The daily meanderings of a teacher

Tag: Love

  • Can we use the word sacred truthfully?

    Bird Droppings August 27, 2025Can we use the word sacred truthfully? “Teachers who do not take their own education seriously, who do not study, who make little effort to keep abreast of events have no moral authority to coordinate the activities of the classroom.” Paulo Freire, Pedagogy of Freedom I have been a student and…

  • I am told there is a reason.

    Bird Droppings August 18, 2025 I am told there is a reason. Early today, I should not get into disagreements on Covid, and I try to avoid it. I have strong feelings about vaccines, being a polio survivor, and I mentioned I was one of the lucky ones who survived. I started back to teaching.…

  • Reconciling the importance of the present, past, and future to find balance

    Bird Droppings August 11, 2025 Reconciling the importance of the present, past, and future to find balance I spent the better part of yesterday going to a reptile show with Pat to see our son and his wife and their exhibit. On Saturday, I played with grandkids and worked around the house, avoiding my direction,…

  • Beginning from the end, searching for our value in life

    Bird Droppings August 6. 2025Beginning from the end, searching for our value in life “When we can no longer change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.” Victor Frankl I have been attempting to find a part-time position this year. I have interviewed, and granted, I can overwhelm some people. I received a couple…

  • The impact of synchronicity, or perhaps you could say, in my life, the saga of synchronicity

    Bird Droppings July 24, 2025The impact of synchronicity, or perhaps you could say, in my life, the saga of synchronicity I’m sitting in my backyard beside my medicine circle. We’ve got two wind chimes, and every once in a while, the chimes will sound as the breeze picks up. I just walked through my yard…

  • Pondering and thinking, wiping away a tear or two

    Bird Droppings July 22, 2025 Pondering and thinking, wiping away a tear or two I was outside very early today, doing my laps in the pool as a great horned owl was irritating my dog, keeping him up. It seems it was more than one, as several were calling back and forth in an eerie…

  • Isn’t every day a good day?

    Bird Droppings July 1, 2025Isn’t every day a good day? Recently, I had the great privilege of spending time with some dear friends. These are people I have known for many years. Over the past few weeks, I have driven nearly two thousand miles on various, always exciting excursions. There were several trips to Athens…

  • Teaching and or 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu

    Bird Droppings June 16, 2022Teaching and or 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu After returning from taking pictures, I walked into the house after running a few errands and sat down to write. I will assume retirement will not be as tense and hectic as my first day teaching high school on September…

  • Bird Droppings May 26, 2025 My two dads are always on my mind and in my heart I was standing outside on this moonless night, gazing at the clouds sliding quietly in the night. A chorus of tree frogs and crickets kept me company in the dark. It’s coming up to summer, and the ambient…

  • Bird Droppings May 24, 2025 To die a happy death: I taught high school for nearly twenty years, and after summer break, another year ahead, hopefully doing some part-time work. I am starting my writing day a bit later than normal since we had grandbabies over and I am plum tuckered out. Over the past…