More Juvenile Chapter books for you to check out!

Hello everybody!

I hope you guys are well.

My daughters and I have spent the summer reading non-stop and loving it.  We joined our library’s reading club and they kept a log for two months.  Once they were done and turned in the logs they were rewarded with a free book of their choice from the library.  My oldest chose “Big Nate Flips Out” by Lincoln Peirce and my youngest chose “Magic Animal Friends – Lucy Longwhiskers Gets Lost” by Daisy Meadows.

They also participated in keeping logs for their school district who teamed up with an indoor trampoline park called “Get Air.”  In exchange for the reading logs they were rewarded with a free one hour jump pass.  So far we’ve taken them once because the passes do have an expiration date and they had a BLAST.  They have two more passes coming up and they can’t wait.

I wanted to share more juvenile chapter book series that my youngest, she’s 7, has enjoyed so far.

the critter club The Critter Club by Callie Barkley was a huge hit.

She loved reading every single story from #1 to #17.

  Piper Green and the Fairy Tree by Ellen Potter

Two thumbs up for this series, which has 4 titles so far!  The next title is being released in September of this year.

Magic Animal Rescue by E.D. Baker

And last, but not least, Dino-Mike by Franco Aureliani

I had to help my daughter pronounce a few words, specifically the names of some dinosaurs in this series, which has 8 titles.  She hasn’t finished the series so far because some of the titles aren’t available, but she greatly enjoyed reading the ones that were.

I hope you guys have been enjoying a great and safe summer!

Take good care all!

Until next time…

 

 

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When Street Harassers Realize The Women They’re Catcalling Are Their Moms In Disguise

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I hope you guys are well.

I came across a PSA video on Huff Post Women that I believe needs to be shared immediately around the world because the message it’s trying to convey is done splendidly.  The video is sponsored by Everlast and I commend them for it.

View it here at Huff Post Women http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2015/01/26/street-harassers-realize-women-catcalling-moms-everlast_n_6549086.html (When Street Harassers Realize The Women They’re Catcalling Are Their Moms In Disguise by )

or here without English translation: http://www.silbaleatumadre.com/

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Take good care all.

Until next time…

I believe in…

…existentialism.

Hello everybody!

I hope you guys are well.

I live an existential life. I’m very comfortable and happy living that way. It’s one of the things that I’m a hundred and ten percent sure about. I learned in college, through literature, that you can simple believe in just living. It’s not very complicated. There’s no stress in that, hence why I quickly adopted it into my life. You choose the path you want to take. No one or nothing else chooses it for you. You live your life by making your own decisions and when an obstacle appears, you figure it out to the best of your knowledge or ability because it’s your life. When someone asks me, “What do you believe in?” I didn’t know what to say before in the past, but with years come wisdom. I’m now able to express what I believe in.

I believe in love. I believe in helping those in need, even when you don’t have a lot of money to your name. I believe in harming none. I believe in education. I believe in equality. I believe in happiness. And I believe in respect. Ultimately, I respect the beliefs of others, even when I’m ridiculed and made to feel as if I’m doing something wrong. I do get bullied and I do stay quiet, out of respect, which can be incredibly hard to do. But, once in a while, when I truly know that my words might get a benefit of the doubt, only then do I speak out and defend myself.

I live an existential life.

I believe that I’m living the life that I’m supposed to live because I’ve chosen that path.

I believe that no one has the right to say that their beliefs are superior to yours.

I believe in staying true to oneself because in there lies your own happiness.

“The truth will set you free.”

Maybe one day, I will be completely accepted, without any explanation, but for now all I can do is live my life, the way I choose to live it, existentially happy.

Take good care all.

Until next time…

 

How Common Core is Slowly Changing My Child

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A Letter to Commissioner King and the New York State Education Department:

I have played your game for the past two years.  As an educator, I have created my teaching portfolio with enough evidence so I can prove that I am doing my job over the course of the school year. I am testing my students on material that they haven’t yet learned in September, and then re-testing them midway through the year, and then again at the end of the year to track and show their growth. Between those tests, I am giving formative assessments. I am taking pictures of myself at community events within my district to prove that I support my school district and the community. I am teaching using the state-generated modules that you have created and assumed would work on all students, despite learning style, learning ability, or native language.   I am effectively proving…

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Time

Time

Every night before I said goodbye,

I would whisper in your ear, “Fight, please fight.”

As strongly as I could convey, I said,

“Don’t give up, you have to stay!”  I knew in

my heart that you needed time to heal, but

impatience was all everyone could feel.

We were speechless, confused souls roaming the

hospital halls.  Aching for the madness

to end and just pretend this wasn’t real,

but reality came crashing down hard

when you were given 24 hours

to live.  All resources were put to use.

Top meds, machines, prayers, thoughts, and even

a small tape recorder with little grand-

voices singing songs.  We pressed play and your

heart rate went up.  Tears streamed down your face and

the nurse said, “Please, turn it off.”  No matter

how small of a reaction you gave us,

seeing is believing and it meant the

world.  It meant that you were there and all you

needed was time.  Time to heal and time to

come back to us.

– Angelica Mercado

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Hello everybody!

I hope you guys are well.

I’ve been writing this poem in my head for a while now.  Every time I see my mom, I see a strong and brave woman.  I try to forget the pain that we all went through after almost losing her two years ago, but it’s really hard because I’ve never felt such raw, scary emotions before (she was given 24 hours to live at one point).  It was something shocking and definitely confusing.  I don’t ever want to feel that way again (fingers firmly crossed and I know I’m a bit delusional).  Some family members at that time were already saying their goodbyes in their heads.  The question, “Where do you want her buried?” was even spoken, quietly, but it was still asked.  I answered that question even though I didn’t want to.  I just wanted to know at what specific time my mother’s 24 hours began because that’s all she needed, TIME.  I wasn’t going to prepare myself to say goodbye.  That was the farthest thing in my head.  She wasn’t going to leave us or even her grandkids.  No way!  I knew she needed time.  In my opinion, time is needed for the medicine and the medical devices to do their jobs, but because she was on so many meds, “the best of the best”, according to the chief of the hospital, immediate results were expected.  Screw that!  Time is essential, plain and simple.  A few days later, I received a wonderful phone call from my sister who walked into my mother’s room and saw a marvelous sight.  My mom, propped up in her bed as alert as can be with her eyes beautifully opened.  That was the beginning of her journey to recovery.  With time, she was able to leave the hospital and enter a short-term rehabilitation center.  With much needed therapy, and yes, more time, my mom was able to leave the rehab and go back to her home.  Home sweet home where she’s the most happiest and back with us.

Take good care all.

Until next time…

DIY FELT BOW

Hello everybody!

I hope you guys are well.

I’m having fun with Jessica Jones’ paper bow template and this is definitely not the last post in which I feature this bow because I freaking love it and the fact that she made it and offered it to us all.  This time around I decided to make a bow out of felt.  I couldn’t resist buying this houndstooth pattern at AC Moore craft store.  I found it to be a bit sturdier than other felt squares and the reverse side is plain white making it perfect to trace, using the template, and cut it out without any problems.  I also used glue dots to secure the bow.

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I made this bow for my husband’s father’s day gift (a bottle of Jack Daniel’s Tennessee Honey Whiskey).  He loved both, but we all know which one he loves the most. 🙂  Cheers!

With the felt you can make these bows into hair bows by sewing a clip in the back or even attach them onto headbands!  The possibilities are endless, which is why this bow template is awesome.

http://howaboutorange.blogspot.com/2013/04/how-to-make-paper-bow.html

Take good care all.

Until next time…

A moment of silence and a cry to STOP!

Hello everybody!  I hope you guys are well.

I just want to take a moment and say that yesterday was a very sad day in Boston.  As news poured in and shocking images appeared online and on the TV, we could only watch with horror and wonder what kind of monster would do this to innocent people.  It rocks your mind and just doesn’t make any type of sense.  My heart goes out to EVERYONE.  May those who were lost, Rest In Peace, and their loved ones find solace with family members, friends, their community, and beloved memories.  May those injured, both emotionally and physically, my thoughts are with you and I hope with time you are able to recover.

Take good care all.

Until next time…