As soon as I walked into her classroom, I felt at home. I'm not sure if it was the bright colors coming from the markers on the board - in gorgeous font - or the Mary Englebreit (whom I adore) posters adorning the walls. I quickly sat down with three of my friends and was welcomed into the classroom that would convince me I wanted to be a high school English teacher.
There were a few things I already knew about one Spring McKinney. She was adopting a baby girl from China, she assigned a big quilt project, and she had impeccable style. I loved English, and I had hopes that my love would only grow from this class and experience.
I've heard a lot of my students whine and say, "We learn the same things every year in English!" I agree that there is a typical run down of vocabulary, grammar, and reading comprehension, but when I was in Mrs. McKinney's classroom, it didn't feel that way. She took teaching and shaped it in her hands, making the outcome always exciting and different. I started looking at stories a new way. I fell in love with so many short stories and books. My life was altered by reading The Awakening and Welcome to the World, Baby Girl! These still are two of my absolute favorite books of all time.
I loved that I was able to start my day off in Mrs. McKinney's room. I loved taking literature and making it mine. Really owning it and analyzing the fine details. I wrote essays on quotes and symbols and authors...and I didn't mind doing it. I think that's the sign of an incredible teacher. The student becomes so immersed in the material, the richness of the class, the details of the language, that they don't even know they're learning. They're just living.
Much like I remember the first day I walked into Mrs. McKinney's room, I remember her telling me she was going to leave it. My friend, Caroline, and I were sitting in our Earth Science class when she asked to see us outside. She calmly told us she was moving to Birmingham, AL. Her husband had found an incredible job opportunity and took it. She promised to keep in touch and told us we could visit anytime we wanted to.
I was heartbroken, but Mrs. McKinney kept her promise. We exchanged letters, emails, phone calls, and then in the fall after she moved, Caroline and I were able to go out and visit her. Before I knew it, she had news that she was moving back. I was elated.
For several years, anytime I was home, I tried to visit Mrs. McKinney. I could tell her anything. I could ask her anything. Our bond from student/teacher had grown to a close friend/mentor-ship. Then, she up and moved on me again. I definitely cried that time.
I started this post a couple weeks ago during "Teacher Appreciation Week". I wanted to somehow thank the woman who has shaped my life and helped to mold me. I could tell you a million different stories about the times she has pushed me, helped me, supported me, taught me, and inspired me. I still call her to tease out my problems, ask advice, and get her opinion. She never lets me down. The mark she has left on my life is one that will forever shape me...because she believes in me...I believe in myself.
There's a quote from Tuesdays with Morrie that always reminds me of Mrs. McKinney...so I close with those words:
"Have you ever really had a teacher? One who saw you as a raw but precious thing; a jewel that, with wisdom, could be polished to a proud shine?" (I have...)
~Mitch Albom
"Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity." -Gilda Radner
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
Sunday, May 3, 2015
4 Month Weight Check In
There is a small canvas on my bedroom dresser that reads, "She Believed She Could, So She Did." My friends Emily and Carrie gave it to me years ago. Last September, my friend, Casey, gave me a set of three rings with the inscription reading the same words. Those words have been my mantra for the past four months. It's been a long, long, long journey...and I know it's just the beginning of the marathon. I'm just warming up. Because I believe I can...so I'm going to do it.
April was overall successful. There is something about the spring time that fills me with a sense of renewed hope. I embrace the warm weather and love feeling the sun on my skin. I think starting a diet...healthy lifestyle...in January is good - start of the year and all - but it's so depressing with the cold weather. I was eagerly anticipating this change of season.
I hit a MAJOR milestone this month with reaching the THIRTY POUND MARK. When I stepped on the scale and saw that number...I was relieved. Honestly. More than excited, I was just relieved that I was able to get to that mark. It gave me a sense of hope that I could continue to soldier on. I am overall 6 lbs down this month. I'm happy with the number, though I wanted it to be closer to 10. I know that I'm at the point where I'm probably not going to be hitting the "big" numbers each month. In the beginning, losing 12 lbs in a month was incredible, but I am realistic that those numbers are not going to be here every month.
Some Thoughts:
April was overall successful. There is something about the spring time that fills me with a sense of renewed hope. I embrace the warm weather and love feeling the sun on my skin. I think starting a diet...healthy lifestyle...in January is good - start of the year and all - but it's so depressing with the cold weather. I was eagerly anticipating this change of season.
I hit a MAJOR milestone this month with reaching the THIRTY POUND MARK. When I stepped on the scale and saw that number...I was relieved. Honestly. More than excited, I was just relieved that I was able to get to that mark. It gave me a sense of hope that I could continue to soldier on. I am overall 6 lbs down this month. I'm happy with the number, though I wanted it to be closer to 10. I know that I'm at the point where I'm probably not going to be hitting the "big" numbers each month. In the beginning, losing 12 lbs in a month was incredible, but I am realistic that those numbers are not going to be here every month.
Some Thoughts:
- I still love yoga. It's a lot easier than it used to be. I was able to hit this one pose that I had been working on a couple weeks ago and was pretty stoked.
- After yoga, the Y usually has a class called "P20". It's 20 minutes cardio, 20 minutes weights, and 20 minutes core work. It is intense. Like, what have I done to myself intense. BUT, I love the feeling afterwards. It's a rush to make it through the whole class!
- I anticipate trying to walk a little more this month outside. It's finally pretty and warm again. There's been so much rain the past few weeks that walking really hasn't been an option, but as the sun stays out, hopefully I will too.
- Smaller portions have been something I've focused on. Not necessarily on cheat day (ha!), but throughout the week.
- The network of support I've gained in this journey has been incredible. Living in a small community, several of my students have been in my workout classes. Where as that might be a little awkward to some, I embrace it and let them cheer me on as I sweat it out!
Hopefully May will continue to be a good month. I really want to reach my 40 lb goal by the end of the month! Thank you for reading, thank you for supporting me, and thank you for all your kind words of love and encouragement!
WEIGHT LOSS THIS MONTH: 6 lbs
OVERALL WEIGHT LOSS: 32 lbs
GOAL FOR MAY: 8 lbs (overall 40)
I don't usually take pictures of myself. I had a hard time finding a "before" pic that showed how heavy I felt before this journey. The picture on the left is from my sister's wedding in October. The picture on the right is one I snapped before prom a week ago. I think I can finally see a little bit of a difference!
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