Ok apparently I am very bad at this whole updating the blog. I think part of the problem is that story of going to Kenya and all of the resulting excitement is such a HUGE story. I don’t know how to really start and I get overwhelmed as I try to continue because I get so excited and want to write so much.
I will continue to add to the story in snipets – I promise…but I also want to move on and talk about the adventure after Africa. Since it required a lot of trust on my part to go to Africa and it required a lot of patience on Hubby’s part to get me up the mountain, it was a huge step for our relationship. Then of course he proposed on the top of the moment so my trip to a whole new continent started an incredible journey that we will be on for hopefully a very long time. I kind of want to talk about that and what happens in my life now instead of thinking back two years (WOW TWO YEARS!) to the amazing experience we had.
I feel a need to write. Every year our school hosts a writer’s week. As a science teacher I don’t participate as much as I would like to (we have so much to get through in our curriculum that it is hard to justify focusing on writing when the students will be getting that in their English classes). Anyways this week is fantastic because the English department spends the year getting writers from all over to attend and share their work for a packed auditorium every period for an entire week. Some periods are also devoted to teachers and students sharing their own writing. As a student I was lucky enough to be able to share my work – one was a piece about a very important t-shirt to me at that time and one was a piece about my relationship with my father….it is amazing what you remember about 10 years later! Back on track though every year this week hits and I feel this great need to write – to express my ideas and to escape into another world. The writers that come are amazing – Marc Smith (father of slam poetry) Mary Fons (poet), Veronica Roth (author of Divergent), Ellen Hopkins (author of Crank), Chris Crutcher (author of 14 novels), Patricia Smith (poet), Nikki Geovanni (poet), Sara Holbrook (poet), Dana Kozlov (WGN reporter)…and the list goes on! As a teacher I want to show my students the importance of writing and I would love to share again because I know the impact it has on them when the teachers read about their experiences but I know that I can’t share unless I am actually writing in life because I want the model to be that I am a writer not just someone talking about my experiences. If that didn’t make sense, I am sorry. It is the end of the school year and my brain is on the fritz.
So that is one of the reasons I want to start writing again…I would like to more Now the question remains what to write about. I am going to focus on life and ramblings. I want to help myself stay on track with a few things that I hope will make me a better person, like flossing. I ALWAYS get yelled at when I go to the dentist for not flossing…it is my goal to remedy this since I hate getting yelled at. I also want to be a better granddaughter and cherish the time I have left with my grandparents. I also want to work out more – I am not an athletic person (case in point, I coach the speech team) but I do enjoy physical activity and always love what it feels like after but can never motivate myself in the first place. Therefore I will be reporting on how I am doing on these fronts but also adding in some fun random thoughts along the way.
Flossing: I did some of my bottom teeth (I have a permanent retainer on both my upper and lower jaw so it makes it pain)
Granddaughter: Need to call before we leave for Seattle *school ends Friday!! and we are getting out of town on Tuesday!
Working Out: Despite being sore from the faculty badminton tournament yesterday (It is a mixed doubles tournament and Hubby and I have been partners since my first year…we are the champs of the tournament for the second year in a row…:) ) I actually did half of this leg workout that I recently found. Then Hubby came home and was making fun of the moves… whoops!
Alright it is 9:30 and my bedtime…it is a school night after all…