The daily meanderings of a teacher

Bird Droppings November 12, 2020 Within the circle of life, a new life coming Every day as I sit and wonder in which direction my writing will go something will trigger a thought or idea. I found a small book while at Barnes and Nobles a few days back. It was sitting next to me…

A tapestry is made by interconnecting of threads Bird Droppings November 11, 2020 All through history weaving has been a critical aspect of civilization. Weaving cloth for clothes and blankets in order to survive and soon after, weaving began for art sake. “For certain fortunate people there is something that transcends all classifications of behavior,…

Bird Droppings November 10, 2020 Finding solace along the way A few days ago, a good friend and former student from another time it seems said I could read every word in Bird Droppings today. I did not think I used too many fancy words in my writing. Although I have a bad habit of…

Bird Droppings November 9, 2020Perhaps, within ourselves is the change we need? I have been away from my computer for a few minutes hopefully by Thursday I will be emailing my first chapter to my dissertation chair. I have a feeling of accomplishment and ending my procrastination. I am not complaining but I enjoy the…

Bird Droppings November 7, 2020I am always finding where community exists I am sitting listening to Allman Brother’s Fillmore East on a cool Saturday morning. After a few days of sunshine and warm fall weather rain is coming in and temperature may change. As I drove to the corner store yesterday, I had several thoughts…

Bird Droppings November 6, 2020Reconciling the importance of present, past and future I spent the better part of yesterday avoiding my direction so intent on the moment I was missing cues to the past and future. As an empathetic human being I get caught up at times in the emotions and feedback of the present.…

Bird Droppings November 5, 2020It is a new day, a new start, and always day one Feeling old today now that I am working on my seventieth second year of life and a cold front coming in, my bones are aching. I remember nearly fourteen years ago as we got closer to the last day…

Bird Droppings November 4, 2020 Teaching is always climbing up another rung I had a rough night sleeping having stayed up watching election results. I was planning on writing this morning. I got seriously caught up in election news. I had a few ideas for my dissertation I would like to have competed by tomorrow.…

Bird Droppings November 2, 2020I still like the seagull book As I get older and I really feel old today now seventy one years and a day old. Once upon a time, that line has started so many stories in my day that perhaps it would be a good way to start today. Many years…

Bird Droppings November 1, 2020Education is turning an ugly face jug not pouring in a mold Sitting waiting for my grandkids to come by and celebrate Halloween and my birthday. I have used the line I was born on All Saints Day in St. Joseph’s Hospital many times. My last church affiliation was being confirmed…