I am ready to revive the One Room Schoolhouse.
Teacher, counselor, disciplinarian, principal, and superintendent...
Those are my middle names. Those are my adjectives....
Those are my personalities that meet me in the early waking hours, converse with me on the weekends, and unwind with me in the evenings.
This cool weather brings back memories of early morning classes in my home, with my own two sons.
The heat would kick on to take the chill off the house as the sun begrudgingly rose over the city.
Once we put away our math manipulatives, we made hot chocolate and wrapped ourselves in our chairs, for reading.
By the end of the science projects, it was time for playing in the leaves, while I started dinner and prepared for that day's behavior training student to arrive.
If I found an old abandoned barn, made it cozy (with indoor plumbing), don't you think parents would send their children to The Classic School of MAZ?
And because of Squatters Rights, couldn't I eventually own the barn?
My students would receive
Fine and gross motor development
age appropriate academics
education in their learning styles while strengthening the weaker learning styles
Vocational skills as well as college preparatory academics
Hard and soft workforce skills
....these successful individuals
And MAZ in her fashionable little black dress
Would be a dream come true...