You Gotta Fight For Your Right....

...to PARTAY!!!  According to the Beastie Boys, this is what we should be fighting for, and my little Reese's Pieces LOVES this song!  But I want to talk about another fight today....

Here is the rhetorical question for the day...Don't you just love when life picks you up, beats the living crap out of you, slams you on the floor and against the wall, and keeps throwing sucker punches every time you try to catch your breath?  Yep!  It's my favorite thing in the world, too!  <statement made while dripping with sarcasm>  But I do know that from those bruises, cuts, and wounds comes healing.  The kind of healing that blesses us over and over again IF we allow God to be our doctor...so to speak.  He is the ultimate Healer, right? 

We all have scars...some on the outside...some on the inside, but those scars are there to make us stronger.  Maybe they are visible reminders to keep us from repeating past mistakes....maybe they are invisible in order to help us pull from their strength to come to the aid of others. 

I do know that  a very good friend of mine has had to endure more pain than anyone should.  I love her to death, and I know God is working in her life.  It will be a long, slow road to recovery, but God will lay His healing hands upon her and make her stronger than she ever thought possible.

All I ask that you do today is to pray for someone who needs that inner strength right now....you never know how much you will help them! 

Proverbs 3: 5-6

TAKS - Draws a Hard Vaccuum!

For the past few weeks, I have been digging in my heels, gritting my teeth, and clenching my jaw in fruitless efforts to produce excellent writers in my sophomore class.  Or have they been fruitless?  There are a few diamonds in the rough, but all they need is a little spit and maybe some elbow grease to make their writing illuminate from the paper.  I have to give credit to 95% of them for at least trying to write a personal narrative essay on some generic topic the state produces.  It is about as much fun as having food poisoning or watching grass grow.

Today is the scrimmage for the ELA TAKS test.  I want to believe with all my heart that my kiddos will do well because I believe through all the blood, sweat, tears, and laughter, my hard-knocks way of coaching will pay off!!!  I know these tests are boring and suck, but they are essential in order to see where our focus needs to be before D-Day....March 7. 

No matter what...I will be proud of them for completing the marathon test without passing out!!!

Carpe Diem,
Brandi