I've been writing my blog maybe five months now. I'm still not always sure why I continue. I started, thinking I had all this great advice to pass on. I've made it through fifty five years fairly successful and unscathed without knowing a lot about anything. Thus my heading, "Living Life By the Seat of My Pants". Looking at it now, that seems a little presumptuous.
I stated at the very beginning I am not a writer. I will never pretend to be. I am a conversationalist (I hope that is a word); I love to tell stories, but, I do not have the patience to spend the time editing for perfect grammar and structure. I spend enough time just making sure I didn't leave out a word or two. And, thank goodness for spell check. I am a preschool teacher. I am more concerned with the alphabet, holding a pencil correctly, saying , "I'm finished" in place of "I'm done" (a pet peeve of mine), trying to get everyone home without anymore bruises than they brought to school, and most importantly, introducing a lifelong love of learning . Split infinitives no longer concern me a great deal. I don't like hanging prepositions, but I'm a Southerner; they will slip by me. I pretty much write as I speak.
I'm not sure where this adventure called blogging will take me, but I will continue to ramble, unedited, about Living Life. While everything I do is pretty much "by the seat of my pants", I've changed my heading to simply "Living Life". And, yes, it is a much blessed life.
I'd love to hear more about your work with pre-schoolers, Bonnie. How did you get into it? What do you love about it? What would you change if you could?
ReplyDeleteCharlotte thank you for your interest. I actually fell into teaching preschool by accident 21 years ago. I've been fortunate to work with two phenomenal Headmistresses. There is so much I love about teaching. Top of the list would be the children. They brighten the gloomiest day. Your last question takes more thought.
ReplyDeleteBottom line: I've truly got the best job in the world. At the end of the day, no matter what has happened, I get hugs and I love yous. AND, I get to play with paint and glitter.