If there’s something cuter than pigtails I don’t know what it is.
Clearly I’m not concerned with “perfect parts”. Perfection is overrated!
When she’s too old for hair bows I’m going to have a good long cry.
I made those bows when she was three, and I really hope to get at least two more years out them. That’s probably stretching it, but it’s good to have hope.
I feel blessed to be able to attend class field trips.
Little goats are really cute.
Switching gears now.
My 7th grade English teacher was Mrs. Sheriff. She taught me the laws of grammar. 😉 I realize if you’ve been reading this blog for any length of time you are probably thinking, “Well, this Mrs. Sheriff must not have been a very good teacher because Carmel has a serious lack of writing skills.” In Mrs. Sheriff’s defense, I write the blog the way I talk, and I don’t speak proper English. 😉
She was a great teacher. Her lessons were always inspiring. To teach about points of view she read this book out loud to the class.
It’s way under the reading level of a 7th grader, but it’s a great example of how a story can be different depending on the point of view of the author. When she read the book she read it with “voices”. I can close my eyes right now and see her standing in front of my 7th grade class reading this story. To this day it’s my favorite children’s book.
When I found out I was pregnant with my first, my son Collin, I bought this book.
The other night he read it out loud to his sister. I wish I had a hidden camera in the room. It was one of those moments you have as a parent that just melts your heart.
Teachers are special people. Thank you Mrs. Sheriff for laying down the law and for instilling in me the love of a great story!
P.S. Thank you all for the birthday wishes! 33 ain’t so bad 😉 Love that English don’t you?! Don’t forget the Shaklee giveaway is open until Friday so there’s still plenty of time to throw your name in the hat!
we are the same age! i turned 33 in august! 🙂
and i agree about the pigtails
and i remember so well some of those lessons from special techers… i had a 6th grade teacher,mrs alpert, who i think was the first teacher i had that taught me to truly love language arts. we read the phantom tollbooth in there. but what i remember most is that she read aloud to us daily. number the stars is a book i will never forget that touched our whole class as she read it with such passion and so beautifully. i am tearing up now remembering… what a sap!
and i write like i talk, too- noting wrong with writing conversationally and understandably!