10 years ago...and 10 years later...

10 years ago I was 17 and a Senior in high school

10 years ago I sat at FPD and listened to the announcement that our free nation was under attack

10 years ago I cried when I saw a man (a father, a brother, a son) fall from a twin tower

10 years ago I watched a nation come together in the fight against terror

10 years ago I celebrated when our President George Bush said "Every nation in every region now has a decision to make. Either you are with us, or you are with the terrorists." and "Whether we bring our enemies to justice or bring justice to our enemies, justice will be done."

10 years later I am teaching Seniors in high school

10 years later I sit at home and listen to recounts of that fateful day and am still in shock

10 years later I cry when I see the images replayed and when I think of all who have fallen

10 years later I watched a nation rejoice when Bin Laden was taken down

10 years later I celebrate our freedom and our resilience as a country

10 years ago or 10 years later I will always be proud to be an American.

9.11.01

{Let's Start Over...}

I'm Lindsay. And this is my blog. And I have neglected it for over a year.

I did, however, start another one - Teaching in the 915.

It's about my teaching escapades. But I haven't written on that one since April.

So, I have decided that I was start over with my blogging ventures. Hopefully, Ill be more successful since it is summer and for the next 2.5 months I am pretty FREE to do WHATEVER I WANT! I cannot even tell you how exciting I am about that!

This past school year whooped my butt. I got my own classroom so I thought it was going to be easier than floating like I did last year but I was wrong. This year was more emotionally exhausting than physically.

I had a rare bunch of kids - convicted criminals, only-spanish-speaking, kids whose parents are in jail (for murder, yikes!), repeats and threepeats, 18 and 19 year old freshmen, and kids who live on their own and somehow come to school everyday. I had military kids, black, white, hispanic, and asian kids. I had kids who couldn't read or write. I had some kids that I only saw once in a while because they were absent almost everyday. I had drug dealers, drug users, and drug smugglers. I had thieves, attempted murderers and liars.

I am tired. So needless to say....

.... I am super excited about this summer! I have lots of plans, lots of people to see, lots of traveling and I CAN'T WAIT!!!!

HAPPY SUMMER 2011!!

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