Recently, Slade Cozart let us peek into his musings at work. See "A Glimpse..." on www.cozart.org. This MAC computer won't let me make a cool link... although Apple computers are great, yada, yada...
If you are curious, or even if you're not... my mental Friday ritual is pretty much the same at the end of each work week. I'm already pumped because I get to wear tennis shoes, jeans, and my Ashworth T-shirt. I plug through the day, attempting to give it my all and finish the week well, despite being dog tired... and then, 3:20 comes around. The most beautiful bell (the 3:20 bell) in the whole world. "Bye Ms. Moore, Bye Ms. Moore.." - I notice a few kids fighting outside and don't really care at this point. I pretend not to see... and my mind automatically reverts to a few rounds of the Hallelujah Chorus! I power walk to the office to check my box one more time, mosey back to my room, straighten up, work for about an hour and try not to speed all the way home, grateful for God' s grace over another week, grateful for 2 whole days off, ready for a fat nap, thinking about wedding shower cupcakes that I need to make, but just thankful, sleepy but thankful... and still singing the Hallelujah chorus.
4 more weeks, teachers. Ryan Bebee? Carolyn Butts? Michael Stone? Am I forgetting anyone?
Seniors? Counting down? Joey Moore is about to graduate from Garland High and head to Camp Buckner and then to Master's College (Johnny Mac's school). You better believe she's counting down.. and taking like 12 AP tests (brains of the family).