Yesterday Sunday was a metaphor of a mixed bag of feeling surprises- from gifts of face -cleanings.
Kaitlyn arrived Saturday and offered me a gift of face cleansing so my normal routine of putting on make-up was changed and make-up taken off and cleansed.
I felt like an inverted triangle with feelings spread out in every direction -with Kaitlyn and Tommy and Mandy joining in. A blessed day to a mother … my family….so blessed!
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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