Writing and songs...poetry and stories...
They all come from the heart...
They are best written from your experience.
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The Battle for the Educator
It's the first time you walk into your own classroom... It's the first time you change school districts... It's the first time you try to do something for the kids...
Relief and Anxiety
The truth... I was a square peg in a round hole environment. I was a let them grow of their own accord girl... Develop their whole self girl.
Be In It?
Small picket fence and a long drive down the road, Wild flowers blooming on the gravel and down the row, Shade of the willow tree hides the path way from the sun,
---Lyrics to a 4 Part Song--- We're driving down the dusty road, Your hand in my hand, We're driving down this long old road, To the place I've always been.
Something I have noticed, in more recent terms, about how society is becoming more and more obsessed. We fixate on particular parts of traditions and blow them up or blow them out. We either decimate or decorate.
Sweet tango under the starlight, Barefoot and summer night, A little radio blasting, Here we are hoping the night is lasting.
Moving across the nation, leaving behind all that I know to come to a place where I know very few. People say that's strength.
Being Near Again
Trembling and nervous I board the flight, Excited and intrepid for the night. Sunset gleams over the world, As I drift off into a dream.