Grateful Friday

I'm grateful for my students.  One of my hard ones moved away and I feel a little conflicted about it, because I did really like him.  On the other hand, man, my life got easier.  My little group is easy and pleasant and I enjoy them.

I love picking them up from specialties and having the teacher gratefully tell me they were good instead of last year when the specialty teacher would look at me with crazy eyes and want me to just take them away.

I'll enjoy this year while I have it.

And also, they make me laugh.  Yesterday dentists came up.  (When I say we talk about everything I'm not kidding.)  They all told me about their dentists.  I asked, "Do you get a prize for no cavities?"

They all get prizes either way.  Hmph.  I said, "Where's the motivation?"

One girl considered that and said, "By Winco."

So I guess we could add motivation to the list of vocabulary words.

It is Career Day in a few weeks.  They dress up as the career they want.  One boy said, "So it is basically another Halloween?"

I guess.  Depends on what you want your career to be.

One girl said, enthusiastically, "I know what I'm going to be for veterinarian day, a welder!  Because my dad is a welder."

Instead of unpack that sentence, I just gave an equally enthusiastic reply.  "Sounds great!" 

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I'm grateful for Adam.  Braeden asked me how the empty nest was again and I said, "Wonderful!"

He said, "Maybe we should boomerang there next."

I would not be sad about that.

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I'm grateful to live in Utah.  I love the mountains and the blue skies.  I love being close to my college kids.  I love that my fellow teachers and I chat about our church callings. I love that when I was at physical therapy and we were talking about my voice (and the fact that I still sound like I belong in a casino, having been an enthusiastic smoker all my life) and I brought up the fact that I'm speaking in stake conference, we had a whole conversation about it.

He wanted to know what my talk was about and he told me about a recent Saturday night stake conference talk he had heard and he reassured me that at least the Saturday evening session is not as well attended as the Sunday session.

(Which is true, but all the Saturday evening people are listening...)

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I'm grateful my voice is improving.  Finally!  Yesterday one of my students said, "Hey! You sound better!"