You’re a TIS Not a Teacher

school-1019989_640Drawing a Blank

When was the last time your walked away from a discussion, only to think of The Perfect Comeback hours later? Recreate the scene for us, and use your winning line.

I have had a million, trillion moments where I have walked away from a conversation and moments later the prefect comeback popped in my head! Dang it! Why didn’t I say that? Then,  I spend the next few days replaying the conversation in my head. Inserting my perfect comeback into the replay. But yesterday, I couldn’t think of one conversation where this has happened. Not one!
But today, today provided the opportunity I needed to write. I didn’t reply with the perfect comeback. Oh, no. Unfortunately, I wasn’t that fast on my feet. Dang it ! Dang it! Dang it! But here is what happened:

Me: I really wish that I could be there today while you guys are using Twitter. I know it’s your first time, but don’t be nervous.

Teacher:  I think I can figure it out. But I’ve never tweeted before.

Me: We can do a little trial run while your kids are in spanish. I would love to be in your class at 1:oo, but I have an evaluator meeting for another teacher.

Teacher: What? That’s weird. Why are you evaluating her? She’s the ESOL teacher and you are a TIS.

Me: Well, it’s not biggie. All of her lessons are in English.

Teacher: Yeah, but you are the TIS. I don’t get the connection.

In case you missed it, I am the TIS– Technology Integration Specialist. Fancy title, huh? I coach teachers on ways that they can integrate technology into their curriculum. So when this teacher said,”Yeah, but you are the TIS. I don’t get the connection.”, this was my opportunity to say:  ” I am a certified elementary education teacher. I spent several years in the classroom. I continue to take classes, read blogs and books, and participate in professional learning communities. I am an educator. She’s an educator. THAT’S the connection.”

Do you think she will ever get the connection? What do you do when people put their foot in their mouth like this?

Prayer: Lord help me not be easily offended. Allow me to show my gifts without saying a word.




Teacher Mad Libs

Flick: Jenna

Turn to your co-workers, kids, Facebook friends, family — anyone who’s accessible — and ask them to suggest an article, an adjective, and a noun. There’s your post title! Now write.

I love this prompt today. For some odd reason this prompt has made me extremely happy. When I was a classroom teacher, my kids loved to create and complete Mad Libs. As a treat, I would allow my students to complete Mad Libs using the Mad Lib app on our iPads. It was a lot of fun and an interesting way for students to practice their grammar skills. Today, during my lunch, I decided to lighten the day and ask some of my teacher friends for an article, adjective, and a noun. The titles that were created are pretty interesting.  The stories behind the titles are a bit more interesting. I took my favorite title and turned it into a micro-poem.

The Stinky Job
As you can tell, this educator is pretty excited about her work.

The Black Abyss
Here is another educator who is excited about the world of education. This could be me. 😉

NASA Goddard Space Flight Center

A Bright Morning
This teacher thought long and hard and told me she had to decide to walk on the positive side. Ha ha!

The Purple Stretcher
First, this teacher asked me what an article was. Jesus, help her. She teaches first grade so you have to forgive her. She truly is an awesome teacher.

The Voluptuous Man
I love this title. Later I overheard her telling another co-worker that she was thinking about swimsuit season. She thinks that’s how she looks in a swimsuit. She’s a beautiful woman inside and out.

The Sweet Sport
Can you guess what this teacher teaches?

A Lovely Monica
This educator is always thinking of her sweet kids.





she stood on the edge of the water
breathing in the saltiness of the air
toes buried deep in the warm sand
all too worried
that her new bathing suit made her look like a voluptuous man




Thank you Lord for helping us to find humor in all things.Thank you for reminding us that we are wonderfully made and part of your marvelous works.



Window Widget


Mustering faith

But God I just need to see

Future life revealed


Wouldn’t faith be so much easier if we could see the events that are going to happen next? Ha! Ha ! Then it wouldn’t be faith, right?  I am believing God for a new place to live. My husband and I would love to stop renting and buy a house of our own.  I already own a home (that I am not living in)  and have student loan debt up to my ears,  so I just don’t see how buying a house at this time could work.  Things are just too complicated. Maybe we should rent a house for the next year and leave our apartment community. Maybe we should stay where we are. Maybe we should walk out on faith and try to buy a house. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe.  Maybe I need that window widget that will allow me a sneak peek into the future.


Lord help me of little faith.


This post is in response to the Daily Post’s prompt:

World’s Best Widget

You’ve been granted magical engineering skills, but you can only use them to build one gadget or machine. What do you build?

Why I Don’t Teach


I’ve always admired people who say that they love their job. How can I feel like that again? When I was 14, I prayed that God would tell me what to do what my life. God, please show me my calling. I heard teacher. So I became a classroom teacher. I absolutely loved it. I loved watching students faces light up when they finally got a concept. I loved seeing a student start the year with the ability to only read a few words and then end the year being able to read a chapter book. I loved the community of the classroom. I loved the big ideas of students. I loved watching students grow.

What I didn’t love was mandated curriculum that wasn’t a good fit for students, long hours that consumed my days and nights, pressure to have all students at a certain place academically at the same time, educational initiatives that just didn’t make sense, making decisions that were best for politics but not students, tests, tests, and more tests… I could go on with my list but I won’t. I have the ultimate respect for classroom teachers. I still work with them everyday. I do not have a respect for a flawed educational system that I have no clue how to fix.

So was God wrong? Of course not! Did I hear wrong? I am pretty sure that I didn’t. But I know that the classroom is not for me anymore. I am almost 40 now and many days I sit and I fantasize about my dream job. I don’t know exactly what that job is but I know how it would make me feel.  My dream job will make me feel accomplished,  peaceful, excited, and  challenged. It will be flexible enough that I am not tied to a desk or an office. I will be able to teach in my dream job. I am learning that teaching is not bound to a classroom or academia. My dream job will allow me to be able to provide well for my family. More than anything, my dream job will give me satisfaction in knowing that I am doing what I am supposed to with my life.



Thank you Lord for your wisdom.  Allow me to do the work that you have called me to do. Order my steps in the direction that you would have me to take. In Jesus name, amen. 


Today’s post is a response to the Daily Post’s prompt: If you’re like most of us, you need to earn money by working for a living. Describe your ultimate job. If you’re in your dream job, tell us all about it — what is it that you love? What fulfills you? If you’re not in your dream job, describe for us what your ultimate job would be.



The Box


I have always had a fascination with all things green, homeopathic, and natural in nature. I’m envious of women who take the time to make their own butters, shampoos, and laundry detergent. Their claim of better for the body and environment makes me interested in being that woman. 

A couple of years ago, I overheard my friend and co-worker Leslie sharing Young Living’s essential oils with another co-worker who had a cold. Whatever potion she held in her hands for him to inhale, filled the entire room and gave our sinuses a punch. So I did a little research for myself. Unfortunately,the price for Young Living’s oils floored me before I could get much research done. First thought: I can’t afford this. So I found a lower priced company and bought an oil that claimed to fight germs and another that boost the immune system. During that time, I was fighting colds and sinus infections. I began rubbing the oils on my feet at night. And although I wasn’t sure if they were working, I loved the warm cinnamon smell that made me feel like I was wrapped in a cozy blanket. I have pulled them out each time that I thought I was getting sick. They seemed to do the trick.

Fast forward to today, there has been a lot going on in my life. My husband and I have had some renovation at our apartment that caused us to move into a hotel for a week. While staying at the hotel, we found a bedbug in the hotel room and had to leave in the middle of night to stay with my mom.  (I can’t begin to tell you how grossed out I was by this.) This is all while we were dealing with my husband’s upcoming surgery. It was a rough few weeks. Suffice it to say, I haven’t been sleeping well. I mentioned this to Leslie and she suggested diffusing some lavender oil.


This is how I ended up with this lovely little box. Inside is a ton of essential oils goodies from Leslie at Oilyheart. I will be keeping this box and all of its’ contents for the next week. My goal this week is to see if the oils are a good fit for me.  Have you ever tried using essential oils? Stay tuned for my experience!