
Letting go
I've probably already used this title. It's my theme for early June. Another school year has come and gone. My 36th. And as excited as I am for summer, it is difficult to let go. Oh, the 8th graders are ready for high school, whether they know it or not. Some are nervous, some are …
the sabbatical chef 