College

I am in term 4 of my return to college. I've been taking courses towards teacher licensure for nearly two years is what that means. I am tired. Wouldn't mind a break, but I'd never go back.

I don't know how I am getting everything done. My children are a strength, they're watching me and asking questions. I want to set a good example for them. I hope they don't quit when it gets rough, and that they try very hard to find something beautiful in the drudgery of adult life. There are so many wonderful little things. God give me the strength to look for excellent things and love simple joys.

I just want to read a book that isn't a textbook (I really love reading aloud to the kids right now!) and go to bed early consistently.

I HATE MY LAPTOP where endless papers are written.

Something borrowed

In reading Piaget, Vygotsky, Dewey, and Bruner as part of teacher education, I have to admit I'm pretty sure I spent much of my early adulthood (and currently...) dismally circling the drain with those 35% of high school graduates Piaget proposed were likely still struggling to embrace higher level thinking. I'm with Vygotsky on societal and cultural influences taking precedence in movement toward higher thinking, and I thank God for my life experiences and the bunch of nonconformists I've been privileged to know so far that have propelled me out of some of the drudgery of collective oblivion which plagues American culture.

It also occurs to me I need to shut up and go to bed. Night.