What are others going through?

Someone give this kid an A+ for looking outside of herself. Good work, sweetheart!


It seems that although we pass through each-other’s lives every-day, we don’t ever take into consideration what another person is going through. We joke around and continue to act the usual way we’re used to, but we never think outside of the box. What if the person you think is genuinely happy, is actually depressed?

We need to understand that rather or not we want to treat others with decency, it’s a part of humanity. It isn’t difficult to treat someone with respect. We’re all human beings. What’s difficult for a person like me to grasp, is that someone will go through depressing and saddening situations, and yet be the absolute most positive person they can be. While we have others that will be cruel and evil (to a good person,) all because they found a reason to, when in all reality their life is stable. Apply yourself in the…

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Going for Green

So creative!! Well done!!

A Bloggers Life

When I grew older I realized that I could no longer live within the confinement of my hometown and that I had to move on to pursue bigger and better things. I decided to head for the big city in search of a new job. It was one of the longest drives of my life, just a big stretch of road seeming to head nowhere. But, eventually that nowhere became New York City. It was a hard life in the Big Apple, until the job of a lifetime opened up. It was a head position at one of the large companies in the city and I was fully qualified.

I was up all night during the week practicing and rehearsing what I was going to say during the interview for the position. It was a frustrating process, but eventually I got everything down. When interview time came I was so…

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The Taxi Ride

An Archery Blog

On a warm summer night I needed a ride from my place to a friends house. It took me almost 45 minutes to flag down a taxi, but, this began a night I would never forget. When I got in the taxi, the driver was a tall, skinny, man with shaggy brown hair. The taxi smelt of stale cigarettes and body odor.  I told him the address to my friends house and we left the curb side with a hard jolt and squealing tires. But other than the abrupt start the ride seemed normal, until he drove past my friends house. “Excuse me sir, that’s my stop.” I said. but he didn’t say anything. he didn’t try to slow down, turn around, in fact he just kept driving. I began to panic, “Sir, that is where I need to go!” again he had no reaction. I tried to open the door and jump…

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I’m Setting Down a Few of My Flaming Sticks

flaming stickIt’s so 21st century to juggle.  It’s all about the skill in maintaining at least 3 flaming sticks at one time.  At home I have 2 sticks with names–toddler 1 and 2, who always need more beverage (“I just poured you a glass of milk!”).  Sometimes I have a dog at my feet begging for food, an open refrigerator demanding I save energy, and a literal stick ablaze in my hand, stirring some Kraft Mac and Cheese.  Oh, now there’s a sizzling ding sound coming from my phone–a message from husband requesting something from his computer (“How do you turn this thing on again?”).  And it’s got me thinking: People, I’m setting down a few of my flaming sticks.  Watch where you step. Continue reading “I’m Setting Down a Few of My Flaming Sticks”

2:30 to Make It Count (revised)

I love her enthusiasm, both on the mat, and in the classroom!


It is time for cheerleading sectionals. Being a cheerleader is the most nerve wracking thing when it comes to competing. There aren’t words to describe the feeling in your stomach when the team standing in line before you goes out to perform, and you know in 2 minutes and 30 seconds, it will be your turn. Next it is your turn to show the Section what you’ve worked for all season.
There are many things on your mind. You hope that you remeber all your spots, then you wonder what goes after jumps, you hope that your flyer does her best, you hope that the catch is flawless and high so that it doesnt hurt the flyer. Many stand asking “whats the cheer again?!” then one kindly reminds. There are different nervous habits that we have, gas, having to pee at the last minute, stomach aches, sweaty palms, numb toes…

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Going to States in Wrestling

Athletic and academic!


Sectionals: I met people I have never heard of. I had talked to them and became friends with them for the tournament. It was all good and happy till it is time to go out on to the mat and wrestle them. The weight class I wrestle in is always friendly towards each other. When it came to the time wrestle the people I had just met. The mood changes everything becomes hostile. My thought process changes to a more clear process of thinking. As I am warming up I feel every muscle in my body. The tension that I am using when I am bouncing from one foot to the other. As I continue to intensify my focus on my opponent. Letting all my emotions build up to as I get ready to wrestle.
Having a little fear in the back of my mind that he could beat me…

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Building My Race Car.

Proud of my students!


Two years ago I made the commitment to build a street stock race car with my grandpa.  Now, building a race car and maintaining it throughout a season is very challenging.  There are just about one million things to do before you can even drive the race car it feels.

Late nights out in the garage until 3:00am grinding on a bare frame rushing like mad men to get the car together so we could go racing, bending hundreds and hundreds of feet of steel tubing, fitting, tacking, and eventually welding the whole cage together.  Oh and I forgot to say that constructing the roll cage is the easiest part.  It’s the inner tin work, putting the motor and tranny in, front end alignment, and rear end installation that are the lengthy part. But that’s not even close to everything that needed to be done.

At times during the build…

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