Back in the Day

If you know me at all you know that I am a great believer in our students at Lafayette High School.  I feel we have the best students.  I truly am lucky to work where the students know you by name and respect you enough to not go too far, but still feel they can talk to you and maybe try to pull a joke or two once in awhile. 

I loved school when I was young.  I don't know if it was because it came easy to me, I got to get off the farm to visit with my friends, or I liked the structure it created when I was at school.  I wasn't in any sports, (I sang in the choir) and I wasn't involved in speech, drama or any other extra curricular activities.  We only had one car and dad's pickup which he took to work.  There were six of us kids and it was too hard for mom to find ways to let us all be in things and how to get us there. 

My big thing each year was the homecoming game and dance afterwards.  The excitement was incredible and we all cheered our hearts out.  We had such pride when our teams won.
I remember also the liceum's that we got out of class for and believe me that was a big thing too. 


Back in the day, there were vocational classes we could take like carpentry, child care, food service........things like that.  This was for the students that weren't going to go to college and wanted to learn a trade.

I never got in trouble in school.  The only time I remember showing disrespect was when Mr. Ferguson my English teacher picked on me in class and asked me to say something in Spanish.  I just shook my head no and he said, "Come on, you must know something."   Well, I was quite embarassed by this time and I said something like somealaymatina or something like that...........smiles.  I was not his pet from then on that's for sure.  I hated being called on in class because I was shy around most people but my friends. 

I still remember being mean to a girl in elementary school.  Her shirt had ripped and my sister had given her a sweater to wear to cover it.  Now this girl was teased alot from the boys and girls alike.  I got mad at my sister for giving her the sweater and told her she was asking for nothing but trouble for helping that girl.  That she would get teased now too.  See how shallow I was back then?  I think that is why I am such a champion of "the underdog" now.  Trying to make up for that one mean moment?  No, really I think it is because now I can "stick up" for someone and I won't have to worry about my peers making fun of me or making my life miserable as well as the one they were teasing.

I to this day hate walking in anywhere late.  I would rather not go at all if that happens.  I am still shy around a large group of people or with someone I don't know well.  I am at my best when I am doing something for someone.  I like to feel needed I guess.  

Anyway, the whole point of this blog was to tell you how it was for me when I was younger.  I could write oh so much more but for now I will finish.

Is Life What you Make It?

I hope you know that I just write what ever pops in my head.  If you are looking for extremely intelligent  writing, this is probably not the place for you.

Today, it's is life what you make it?  Do you live life like there is no tomorrow?  What would you do differently today if you knew tomorrow was it and whatever you have done thus far would be the mold to what people made of you the day after tomorrow.

I was going to work this morning and I dont' know why but I think alot when I am driving.  I think it is because I am trapped in a small area and can't get up and do anything else......ha ha.

I told my boss today that I thought that if you are nice to people they will be nice back.  I still believe that.  I think if there is a crabby person no one wants to be around them.  But, if a person would of taken a little time to talk to them and make them feel like what they said mattered, both would end up feeling better.  

As for me, I always think something really bad must of happened to the "nasty" person to make them not like people.  Maybe a friend told a secret of the "nasty" person.  Maybe someone died and the "nasty" person didn't know how to handle it so he/she ended up hating god and everyone on earth besides.  Maybe they didn't have a optimistic attitude and were always a pessimist.   How do you change someone like that.  Do you just ignore them and let them go their own way?  Or do you make them feel like what they say means something?  

I know I for one find it hard to be around complainers, whiners, the poor me kind of people.  It sometimes brings me down.  I was told not to feed in to their ways.  LOL.  I don't usually, but believe it or not I am not Hercules and I can break down like the best of them. 

I have always been an optimist.  I always start the new day with a good attitude (unless I am dead tired and then I'm testy........grins).  Sometimes when I have a real bad day I can't wait until the next day comes so I can start over and make a better day. 

So in a nutshell, I had better find a way to make a bad day good because you never know when its your last one on earth.

Until next time.
Cindy