Lessons in Teaching

Yesterday I was that guest teacher in High School...remember that one? The one that sweated (profusely), rambled on, and forgot to tell you significant things about what was going on? I remember being in HS and thinking..."What is this person's problem, why are they so nervous?"

I am teaching an art unit in a Spanish Four class. We are taking a Spanish masters work and translating into a tile mosaic stepping stone. Pretty fun, but I was a wreck trying to explain this to them. I can't really remember what I said to them. they were great though, although I think it was more that they love their teacher who is a good friend of mine, so I will take what I can get!

Anyway, I better step it up, take a DEEP breath, or else I am screwed!

Pray for me, I really hope this goes well, I love doing these projects.

In other news at the Hart residence, Climbing season is here for the moment and we are ready to be outside in some moderate temperatures. That means ski season is over which is weird for here. Who knows we could easily get a lot more snow!

Hope all are well, drop a comment if you have any funny teaching stories. I would love to commiserate!

Adios,

Lucia

Little inspirations

I love my half-time job! I work in a first and second grade classroom as a Paraprofessional, which means I help teach reading groups. I am always inspired and constantly amused at these little guys and their personalities. It is so fun.

So one of my little second grade boys always says, "Well, I am an artist you know."

This makes me laugh every time to hear his high little voice in my head saying this with such child like conviction.

I have been repeating this over and over this week as my mantra.

I have always been in the closet about my artiness. I can hide no longer!

I used to look at artsy girls (see bellaartgirl for examples of beautiful, cool, artsy types) and I was sure they were too smart, creative, and self assured for me. I was so intimidated.

People have often asked me, "Oh, are you an artist?" and my reply is always, "Well, I enjoy art." So, I will just keep repeating my mantra to myself, until I can easily say "Yes", without sweating too much, when someone asks me that question. =)

Letting Go

How do you let go? When do you step in? and when do you step aside? These are questions I am wrestling with.

Am I doing my best? Am I working as hard as I can to be a good mom? Doubts are the hardest for me. They run through my mind over and over.

They are so precious to me and I feel so blessed to be a part of their life...Being a mom is hard!

Good Morning

Good morning friends!

Happy first day of March! My sister in P-Town said her crocusses where blooming! That means spring. Here, well, I have cut tulips on the kitchen table that I bought at the grocery store! The only other sign of spring is it is above zero! Yeah!


We are all doing great here. Today B is going snowshoeing in Grand Teton National Park for school. When I get home sick I will think of that!



I took some pictures of my kitchen and the view from the upstairs window. We aren't fortuneate enought o see the grand from our house, but we have some pretty hills to look at, so it will do!

My parents came to visit for a few days and that is always fun. It does still get lonley here in the middle of the country, So we love it when people from Oregon come! Start planning that trip Heather T!

I was thinking again about God's grace and the ripples it has caused in our lives. We are finally really plugged into a church that we love and making some really great friends.

I keep wondering where I and my family would be if I hadn't said yes, hesitently, to Jesus way back in 8th grade? All the amazing blessings I wouldn't have seen, or I would have said it was by chance or fate!

Knowing me and my propensity to want to try EVERYTHING I can tell you for sure I would have many deep regrets (more than already exsist) and many experiences I don't need.

Just some thoughts on the power of God's mercy.

Lucia