Easter's Lilly

Saturday, June 16, 2018



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Wednesday, May 2, 2018

The Escape

So, I’m standing in front of my sweet little students … okay, so maybe they are not little, and not always sweet, but they are mine just the same. I am talking about Macbeth, as I normally do this time of year, and one of my sweet little babies, remember what I said about them - yawns. Yes, I said it. She yawned.

I teach 12th graders. Although you would think that all of my 35 students may be sitting there before me, waiting with baited breath for my next words, that is not the case. Truth be told, only five make it on time in the mornings, and only three of them really like me. One by one, the class arrives, late, later, and latest, and the last one carries in on her back an ENORMOUS attitude. Like, it’s my fault she is so late.

Now, I’m sure that you are wondering why I write what I write. I mean, my life is so fulfilling, what more could I want? The answer is simple. I travel in my books. I live in exotic mansions with beautiful men feeding me on a daily basis.  They cook, housekeepers clean, and I have a Chauffeur most of the time. I am tall and thin with radiant hair and eyes, and my life is full of drama as the men continuously fight over my virtue. Writing is my escape from the life I live to a life of wealth and fortitude. And if I don’t have time to write, my soul gets squishy, and I feel stifled. As a teacher, I often don’t have time to write, and as a result, my sunny disposition may possibly suffer a bit. Perhaps I might not get as upset if the whole class is late as I did today, or maybe I might have a little more tolerance as “senioritis” kicks in. Even so, my adorable little chitlins are counting on me to make a difference in their lives, and that is what I plan to do. 




I joke about my students from time to time, but I really do adore them all. Well, most of them. But my lesson learned is to always find your joy. Do not deprive yourself of gladness because you become too busy, and remember that when you are unhappy it spreads like a disease to those around you. So write the right story for you, and you will be surprised at how many people want to take the journey along with you.