I can’t believe my two week break is over. Waaaaa.
The good news? Murphie is sleeping through the night now so I won’t be as tired. As long as I take my nap during math or language arts tomorrow, I should be okay.
I’m here to tell you I’m a drama queen. I don’t know if you could already tell, what with the tears and snot about returning to a job I absolutely love and actually consider more of a hobby.
I love drama. As in THE THEATER, not drama that ensues on reality TV shows that I need to rewind and replay and ask, “Did she really just say that? Holy crap, she did!” (Okay, I love that kind of drama, too, as we all know.) My mom and dad actually met through drama in high school. Or actually on summer vacation through their high school. Or was it through summer stock theater in Colorado? I don’t know. I know the play was called The Drunkard because that is entirely wholesome high school material and totally appropriate.
Anywho, their love for drama meant that they started a drama ministry in every church we went to growing up. And my sisters and brother and I always got to play the kids in all of the plays. The acting bug was hereditary or something. Destined to be stars, ya know.
And then when I was in junior high and high school, I always tried to take drama as an elective. That is, when I wasn’t taking some kind of creative writing course pretending that I could be a novelist. Or when my nose wasn’t buried in a book. Or when I wasn’t preoccupied with boys. It just depended on my schedule, obviously.
Now my love for drama has transferred to my classroom in a center. I have to thank my friend Christina because she had the idea first, and then I had to copy her like I always do. Although you could use it for anything, really. Language Arts. Fluency. Read to Someone. Go Sit In the Corner and Read This – I’m Tired. Anything.
It is THE FAVORITE center EVERY SINGLE YEAR.