Dallas
Only a few days away. I can't wait. Hopefully it will be a fun get away. A getaway from the toils of sorry excuses and monotony. I need break. Today, Milam needed me to come in to be a P.E. teacher. I had a pretty good time. Some of the children gave me that feeling like no matter what I did, nothing would help them. I guess it is kind of that old saying, "you can't help those who don't help themselves." The would not listen to instructions, would not take my advice, would not tell me what was the matter, etc... But then again, what can one really expect from 4,5, and 6 graders. I mean honestly. Maybe I have just gotten used to the maturity level of highschoolers. Sometimes, I feel like I learn more from the students than I could ever teach them. Ultimatly, I guess it all comes down to one thing. I really want to help people. Many people claim they want help but refuse it when it is offered freely and in abundance. Well, I guess that sometimes that is just the way life goes. Maybe I have helped someone along the way...Hopefully. P.S. I get to see Labron James play on my birthday (but I really hope the Cavs get beat. Go Dirk Nowitzki, oh yeah and the rest of the mavs.)