Whatever

I am a little nervous about a different schedule next year. I am also somewhat excited to be able to work more closely with the people in my own department. I have never , ever taught in a school WITHOUT teaming!!

When I started at South in 1996, all of my male department members were desperately trying to hang on to their identity as a science department. And I mean desperately. And I should use the word deliberate as well. They were deliberate in their actions to maintain an identity as a SCIENCE department. Whatever. I played along ( Anderson scared the shit out of me, Al Ford spooked me out & I could never get over staring at Babitzke's perpetually twitching eye lid) and wondered what all the hoopla was over teams and specifically over "interdisciplinary teams". Now there's a word that I haven't heard in awhile. Interdisciplinary teams. Again. Whatever.

In a small catholic school, Sts. Peter & Paul, from 1981- 1987 I worked on an interdisciplinary team. The school was so small that there WAS only one 7th grade team of about 125 kids and only one 8th grade class of 125 kids, so of course we were organized into teams. Duh.

Whatever. I just wish my "what evers " weren't hiding the fact that I am unsettled about the changes we will experience together as a staff at South. Again.

Whatever.

Mary

Stopped me in my tracks.

I am reading a book called EMMIS by Cecil Wade. She is an old family friend (as in 78 yrs) and self published her first novel after having it get rejected by several publishers. She did, however , win $3,000 from the McNight foundation after having submitted it for their consideration.

What Cecil gave me as a kid growing up I cannot put a price on however. Cecil's the one who has always encouraged me, "Mary, the Fifth Avenue tree house kid" to write.

The setting for her novel is in a small pre- depression era farming community surrounding a rural town called EMMIS.

It is the following that stopped me. It rings so true:


“ I never thought and still don’t think there’s anything wrong with chasing the dollar. When I left Ontario I was already a rich man. I wanted to be richer. I made good money in lumber, I made more in building railroads, I made even more in lucky investments.

“I never cheated my men by underpaying or overworking them, so help me God. That’s the one thing I wanted you and Tom to know, that having money is having command, and the really great command is not using money to hurt somebody or to stab someone’s dreams like nobody’s dreams but your own matter.

“But all the benefits of having money are not as powerful as what you find is true about money, sadly true. Nothing can change this one very bad thing about the human circumstance: in a business or in a house, the person with the least good intentions or who is the least noble rules everything.

“It’s a kind of Hell when you live in the shadow of such a person’s nature. We can laugh, we can sing, we can look away, but the dark stain reaches us.

“Trying to move where the stain can’t reach us changes who we are, changes everything. “

EMMIS by Cecil Wade.

I know i shoudn't be

doing this, but I have to say horaay !! Dan & Joe worked out the business... Dan got bought out with cash.

He is so relieved. No hard feelings between he and Joe. 30 years of partnership & it ven ended well!

Dan put his hand on my knee in the car on the way to school today... hasn't done that in years.

I have my man back:)

Should I or shoudn't I?

Well, you'll be too late to give an opinion as I have a hair appointment in an hour & am considering adding some color. Welllllllllllll. THAT won't be hard you might say. White pretty much will show any color added.

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm. I've always wanted to shave my head too....


Mary

Buster got a makeover.

Even though he may not show it in his facial expressions, Buster's self esteem has improved since his latest haircut. He is much more frisky and he whispered to me tonight that he just can't wait to go for another walk in the woods!!!

Too cold

I woke up early this morning thinking I could ride my motorcycle to school, but it is only 38˚. Crap. Too cold for me!!!

Maybe later in the week.

I DID go for a nice little ride yesterday after school though! Went past the Meyer school house, down cty #7 to 146 , past Ray & Ginia's , around to Linden township's town hall , to Warner Lake Park and back home. About a 45 minute ride of shear, calm joy. FUN!

I have a post... SJH friends.

It's tag is "for your eyes only" & it is in draft form. Waiting until Friday. And you thought I was tough.

Do you like my motorcycle picture? I'm Haawt!!!!!