Mama On The Move

This morning Katie was standing in the middle of the living room looking like she was deep in thought. She sighed, “I’m going to be twenty years old in three months.  I’m not sure I’m okay with that.” “I’m going to be fifty-five in two months,” I responded dryly. “Yeah, I’m okay with that ,” she chirped.

Because school has been cancelled for the entire rest of the academic year, the school where I work has decided to post pictures of the teachers on the school website. Each of us will be holding a sign with one word on it.  When all of our pictures are in order, the words will form one long paragraph of encouragement to the students. Representing my importance to the school, my word is "the".  I'm only a part time teacher, and I'm new.  I certainly wasn't going to be given the word "didaskaleinophobia". So here it is: Give me a little word - I'm going to make it in BIG letters!