Monthly Archives: February 2015
IS DOING ONE’S BEST, GOOD ENOUGH?
Steven (ptl2010), “Doing the Best I Can,” reminded me of a teacher/student interaction which occurred several years ago. Educators were/are encouraged to always be positive. One of the things we teachers often said, “Just do your best.” (Really that’s an … Continue reading
REMEDIAL STUDENTS
I find that I have much in common with “Remedial Prof” https://just5paragraphs.wordpress.com/2015/02/23/future-terrorist since I, also, taught Remedial Reading and English in a local community college. Remedial Prof relates an incident of having failed a student who tried to rely on … Continue reading
FLIP-FLOPPING ON FLIP-FLOPS
You could classify me as a foot-dragging flip-flopper. Changes come in my life after lots of researching, complaining, and compromising. In fashion it sometimes happens, but only after a great deal of trend-lagging. Last summer I went to church bare … Continue reading
TIME OUT
To those who might be dropping in for a visit, I’m explaining my long absence. As I began to be more active on blogging, I found a lot of things that need to be done with my site or with … Continue reading
IN A DUGOUT ON THE PRAIRIE
ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’ne, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be … Continue reading
SCREW TURN MANSION
FREE TO FLY Me? A wall flower, they say; an eagle I say. I sit here on the mezzanine and watch the beautiful people milling around aimlessly -glass in hand, smile on face, every hair and pleat in place. Listen … Continue reading
LOVE SO AMAZING
Amazing Love, my eight pounds of joy, the seventh of my great granddaughters. I hold you and marvel that love multiplies so. After giving a full measure of love six times over, I find I have a full measure for … Continue reading
SWEET AROMA
Blogging 101 Lesson 2 Site Title and Tag Line SWEET AROMA Mine is the generation whose women, mothers included, joined the work force. My sons will never connect the appetizing aroma of bread baking to their mother’s kitchen. If they … Continue reading
NOT YET HEARD
I was raised in an era when children were to be “seen and not heard” with an implied promise that I would have a chance someday to be heard. In high school, at every opportunity, I embraced grammar, but gave … Continue reading
Sweet aroma 