On Monday of this week, I had pretty much the worst day ever but it also turned out to be one of the best days. For I was the object of 6th grade boys ridicule. You would think that after 6th grade there would be no more of that, but that is the wrong assumption. For my 6th graders wrote a song about me and then spread it around. So nice for someone who jumped from teaching Kindergarten to 6th grade? Well actually it was just one boy and he was the one spreading it around. To make a long story short some boys came to apologize for things that I didn't even know that they had done and I think they did it on their own. So the Lord truly is working but it made for a rough day that is for sure.

It just seems to be that there is such a battle going on. I know that I can't win it on my own. I know that I do not even have to try but then everyday I am fighting these forces that are just against me. Everyday I am forced to realize that my life is here and I need to make the most of it but sometimes I just don't know how.