handwritten on September 6, 2019
There are little moments in life that just hit you and bring tears to your eyes. It's quite possible I have become more and more emotional as time has rolled by this year. But I think emotion arrives like a friendly breeze when you are focusing your life on becoming intentional.
I was driving home from work today-smiling a bit because I realized that it was almost Friday, and I certainly felt the need for a bit of a break. I was making a left after the 40th street bridge like I always do. As I was driving slowly down the lane, I spotted a tiny boy of about two years-old holding his mother's hand and looking very intently at me. As I came closer to them on the sidewalk near the stop sign,...
handwritten on September 5, 2019
I was looking through my old cards from student in the past, and I stumbled across a card from last year that I think may drive my spirit through the rest of my career. It read: "Dear Mrs. Amoscato, thank you for being such a great teacher. But also thank you for being my very best friend."
I always have to smile because I received a lot of teaching training through internships and The University, and I heard advice from countless people who would usually say the same thing: You don't want to come across as being their friend. You want to come across as being their teacher."
But truly, how can you possible create a global citizen of this world or a strong mentoring relationships without...
handwritten on September 4, 2019
I picked up my students a bit early from gym today, and I was able to get a glimpse into the gymnasium life as I watched my students work together on a pretty unique relay. There were four separate groups each trying to make their way across the ocean as they had to stay together, walk across a balance beam and then move the beam to the front so the next person could walk across. The person who fell would unfortunately require all members of the team to move their boat back to the beginning and begin again.
I'm unsure if this game had a name. I don't recall the gym teacher giving it one. So in my head as I was watching the teamwork happening in front of my eyes, I decided to call it "...
handwritten on September 2, 2019
The more I'm alert, the more situations I encounter that resemble a Mr. Roger's neighborhood. And you think about how he meant for that small make believe town to be make-believe, yes. If you think about it, though that little make believe town is what the world is full of. There are millions of make-believe Mr. Roger's neighborhoods all around us traveling like little snow globes as we go through our every day lives. I suppose the difference is-well they are not make believe (they are actually real.) Even though it sometimes feels like what you are encountering is a tiny litte fantasy neighborhood with a red trolley.
I witnessed one of those little miniature neighborhoods inside a small...
handwritten on September 1, 2019
As I was walking back from getting coffee today (with a friend earlier), I reminded myself to become more alert regarding the people passing by. On the left side of the road near a quick-stop, I spotted a young boy around the age of 7 maybe 8. He was coming out of the quick-stop convenience store carrying a bag with the biggest smile on his face. There was something about his face that really made me stop and smile. It was a fairly quick moment. Thus, I'm not entirely sure what was in the bag. But I can guess that he had been allowed to explore the options on his own. And whatever he chose with his money-well...it made his day.
He took that bag, placed it around the handlebars of his bike...
