Simple Sunday – Sometimes Words Take a While

It has been one of those weekends where Husband takes the boys out of the house on a fun adventure so I can stay at home and work on school work.  Good times.

So I had been struggling on my 500 word portfolio entry on where I am with the standard of effective teaching, making sure I could supply concrete evidence to support my assertions when the boys came home.

500 word.  They had been gone for hours.

I was feeling frustrated.  I also had one more 500 word portfolio entry to work on that I had not even started.

Carter came bursting through the door chatting about their trip to the nature center.  I spied on his shirt a small button and asked him what it said.  He informed me that he had found it in the parking lot and that I could have it.  I reached up to take it off his shirt, only reading it once it was resting in the palm of my hand.

Sometimes words take a while

Yes, yes they do.  Sometimes words take a while.  After a late lunch or an early dinner –whatever you want to call it – Husband and the boys left again, this time to go swimming at the Y.

I wrote on.  I am now finished with my 1,000 words, but they sure took a while!

If any of you know what this button is talking about, please let me know.  I am guessing it is a grammar thing regarding awhile vs. a while but I am too lazy to look it up.

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I am an elementary school teacher, a former microbiologist, a mom to a herd of two boys, and a grilled cheese sandwich and beer connoisseur.
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11 Responses to Simple Sunday – Sometimes Words Take a While

  1. Mary Ann says:

    To me it sounds like you were getting confirmation that you shouldn’t worry if it takes you a while to get something done! I feel that sometimes words take a while to come to me too. Maybe one of those pins will pop up for me somewhere.

    • shoes says:

      I think you are right. While I was working on my second entry, I was able to glance over at that button on my desk and it helped me feel better about my progress (or lack thereof).

      May one of these buttons find you when you need it!

  2. That button is for writers like you and I who perhaps have a bit of a block from time to time—I know I do. It’s funny, I’ve noticed that sometimes the very words we need to hear come to us just at the right time and from the unlikeliest of places.

    • shoes says:

      It sure did come from a very unexpected place! It was so random and came at just the right time. And I loved that Carter handed it over with a smile as if finding that perfect button was his plan all along.

  3. I think those words were meant to comfort you and there is no deeper meaning than that

  4. jensine says:

    As F.r. David once said “words don’t come easy .. to me ” … sometimes

  5. Love that kids consider what they find on the ground int he parking lot a treasure. Maybe we grownups should think that way sometimes, too. What an awesome delivery of an important message.

    • shoes says:

      My youngest especially considers all sorts of “things” he finds on the ground to be treasures. He has a rubber band and paperclip collection made up of wayward office supplies. He also is an expert at finding pretty rocks and twigs to add to the shelf by our front door. It is nice to see things through his eyes, to examine the shiny rocks and “treasures” simply just laying around.

      I loved his gift of this random button. 🙂 Thanks for dropping by and leaving a comment.

  6. I think the message of those words is just for you! What a true case of serendipity. 🙂 So happy you finished your essays, and so happy that button came your way!

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