Well, here I am again. I really can’t believe it, it all seems so unreal. I finally retired after 39 years of teaching. I never believed it would happen to me, I always used to say, “when I retire I am going to live in a beach house and write children’s books.” Here I am in the same house, (not a beach house) trying to get back into the swing of things. Actually, I already did a “quit draft” to this blog and already lost it because I didn’t save it, so I am trying again.
People often say to me “you should write a book,” but that just sounds like to much trouble. I just want to tell stories and hear your laugh. When and if you read my words, I can’t hear you laugh and that is a main purpose for me, to hear you laugh so I can laugh with you. Live, love, laugh.
When I look back at my teaching career, I remember many things. The best part was when I was teaching Kindergarten in Hawaii. I was the minority haole (pronounced how-lee, white girl, not Hawaiian), there were pros and cons to this job. Going to Waikiki beach every Saturday and Sunday morning to thank God for the opportunity to live there was absolutely the best perk. Everything was relaxed, calming, peaceful, no one knew what stress was. I know I didn’t. It was beautiful all the time. Even traffic was non-existent for me, there was traffic, it just didn’t bother me because I rode THE BUS, and for a measly $15 per month, I could go anywhere I wanted on the island with that pass.
Ok, I feel like I am babbling and I can’t hear you laughing so let me sign off and get some house chores done… thank you for your time, go laugh at something!