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Here are a couple of stories from school the past couple of weeks, enjoy!! *Last Friday the kindergarten teacher needed to borrow my overhead projector in the afternoon. So after I used it for my math lesson, I carried it over to the building where her classroom is. I walked holding the projector in my arms and one of the students said, "Oooh, a camera!"  Talk about a big camera!! *Today during math, I got out the play money to use during our lesson. All of my students (all 6 of them boys!) started talking about how much they love money and how wonderful it is. All of a sudden, Ridge pipes up. "You shouldn't love money," he states very matter-of-factly. Now, Ridge is one of the 'leaders' of my class and when he talks, everyone listens. "Why shouldn't we love money?" the others started asking. "Because it's like the devil," he says very pointedly. All the other boys get these strange looks on their faces and ask how money is li...

This is actually a blog I've wanted to write for awhile now but never got around to it. Through recent conversations with a friend and a Bible study I'm doing with another friend, some things have come to the surface and I've decided now is as good a time to do it as any.  It's not an easy thing to put out there, it's about a part of my life that I am ashamed of and would give anything to go back and redo but since I can't, I will spill my guts about it instead! In high school, I was a mean girl. Mean is probably putting it lightly - I was a bully. When I admit that to friends now, they have a hard time believing it but it really is true. Ask any of the 17 classmates I graduated with, as well as under classmen below us and I'm sure most, if not all of them have their own stories to tell of things I said and/or things I did to them. There were a few in particular that I was especially mean to and focused most of my bullying behavior towards. I would talk abou...