An Outreach Program of MarineParents.com
It's one of the first words we teach our toddlers. "Bye!" We look at them in someone else's arms--- a grandparent, day care worker, parent- and smile and wave, teaching them to prepare for a transition that life will reteach them many times will never look the same as it does to a baby.
My Marine was my last kiddo-- the third--and was six weeks premature (even though he was nearly 8 lbs) so he was, needless to say, a Mama's boy. He was the leg-clinger at daycare, the…Continue
I don't know about any of you, but when I was the 20 year old mom of a brand new baby boy, the hospital sent me home with blankets, bottles, even pacifiers and diapers, but somehow failed to give me an instruction manual on what to do with this wrinkly, crying, pooping bundle of joy. Fast forward 20 something years later, throw two more kids in the mix, and somehow they all managed to come out of childhood in one piece, relatively unscathed....purely by miracles, accident and God's…Continue
My late grandmother was quite a character. It took a few years to recognize what would later be diagnosed as dimentia. At first, we just thought she was, well...being HER. She had a story about and for everything. Most of the time talking about people who we had no IDEA who they were, yet she yammered on about them as if they were sitting in the room with us and we should know everything about them. If you made the mistake of asking who they were....these people in her stories....she'd go…Continue
I've never been the quiet type. Just ask any of my former teachers. I was the kid who could never shut up. My mom swears I started speaking in full sentences by the time I was 9 months old, and she has spent the last 40, er, hmmm.. 30+ years trying to get me to STOP talking.
I talk for a living. To seven year olds, which leads to interesting conversations, but it's talking nonetheless. I'm pretty sure I got the gift of gab from my late father, who, bless his soul, never met a…Continue
I recently was teaching my 2nd graders (or attempting to) a method of multiplication. Now before you ooh and ahh over how I must be SOME fantastic teacher to get 2nd graders to do multiplication know that only about 3-4 out of my 21 are currently ready for it, about 5-6 I was exposing to it and the rest had me ready to beat my head against a brick wall for even mentioning it! (I didn’t write the curriculum for the state….but that’s a whole ‘nother story!)
It occurs to me, scrolling through the site lately, that we have a lot of people new to this. Not so long ago, that was me. I don't even remember how I stumbled on this site as my son was a poolee, preparing to leave to MCRD. And, it seems like a lifetime ago. Looking at all the posts from those who are walking in the same shoes I donned not so long ago, it occurs to me that perhaps it's a good time to state some of what we who already learned it, think of as 'the obvious.'. The trouble…Continue
This is the time of year, as a teacher, I go nuts. Besides horrible behaviors that seem to rear their ugly heads in the Spring, this is also the time of year I have to try to teach 7 year olds to write. Not the physical act of writing, as in forming letters and sentences, but producing written pieces. I LOVE to write. I write almost daily--its theraputic. I do not remember how I learned to write, just as I don't remember how I learned to read--but I know my writing skills were developed…Continue
As a teacher, I get a lot of apples. So much so my first few years of teaching, I refused to buy apple decorations or anything apple related in protest! (So now parents give me Starbucks cards...me, who doesn't drink coffee at all...but that's a whole 'nother subject!) However, lately I have changed my mind about apples. And I am here to tell you, everything you need to know in life, you can learn from an apple. (Well, okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a little...you be the judge.)Bare with…Continue
Today is 6 months to the day that I bid my son a tearful goodbye and handed him over to his recruiter in preparation for his trip to MEPS and finally to MCRD-SD. He had been in the DEP for a year. And even though I had read things, talked to people, learned things all in preparation for my final destination.....as a Marine Mom, and him as a Marine, I had no idea that the importance is not in the destination, but in the journey.
Now six months into it, having endured an…Continue
My son has never been much of a talker. He was always a kid of few words...a quality often praised by his teachers, yet not so encouraged by me as I tried desperately at the dinner table to pull information out of him to contribute to some semblance of a "Round the Dinner Table" discussion. It's just WHO he is.
I probably have heard him speak more words since he graduated boot camp than he did in his entire cumulative 18 years prior to that! I'm not complaining...I'm astonished.…Continue
According to Wikipedia (because who quotes Webster's anymore in this techy age!) a ‘crucible’ is a container that can withstand extremely high temperatures and is used in the production of metal, glass and pigments. I looked it up because I was curious as to why ‘The Crucible” is called , well, ‘The Crucible”.
Knowing that the powers that be in the Marine Corps stick to years of tradition and have symbolism woven into every aspect of their being from the ‘leatherneck’ collar…Continue
I sat in the bleachers this week watching my niece and other cheerleaders at their Jr. High football game. As the announcer came over the loudspeaker and asked us to please stand for the Pledge of Allegiance, we all stood and turned toward the flagpole. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched 3 of the coaches stand and ignore what their boys were doing....setting a bad example themselves.... but then I saw one of the football coaches "going ballistic" for lack of a better term, because of…Continue
My second graders were learning about "The Domino Effect", which is when you do something nice for someone (or exhibit one of the character traits we've been studying) it may only be a small thing,but it has an effect on them. They, in turn, do something nice for someone else, and so on and so forth. Some people call this "The Ripple Effect" , some people simply call it "Paying It Forward".
As a culminating activity, we pick a community service project to do. I chose writing letters…Continue
I'm sure you've seen the slogan on t-shirts, bumper stickers and posters. It says simply, "USMC, We fight what YOU fear".
That slogan ran through my head last night, because I realized that my fears were greatly changed from a year ago, a decade ago, and my childhood.
My mother and I went to a movie last night. As we sat in the movie theater with a pretty good turn out for a Tuesday night, I heard a noise to my left. At first, it didn't register what the noise was because the…Continue
It's THAT week.
A day that forever changed this country.
A day etched into the memories of all who were old enough to know where they were and what they were doing when they first heard the news.
Alan Jackson asks in his song, " Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day?"
I will forever remember where I was.
I was in a kindergarten class of 30 children.
I had been hired as a 1st grade teacher, and 6…Continue
One of the fun things about being a teacher (besides the new school and office supplies every year) is the fact that our district encourages school spirit by having each school come up with a theme and school shirt. One of my favorites has been a shirt that looks like a Superman shirt and it says, " I teach. What's your superpower?"
That shirt got me to thinking about the gifts everyone in an organzation has in order for it to run smoothly. For example, in my school we have the…Continue
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I laid in bed last night and thought "What a shame that 98% of the country will NEVER get to experience this!"
No, I hadn't won the lottery (not from lack of trying, though). I was referring to the bond that forms not only between our sons and daughters in the military, but also between parents sharing like experiences and paths.
From the minute I found this website, when my recruit was just a poolee, the response from other people has amazed me.
I guess, in my mind,…Continue
I was warned it would happen. Everyone told me to expect it from his recruiter to family members who are veteran Marines. But after receiving the first REAL communication (3 page letter) from my son, it is jumping out at me in every line of his writing.
I see that once slightly immature boy turning into a man. A man who realizes the value of sacrifice and struggle and hard work. A man who shows respect for all the sacrifices made for him and his siblings. A man who is willing to put…Continue
I'm not one who cares about mail. I throw half of it away (because it's junk) and if anyone wants to talk to me, the easiest way is text, phone or email.
But since my son shipped off to MCRD-SD, I'm anxiously stalking our mailman. I've met him at the mailbox for the last 4 days. I think he's scared of me.
I think he may be reporting me to Homeland Security!
I've written my son everyday. Just waiting for that address to mail it to !
I think the last time I wrote a…Continue