Strange how I now look forward to comments on my writing. I really never thought I would care what others thought about my writing. It does matter to me. I love hearing if my writing has in anyway touched each and everyone of you. I love that I have followers. This is the leader in me. I want people to follow me. I want to be the leader, always have and always will. I have such a difficult time trying to be a follower. I wish that I could, I want to be like others, but then my right mind hits me and I am being bossy and getting things done. I have always told people that I feel as if I have two distinct personalities in one body. I have my type A, need to be the leader, get stuff done and be organized. I have always been an organizer. When I was one, I was "rangin up my grandmothers cupboards". Still each day I spend arranging papers into piles before I can grade them. I organize all my extra crayons by color in seperate containers. I spent an hour today, "rangin up my classroom" for parent conferences starting tomorrow. Now for the other side: I am really creative. I am not bragging, I am really creative. I am artsy and I get the whole color combo thing, I have made over 150 scrapbooks, I have made and taught basketmaking and I love to doodle and my bulletin boards are by far the best in the school and the ones that are changed most often. How can a person keep one bulletin board for the entire year????
I change my house around all the time, I change my classroom configuation much to the janitors shagrin on a biweekly basis. Basically I hate to have the surrounding stay the same. That is not to say that they are not neat and organized however. I feel like my two sides fight a great deal of the time. Oh, to wear mismatching clothes in a carefree style, nope not gonna happen. I can not bring myself to mix my red clothes with my blue clothes in the wash.
So today the organized teacher let the kids paint their Arizona topigraphical maps. I carefully let them use, brown then blue then green paint. Make your maps in an orderly manner. Amazing as it was not one child was upset that we did these masterpieces in a systematic manner. The care that they took to make their maps look like we had talked about was amazing. I was in heaven. Creativity with order...... Life was in balance today.
creativity with order...
ReplyDeletei like it. that pretty much sums me up, angie. i could have written this post. uber organized, love to clean and tidy, move things around and rearrange often, and yet struggle to let my creativity run free. free means mess, you know. it is a battle, isn't it?
i, too, discovered that i care what people say about my blog. i started it for family, but then i couldn't get enough comments or followers. some days i have to tell myself...quit looking at the numbers. numbers don't mean importance. but again, i'll check 'em tomorrow!
OK, I've heard of organized, but not mixing your red and blue clothes in the wash? How many loads does that mean you have to do in a week? Tom says I'm organized......but you're over the top!
ReplyDeleteLove reading your blog. Keep it going.
Hi Angela Marie,
ReplyDeleteLook forward to your writings. But as your Dad would tell us you need to us your dictionary. Check out your spelling of the type of boards you change so often.
Love you- Mom