kid congress.

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my grandson, Jackson (in the green shirt and shorts)

who loves

people, animals, kindness, dancing, laughing, and tacos

has become a part of a new kid congress

a group springing from the legacy of

 ‘kid president’

(who has now grown into a young man)

with a mission to show

that kids can help to change the world for the better

thank you to kid president for passing the torch

 giving more kids the opportunity to bring good to the world

i couldn’t be prouder of these little people with gigantic hearts.

(if you have two minutes, use the link below to meet the new congress)

https://www.facebook.com/plugins/video.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FKidPresident%2Fvideos%2F482365435733994%2F&show_text=0&width=560

“children are the living messages we send to a time we will not see.”  

John F. Kennedy, 35th President of the United States

 

 

credits: kidpresident.com, soul pancake

losing it.

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(not me, a reenactor, but we do have similar pj’s and hair)

many moons ago

when i lived a very busy life

single-mother, college, 2 jobs

I had family and friends over

to celebrate my daughter’s graduation.

the day started early

 somehow everything came together

the party went well

my divorced parents got along

none of the food burnt

the cake turned out

everyone was pretty happy.

as the day wound down

there were just a couple of guests left

who wanted to stay to watch

the very end of a championship basketball game 

we expected it would wrap up very quickly.

what are the odds 

it broke records and went into triple overtime?

at a certain point

I could no longer stay awake

and tried the usual methods to end the day

yawning, cleaning up, sighing, talking about tomorrow

finally it was so bad

that I put my pajamas on and laid down on the floor

 the game continued

 the guests continued

at last there was a win and we said our goodbyes. 

the next day,

I woke up went to work,

went to my class,

went to my other job

where my friend thanked me for a nice party.

I went on and on about how exhausted I was

due in part to these late guests

who just did not get the hint

that I needed to sleep

no matter what I said or did.

she nodded sympathetically

as I dramatically reenacted the entire end of the night

she listened quietly

until I finally had it out of my system and was done

and then she said,

“beth, that was us.”

epilogue:

we still are good friends and continue to laugh about it all these years later. 

 I am still not a good late-nighter and have a foggy memory.

“the guest who outstays his fellow guests loses his overcoat.”

~ chinese proverb 

 

 

 

 

 

image credit: littlejayz/huffington post

the teacher is the learner.

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what an honor and a pleasure

it was

to have spent two days 

with intelligent caring educators from many places 

coming together 

to

share, discuss, question, wonder, listen,

learn from each other

about leading

 respectful, compassionate, joyful, creative, curious, playful, democratic classrooms

for young children

where they begin

to discover and grow a love of learning

about the world near and far

every experience

preparing them for what is beyond

this comforting place

they call school.

 

“the limit of your present understanding

is not the limit of your possibilities.”

-guy finley