<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:51:03.457-05:00</updated><category term='Back to school'/><category term='Kenna'/><title type='text'>OH, WHERE IS THAT ROAD NOT TAKEN?</title><subtitle type='html'>AS I BEGIN MY 39TH YEAR OF TEACHING, I AM LOOKING FOR THAT ROAD NOT YET TAKEN AS I CONTEMPLATE RETIREMENT!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055.post-5768897417417415922</id><published>2011-02-18T00:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T01:16:19.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for Spring Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yM0ccDoETRs/TV4UzdDdfpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lkMzWsubj8A/s1600/madsnkenna1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574916262936280722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yM0ccDoETRs/TV4UzdDdfpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lkMzWsubj8A/s320/madsnkenna1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's been a while since I've bragged on these cuties. They will both be two in May! I'm so glad they live close enough to see each other to be able to be friend-cousins. It is fun to watch them play together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607304788668155055-5768897417417415922?l=msmeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/5768897417417415922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8607304788668155055&amp;postID=5768897417417415922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/5768897417417415922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/5768897417417415922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/2011/02/looking-for-spring-break.html' title='Looking for Spring Break!'/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yM0ccDoETRs/TV4UzdDdfpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lkMzWsubj8A/s72-c/madsnkenna1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055.post-6135772952058465899</id><published>2010-01-20T17:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:15:52.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO BEAUTIFUL GRANDDAUGHTERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/S1eOklm1tGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XUHFl86IwhY/s1600-h/MeMe+with+Girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428964635039872098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/S1eOklm1tGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XUHFl86IwhY/s320/MeMe+with+Girls.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've long neglected my blog here, but I have had a busy year with family! My life has been filled with the happiness that comes with being a grandmother. My two granddaughters, Kenna and Madilyn, have brightened every day. Kenna is 8 months old today and Madie will be 9 months on February 7. Both girls have added joy the family in many ways. Both are crawling now and Madie is well on her way to walking. I'll have to really give the house a thorough going over in the coming months to keep things safe in my home. Kenna is here 24/7 and Madie comes to visit when things are not so busy in her own home. I look forward to the summer when they are moving around better and I have free time to play with both of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607304788668155055-6135772952058465899?l=msmeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/6135772952058465899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8607304788668155055&amp;postID=6135772952058465899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/6135772952058465899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/6135772952058465899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-beautiful-granddaughters.html' title='TWO BEAUTIFUL GRANDDAUGHTERS'/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/S1eOklm1tGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XUHFl86IwhY/s72-c/MeMe+with+Girls.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055.post-127985369387331759</id><published>2009-11-23T18:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:38:42.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607304788668155055-127985369387331759?l=msmeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/127985369387331759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8607304788668155055&amp;postID=127985369387331759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/127985369387331759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/127985369387331759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055.post-6107811128936890642</id><published>2009-06-08T08:55:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:39:04.934-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenna'/><title type='text'>FURTHER DOWN THE ROAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/Si0f1ZysIUI/AAAAAAAAADg/aa4npiWcQkA/s1600-h/May+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344963335075668290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/Si0f1ZysIUI/AAAAAAAAADg/aa4npiWcQkA/s320/May+28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so I've neglected my blog for a while. It's been a rather busy year with twists and surprises. No, the student teacher did NOT work out and he was "asked to leave" the program at the university.  The year was really hectic because we had to put up with construction going on for our new building.  The section where my room WAS is now going to be part of the new parking lot.  We all had to pack up everything before school was out so that our part of the building could be demolished.  It was difficult to teach and pack and re-schedule and , well, you get the picture.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is now out for the summer and I am going to be really busy this summer with my FIRST GRANDDAUGHTER!! Yes, Kenna Cheryl Summers was born May 20, 2009 at 7:49 pm. She is the most delightful end-of-school present that I could ever have. Kenna is precious and beautiful, a very contented little girl. When people comment on how much she looks like Rachel and ME, I am amazed that others can see what (I thought I imagined) I see also. Rachel was so sweet to have given Kenna family names. Kenna's grandfather's name is Ken and my middle name is Cheryl, so I am one proud MeMe. Life is sweet! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TODAY TO MY DAUGHTER RACHEL (proud mama of Kenna).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607304788668155055-6107811128936890642?l=msmeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/6107811128936890642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8607304788668155055&amp;postID=6107811128936890642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/6107811128936890642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/6107811128936890642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/further-down-road.html' title='FURTHER DOWN THE ROAD'/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/Si0f1ZysIUI/AAAAAAAAADg/aa4npiWcQkA/s72-c/May+28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055.post-7454061183308638575</id><published>2008-09-21T14:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:38:16.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SNane3II_KI/AAAAAAAAADA/-hy3cKYBU0A/s1600-h/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248566564382899362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SNane3II_KI/AAAAAAAAADA/-hy3cKYBU0A/s320/IMG_0389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SNajK4imtxI/AAAAAAAAACw/lyyfUc4hEHY/s1600-h/IMG_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SNajLY6cJxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/GxuDr102I0I/s1600-h/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248561831808345874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SNajLY6cJxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/GxuDr102I0I/s320/IMG_0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SNaiJTkCvFI/AAAAAAAAACg/wDDOw-PXcXE/s1600-h/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SNaiJ3W1PSI/AAAAAAAAACo/LZiG-VmIY5g/s1600-h/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family Time is about love, time, distance, and choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607304788668155055-7454061183308638575?l=msmeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7454061183308638575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8607304788668155055&amp;postID=7454061183308638575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/7454061183308638575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/7454061183308638575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-time.html' title='FAMILY TIME'/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SNane3II_KI/AAAAAAAAADA/-hy3cKYBU0A/s72-c/IMG_0389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055.post-191770549355801940</id><published>2008-09-10T00:08:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T01:46:00.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BUMPS IN THE ROAD?</title><content type='html'>All I can say is that I really need a bigger room at school! Okay, that 173 count is now up to 181 students. It may not seem like a big deal to those who don't teach, but when the class sizes reach 32 and 33 students in a classroom, problems do arise. If the other foreign language teachers had the same or even close to the same number, I would not be as unsettled as I am. Oral work? Forget it! Do you know how long it takes to get responses from over 30 students in one class period? There isn't enough time because you have to mix up the activities to keep the students listening and responsive. Grading papers? In the good old days I always had each day's papers graded by the end of the day because of student cooperation and willingness to learn through actually doing their own work and not cheating when we corrected answers in class. This is now and not the good old days, so it takes two days to grade a major test because I don't use scan-tron tests (multiple choice, matching, etc.). I may have to create a file of scan-tron tests, even though that type of testing is really not beneficial to students in a foreign language class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, the students that I have are decent--no ruffians, bullies, potty-mouthed kids so far! There is a lot to be said for having students you like even if you wish there were fewer of them. Their first test was last week and I am really proud. Class averages were great! Four of the classes averaged in the upper 80's, one class a 76 (no surprise to me), and the one that makes me really happy is 6th period with an average of 92.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My student teacher didn't show up the first two weeks of school and his supervisor from the college sent an email to check up on him. I'm not sure if this one is going to work out or not from the get-go. He did show up yesterday, so we shall see what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bumps in the road, maybe so,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;since school is in full swing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too many students, too many rules&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for me to do my thing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The art of teaching is at stake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when red tape ties my hands.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So don't complain, Administrator,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I don't meet your demands.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll do my best to do what's right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the students, not for YOU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you cruise into my classroom,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, don't tell me what to do!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll hurdle the bumps in my own way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and take it all in stride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if you challenge my classroom realm,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;be prepared for a bumpy ride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607304788668155055-191770549355801940?l=msmeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/191770549355801940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8607304788668155055&amp;postID=191770549355801940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/191770549355801940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/191770549355801940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/2008/09/bumps-in-road.html' title='BUMPS IN THE ROAD?'/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055.post-8252535379538877523</id><published>2008-08-22T22:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:31:43.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO REALITY</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been back to school in-service for 6 days.  The most that I can say is that I am really tired and still have so much to do before school starts for students on Monday.  Once again, I have a huge load of students, 173 at this point.  And, once again, I have the largest number of students in the department.  The up-side of all this is that I only have one preparation, Spanish 2, and I still have conference and lunch together giving me one and a half hours to regroup for the end of the day.  Tomorrow I'm going to do something that I haven't done in years - I'm going to go back to school to get my room in a bit better shape than I left it this afternoon.  I moved into a new room and I need to finish putting away some of my materials, or maybe I'll just throw a bunch of stuff away!  Oh, another "nugget" thrown my way:  I'll have a student teacher this year.  I've had about 5 or 6 through the years, and I haven't had a good experience with one yet; I've even had a few removed.  For the first time I have a male student teacher.  I've met with him and was favorably impressed, so I am very hopeful for a positive experience.  Time will tell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607304788668155055-8252535379538877523?l=msmeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/8252535379538877523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8607304788668155055&amp;postID=8252535379538877523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/8252535379538877523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/8252535379538877523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-reality.html' title='BACK TO REALITY'/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055.post-6379616806779495617</id><published>2008-08-12T23:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:40:53.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LITTLE CHILD SMITH</title><content type='html'>Little Child Smith, we wait for you,&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing who you are.&lt;br /&gt;We don’t know where you’ll come from,&lt;br /&gt;But I’m sure you’re on some star.&lt;br /&gt;We want to tell you from the start&lt;br /&gt;That you’re our special dream.&lt;br /&gt;We send that thought, within the heart,&lt;br /&gt;To you through that star’s beam.&lt;br /&gt;We want to tell you of the love&lt;br /&gt;That waits for you right here.&lt;br /&gt;We send our prayers to God above&lt;br /&gt;To help us bring you near.&lt;br /&gt;Little Child Smith, we hope you know,&lt;br /&gt;Our love for you is great.&lt;br /&gt;We have much love to give and show.&lt;br /&gt;It’s simply hard to wait.&lt;br /&gt;August 12, 2008 - For my Becca and Scot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607304788668155055-6379616806779495617?l=msmeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/6379616806779495617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8607304788668155055&amp;postID=6379616806779495617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/6379616806779495617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/6379616806779495617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-child-smith.html' title='LITTLE CHILD SMITH'/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055.post-1200510146178151693</id><published>2008-08-12T04:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T04:30:13.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESENT PATH AND FUTURE</title><content type='html'>In silence and contemplation,&lt;br /&gt;I survey the path ahead.&lt;br /&gt;No one shares my chosen path;&lt;br /&gt;I am alone, but not in dread.&lt;br /&gt;I search the paths I’ve taken&lt;br /&gt;so to compass what might be.&lt;br /&gt;Unknown for now lie future paths&lt;br /&gt;beckoning to me.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back along the paths&lt;br /&gt;that brought me to this place,&lt;br /&gt;no lingering sadness of the heart&lt;br /&gt;leaves marks of any trace.&lt;br /&gt;The youthful paths remind me&lt;br /&gt;to seek joy in each new day.&lt;br /&gt;I sidestep any rugged ground&lt;br /&gt;that blocks me from the way.&lt;br /&gt;Life is traveled only once,&lt;br /&gt;and paths teach just one thing.&lt;br /&gt;The path behind can’t tell me&lt;br /&gt;what my future path will bring.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot know what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot see that far.&lt;br /&gt;It is the traveling of the present path&lt;br /&gt;that carves out who we are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607304788668155055-1200510146178151693?l=msmeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1200510146178151693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8607304788668155055&amp;postID=1200510146178151693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/1200510146178151693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/1200510146178151693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/2008/08/present-path-and-future.html' title='PRESENT PATH AND FUTURE'/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055.post-8437921177278949623</id><published>2008-08-11T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:00:26.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Time Like the Present...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I only have 4 more days of summer left before inservice starts. So, what am I doing? I bought 4 new books to read before school starts on Aug. 25. Becca loaned me one, so that makes 5 in all. Since I'm a fast reader, I 'll probably be finished with at least 4 of the books. I really got hooked on Sandra Brown last year, and I try to buy one of her books every time there is a new one displayed in Walgreens, my habitual shopping spot. The store had a buy one get 50% off the 2nd, so...I now have new books. Man, they are expensive these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked in the yard this Monday morning cleaning out dead sun-dried leaves and blooms from the front area. The only bad part was not the heat, but the inevitable back ache that I got. That always sends me back into the cool house. I did fill up one whole yard bag though. Maybe tomorrow I'll do more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmela came by, and she always wants to go up to the Oklahoma border to Winstar. I hope I don't let my resolve crumble and go because of course it will cost money, and I want to put down a new floor in the front room and hallway. The flooring company is coming Wednesday to measure. Hmm, we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I'll see Rachel in the afternoon, and we may do an early dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be busy with company (MJ) coming in on Wednesday; Thursday my boys go to the groomer, and BOOM...Friday is inservice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when am I going to read those books? No time like the present!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607304788668155055-8437921177278949623?l=msmeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/8437921177278949623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8607304788668155055&amp;postID=8437921177278949623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/8437921177278949623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/8437921177278949623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-time-like-present.html' title='No Time Like the Present...'/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607304788668155055.post-342014788500008246</id><published>2008-08-10T04:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T04:44:27.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to school'/><title type='text'>SOMETIMES I CAN'T SEE THE ROAD AHEAD</title><content type='html'>After 37 years in teaching, I'm not sure what the future holds in store for me. I think about retirement, but then...what would I do every day? I'm such a lazy person in the summer that I hate to think of the boredom that would certainly set in after more than two months of not teaching. So, this year I am really going to think about what would lie in the road ahead if I took the road not yet taken...retirement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607304788668155055-342014788500008246?l=msmeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/feeds/342014788500008246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8607304788668155055&amp;postID=342014788500008246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/342014788500008246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607304788668155055/posts/default/342014788500008246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeta.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-i-cant-see-road-ahead.html' title='SOMETIMES I CAN&apos;T SEE THE ROAD AHEAD'/><author><name>Meta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00989797701178308593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAmnXBtC190/SJ62qw5zZOI/AAAAAAAAABE/hb7dTfseOM8/s1600-R/Meta.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
