Susan Swicegood came over yesterday … we went out to eat together… Susan ordered a cocktail — so beautiful she said she was dedicating it to me as her Clemson photo to me!
I took a tiny sip but was ready to get to my favorite soup.
We left lunch and brought back all the new plants and flowers we picked up that Susan decorated for me …what a gift of such love !
St Patrick’s Day BouquetLavender and Purples
I am one lucky gal with family, friends who share and make my life brighter , and the “Susan Swicegood s” in my life who keep my light glowing with her re-creations of new planters and gorgeous multi- colored happiness , and suddenly I am “over the top ” with a new garden courtyard and an amazing new spectacle of beauty … due to all your sacrifice!
Susan didn’t leave until close to seven…. Susan please stay home tomorrow and sleep in and rest! I love you!
I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents
were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my
grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old
Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended
Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters
Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am
presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also
taught at the College of Charleston.
For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy
matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of
stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message
through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret
of success in teaching social studies is always in the story.
I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest
teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re
ripe you rot.”
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