I am a retired teacher who is loving being retired almost as much as I loved teaching and loved the kids in my classes. I enjoyed every day that my students learned something new and that lightbulb turned on in their eyes.

There is no greater fulfillment than knowing them now, as adults, some young, a few great grandparents, and knowing the wonderful people they have become. Although what I write, I write for my own pleasure, I also write to honor them.

Monday, May 25, 2009

OH, BY THE WAY

About that stress test, when I went in to see my primary physician, she had not heard the result and so looked it up on the computer right then, acknowledging that if she hadn't heard anything, then the news must be good. She looked at the page with the result and simply said, "Normal."


Told you all there was nothing wrong with my heart, but it is so nice to know it. Now, I have had almost every test they give to women "of a certain age"and I believe that they can now leave me alone for a while. I am quite happy with where I am. I think.

Writing and Thinking ... or should it be Thinking and Writing

I suppose that I should think before I write; and thus far, I have been thinking for about three weeks on things I want to write about here. I do try to get the ideas straight in my head before I begin; and sometimes that leaves long, empty spaces between Blogs. I don't mean to do that, but I am simply not one to write a comment about what I had for supper and call it a blog. I cannot do that. I blog because I want to say something and I want to share that with whomever wants to read what I write.


I really want to write about the economic situation and that one goes round and round in my head. I also want to write about writing when the readers so often know that I was an English teacher as well as about reading others' blogs when yes, the writers also know that I was an English teacher. Something else that goes round and round in my head is my idea of patriotism as opposed to much of what I read and hear these days.


And I think I would like to write some things about my childhood. About some of my favorite places. About other memories. I would hate to make this just a place where I relive much of my past, but there are things I remember that I want to write about. I will get there.  What sounds good to you, anyone reading?  Guess I am a little too late to write about American Idol; but I may anyway.


At least, this gives me a list to work from so that tomorrow some time I might write something. Or not. We shall see.