When obsessions are 40 years old, it’s time to wonder why. Okay, maybe figuring this out is overdue.
Category Archives: personal
A Year in A Life: IFS
An Islamic school with a strict Vice Principal. A laid-back, liberal teacher that is popular but uncensored. Of course it didn’t work.
The Burst Bubble: First-Year Teaching
Getting your first job right after college is scary. Who will hire someone who has no experience outside of internship or student-teaching? One just spent 4 years (or more) preparing for a job and now it’s up to that person to get the job. And it isn’t always easy. So, when I had a chanceContinue reading “The Burst Bubble: First-Year Teaching”
Student-Teaching: Creating the Bubble
Most teachers have someone in their childhood or teens that inspired them to take the same walk in life–to the front of the classroom. I honestly didn’t like my teachers at all, except for my 1st-grade teacher, who was also my mother’s friend (see blogs #2 and #3), but even her I wasn’t too keenContinue reading “Student-Teaching: Creating the Bubble”
Hell on Earth: Anxiety Disorder
The therapist glared at me as I cried my usual mincing tears, and he suddenly snapped, “Stop crying! You’re not sad. You’re angry.” Surprising myself, my simpering stopped immediately and I matched him glare for glare. It’s so much easier to be angry. Was he right? I had been angry all along? At what, exactly?Continue reading “Hell on Earth: Anxiety Disorder”
Ghost Hunt #2: The Jail of Horror
As we prepared to leave Houston (Willowbrook area) to go to Hallettsville, TX, approximately 2 hours away, I turned to my sister with my heart pounding and said, “I have a bad feeling about this.” Usually my bad feelings lead to some disaster and I wasn’t happy. She turned to me with her trademark smirkContinue reading “Ghost Hunt #2: The Jail of Horror”
About Me Part Three
She did what? I remember it, which is strange since my memory is like an elusive, wild animal with a will of its own and a teasing nature. The first home I had was in a modest Chicago suburb called Maywood, which has since sunk into something more like despair and poverty. It’s a shame,Continue reading “About Me Part Three”
About Me Part TWO
James L Nelson The L initial in James L Nelson stands for nothing. James didn’t have a middle name, so he produced a letter because people always ask. It tells you greatly about James that he only chose an initial when he could have had a full name. By the way My mother shaped myContinue reading “About Me Part TWO”
About Me Part ONE
Elfriede J. Nelson To understand who you are, you must dive into the past and understand where you came from. What can I tell you about me? I started to write my memoirs, and found myself writing about my mother, with my father to be the next chapter. It was a long prologue to myContinue reading “About Me Part ONE”
And Yet...She Persisted 