The Power of Thought

I started subbing for summer school last week. I had a 5th grade English Language class of 12 students. I was expecting Hisapnic names; but soon realized that I had an international class(well in their names only). Try these names on your tongue: Anahi, a girl, Zuri, a girl, Jafed, a boy, Hiringde, a boy who just wanted to be called Harry, thank goodness!

When I finally put a name to their faces. Now I could call on them easily. I only had one problem. Everytime I called on Jafed, I wanted to call him Jafar from Aladdin. I was really doing good until Thurs. While going over some language mechanics, I called Jafed, Jafar. There was no laughing or comments of any kind from the class only blank stares and confusion. I quickly apologized and to make him feel better, I said oh I'm sorry. I just had been watching Aladdin with my grandchildren (about 2 or 3 months ago). Jafed simply corrected me and class went on.

Never under estimate the power of of your thoughts!!!

Fireplace Owl

Well, here's a story that may make you laugh. One dark night, rather late, I might add. I was watching T.V. When all of sudden, I heard something rattling the fireplace doors. It continued for some time. I sat paralyzed with fright. I thought of all the possibilities as each one ran wildly through my head. Well,of course where else would these thoughts run? Anyway, I told myself that it was nothing and went to bed. The next night came. It got rather late and yes, once again , while I was watching T.V. the banging and rattling came from the fireplace. This time,with all the courage I could muster, I grabbed a flashlight and cautiously went to the firepalce and shined the light through the glass door. To my surprise two big round yellow eyes stared back at me just as scard as I had been. Oh my gosh! What should I do now? Well, of course, there was no question. Call Craig Luke, the verminator!! He'll save me and the baby owl. He came over quite quickly; surveyd the situation and asked for a plastic bag. Then gently he reached into the fireplace, grabbed the baby owl, ran to the front door and let the poor firghtened owl fly away.