I'm so special!

Yea! I got the job! In fact, I was asked to choose which job I wanted--how cool is THAT!!? No one gets that. I got to choose betwen 7th and 8th grade Englsih Language Arts, and 4-8 Special Ed. I chose Special Ed.

And then they said . . . .

You have to be here in four days for new teacher orientation and inservice begins three days after that.

Four days to move three hundred miles! Yes, three HUNDRED MILES! It was 70 bucks just for gas up there and back for the two interviews--that's seventy dollars each trip.

So, I'm flat broke. I have to pay rent for August here, but don't have that because I spent it on gas. Hopefully, they'll wait a couple of weeks. I don't have money to rent anything up there--not that there's anything to rent. They're building a coal powered electricity plant and everything has been rented and bought by people working on that. It's a very small place, evening population less than 800, and that plant has attracted a lot of people.

I'm praying to be able to borrow an rv and live in it for a couple of months--unitl I get paid on the Sept. 20. So what do I do with my stuff? I don't have a lot, but . . . . . If I sell it, I have some cash, not a lot. If I keep it, I need cash to store it. If I sell it I have NOTHING and have to start from scratch again.

I tell my son we're embarking on an adventure. How special is that?

I have found that I have a real friend in my mentor teacher. She's being wonderfully supportive. I'm very greatful to her!

Letter From Home

Letter From Home

There was a storm
Last night
Lightning and wind
Darkness rumbling through the air
Today, as I drove
Highway 9,
Ola to Morrilton,
I was seduced
Again
By blue sky
Like ocean plains
And clouds born of some artist’s brush
Casting shadows
On the hills
Painting the trees
Light green here
Dark green there
Rolling the hills
Back from the rice fields
Flooded with mirrors
A chicken house
Arthritic With disrepair
Its tin roof
Bleeding rust
A grain colored horse tail
Threshing flies
If I could see them,
They would glint
June Bug Green
Or Electric Blue
My eyes
And my heart
Were intoxicated
By the beauty
Of the everyday
Decay
And I thought of you
I am here
My feet on the ground
I am home
You should come home