The One Where I Said, “Over My Dead Body”

Coffee-mate says, “you keep on saying that, but I do not think it means what you think it means”. Four little words that mean so much, just not what I would expect them to mean. In fact when I say them, they end up happening:

After my divorce, I said, “Over my dead body will I marry again” (But I did and Coffee-mate is truly the greatest man I have ever met)


After finding the love of my life, I said, “Over my dead body will I have another child” (But I did and half-a cup is an amazing daughter)


After visiting Idaho for the first time, I said “Over my dead body will I move to Twin Falls” (Here I am, living here for three years.)

After beginning my life long dream of becoming a teacher, I said “Over my dead body will I work as a middle school teacher”

Sooooooo…….. (do you think you know what I am going to say?) 

Hold that thought……

This last year, my confidence in becoming a teacher has grown. I cannot wait to have a classroom of my very own. To be able to instill knowledge into the minds of children has me very excited to finish my Bachelors Degree at Idaho State University. I have learned so many new things that I can implement in the K-8 classroom. I know how to apply a few of the things in Kindergarten, yet I immediately think of ways to implement them in a secondary education facility. I often wonder how it would work with older children….. how much fun it would be to flip a classroom, or complete lectures on books that I have read and pass on my love for writing…. (WAIT, WHAT??)

Early this year, I had the pleasure of meeting Molly Olson Venzke, author to the book Caged No More which became a movie in 2016. My heart broke at the things I heard about human sex trafficking here in my own community. She began to speak of the hope that a organization that she is working with provides, Trafficking Hope. One of things they are doing is providing education for young men and women to stop it before it happens, by knowing the warning signs of human sex trafficking to help yourself as well as your classmates. They are also empowering teachers to reach out to their students too! (ya know the older ones)…

This last month, a young boy was killed in a drive by shooting in our community. The news drove deeply into my heart, I have not cried over someone I did not know like that, EVER! I could not help but think of what is happening in today’s schools. I could not help but wonder if there is any hope left for our young people. All I could do was cry, and pray.

And then….I just knew….At that moment….I  realized….

I want to work with these young men and women. This is where I belong.

As I go into the teacher education program at Idaho State University, I will be focusing on obtaining a position as a Middle School English/Language Arts teacher. There will be no change in my course schedule as the certificate I will gain from the State of Idaho will allow me to teach in grades K-8. If you think about it, it really makes a lot of sense. I love to write, I love to read, and I have a passion for tweens. How could I not see this before? (I guess the thought crossed my mind, yet the words… over my dead body usually followed shortly after).

I am through the roof, beyond ecstatic for this change in my journey! I have not really been able to think of much outside of the thought. I just could not wait to share it with you all!!

a latte of sparkles & giggles until next time….

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