Thursday, May 31, 2007
Welcome to the 21st Century
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Don't Laugh At Me
I encourage you to listen to this song. It brings tears to me every time I listen to it. I can just hear children, like my sister, saying this.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
My Family
Some people were wondering when I have them in pictures or mention them in blogs. The Gayfield's have always been my second family. They have always supported and treated me as their own. I would not trade them for anything. I used to babysit their children and they just couldn't get rid of me after that. They just shouldn't make really good pork chops and rice with cheese.
Friday, May 25, 2007
Teenager Already?
Just to explain: Ashton loves to give Kaylee toys while she is sleeping. I think he wants to wake her up in hopes that she will play with him. This would explain the Incredible Hulk that is also in the picture.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
That's Taylor's Girl!
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Special Education
What does it take to show people that you are worthy of working with these type kids? I have the experience. I have a sister who is autistic and lived with all my life. I interned in a resource room. I have also volunteered at Camp Aldersgate with kids that had epilepsy or spina bifida. I am currently teaching a student who has severe speech problems, yet I am not good enough to work with these students.
Why?
Monday, May 21, 2007
School is Almost Over!!
These are the reasons I will miss this year:
- "I want to be just like Mrs. Arnold so I can have a baby."
- "Wow! Mrs. Arnold you lost a lot of weight."
- "I Love you Mrs. Arnold."
- The hugs from every kid as I drop them off at their bus to go home.
- The many drawings and coloring sheets they proudly bring me in the morning.
- The phone calls from parents.
- The lovely notes from parents thanking me for a good job.
- Helping the students learn to subtract.
- Snack time
- The field trips throughout the year (Pumpkin Patch, Christmas caroling on the square, Park Day at Western Pines).
- Treasure box on Friday's for students who did not get their car moved all week.
- watching my student grow in their learning
- wearing my yellow class T-Shirt
There are so many other reasons, but I won't bore you to tears. I am going to miss all 16 of my wonderful kids. Call me crazy, but I have become attached.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Michael's Pink Coat
I love him, even though his Mommy put him in a pink coat. He has grown up since then.
Friday, May 18, 2007
Opposites Attract
Michael is a city boy from West Memphis. He is the only child of a totally devoted family. The kind that plans everything to the T. His family is really small. You can actually count his cousins on one hand. Michael attended First Baptist church since he was born. His high school was large also. Michael's extra curricular activities included band. He graduated with about 300 other people. After graduation, he attended Arkansas State University with no idea what he wanted his future to hold.
Larryanna Lowery Fletcher is a country girl from Eudora. She is the baby of a family of six. Four of her brothers are only half brothers. Her parents were both married before. Shortly after her birth her parents divorced. She lived with her mother, yet her father was always an integral part of her life. She attended a small Methodist church. You could count the members using only your fingers once. She was very active in her high school. She was a cheerleader, ran distance in track, and keep stats for the basketball team. She also graduated valedictorian in her class. After school, she had it all plan out to attend Arkansas State Univeristy to become a news broadcaster. By the way, college is were she got the name Lou.
How is the world did these two meet?
The story is not over yet. Summer came and Michael had to go home to Casscoe (where his parents now live). I broke it off. The old boyfriend came back into the picture. I went wild and got my tongue pierced. I hoped it would turn the goody two shoes Michael to another direction. No, he just tried harder. Thank goodness his hard work in trying to get me back worked. We got back together and have been there ever since.
After lots of talks of marriage, we finally made it official. We had already bought or picked out our rings earlier. Michael drove from Stuttgart after to work to propose and take me out. I will never forget this moment. I was sitting on my bed and Michael got down on both knees. Yes both knees. He didn't know what knee to get down on so he just did both. After this we went to Western Sizzlin for supper and off to the lake for a nice romantic evening. It was the best night I ever had.
We planned a weeding in only 3 months. I didn't see the purpose of taking years to plan a wedding that may last 30 minutes. I found my dream dress off of Ebay. That is right my wedding dress was bought off E-bay for only $70. The flowers for my bouquet were made of flowers from my uncle's funeral. The flowers for the flower girl were actually flowers from the family wreath on my mom's casket. Did I mention I was cheap? We had homemade invitations. We made our own program and catered our own wedding. The only reception food that was expensive was the wedding cake because we made the groom's cake. We had the smallest cheapest wedding. It didn't matter, we were in love. I wouldn't change anything about it.
The Groomsmen (L to R): Kevin Sumpter (friend), Tim Hoggard (friend), Justin Nowlin (cousin) and Jason Burton (friend)
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
My Calling in Life
In eighth grade, I knew exactly what I was going to be. A NEWS BROADCASTER. I wanted to be the next Barbara Walters or Montel Williams. This career choice stayed my choice even after high school. I went to the best communication college in Arkansas (Arkansas State University). I won the Ted Rand scholarship, which is a radio broadcasting scholarship based on a tape demo of you telling the news. I had my life all planned out.
Something was missing. I didn't know what. I was not happy in my field of choice. It was all wrong for me. I finally realized that I was not able to help people. Needless to say, I changed my major and went to social work. Remember, I was not going to be a teacher. NO WAY HOSEA. Yes, you are right, I was not happy. I did not know what was missing.
On March 24, 1998 I made my choice. I witness the most horrible event. Jonesboro had experienced a school shooting. Driving home from my baby sitting job, I had to pull over on the side of the road. Ambulance, police cars, fire trucks were racing down the highway. I knew something major had happened. Never dreamed it was a school shooting. Two boys opened fire on students exiting the building because of a pulled fire alarm. This horrible event took the lives of four innocent children and a brave devoted teacher.
Shannon Wright is my hero, although she does not know it. She stepped in front of a flying bullet to keep a child out of harm's reach. Without thinking she risked death to save a precious soul. How amazing this woman is. She had a 2 year old child and a husband at home. She put all of that on the line for that one child. Shannon Wright lived until she made it to the hospital. She could not fight it any longer. She died in surgery with gun shot wounds to the chest and abdomen.
About a week later, I went to the school. You could still see the empty building with no children and the police lines. Writing on the outside wall of the gym said, "bullet went in here and went through the floor." To me Shannon Wright's presence was there. You could just picture were she stood to protect that child. I believe that we need more teachers like that.
You are probably saying, "You stupid idiot, run the other direction." For some reason, I couldn't. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't. It was like I had a concrete block tied to my foot. There was no moving. I changed my major the very next day.
I finally moved back to Eudora to take care of my mother who was dying of cancer. She helped me enroll at UAM. Four years later, I graduated with a bachelor's of art in early childhood/special education. I just hope that one day, I could live up to the status of Shannon Wright. I want to be the protector of my students like she was. It does not have to be that drastic (at least I hope not). I just want to make a difference in the lives of my students.