Phase 2

I am on the move again.

I know that I'm hard to get ahold of or that I'm always going somewhere new but this time I'm not. I'm going back to a place I've been before, a place that I have called home. I'm moving to Oakhurst, California. The town right outside the Southern entrance to Yosemite National Park.

I am their new Kindergarden teacher. That's right, a bunch of little kids and I are going to learn together We are going to conquer the world of colors, numbers and letters. We will go where no other 5 and 6 year old have gone before! We will explore the outdoors, our imaginations and the world of knowledge. It is going to be grand.

After I finish up here in Arizona I'm heading up and over, school starts in a little bit and I've got a classroom to prepare.

God is good.

"For I know the plans I have for you, "says the Lord. "They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you hope and a future."
Jeremiah 29:11


Comments

Unknown said…
I'm so glad God has sent you back to a place that you know you love. And I'm sure the stars will shine, trees will dance, and the mountains will sing upon your return. God is indeed very good!
Andrea said…
All the best to you, friend. :)
Miss Jehle said…
Congratulations! Those kindergartners are some lucky kids :)
EMILY STAR said…
Amazing! You get to be in the woods! :)
Brittany Lynn said…
I'm pretty jealous that you're returning to Yosemite! Good on you! Have fun!
Marilee said…
So glad to hear you chose kindergarten! Watching them learn is invigorating. Every year in February, 1-2 kids that I wondered if they'd have to repeat, the light would come on and they'd serge ahead! Teaching kindergarteners is amazing...And yes they are sooooo lucky to have you!
Marilee said…
When do you need to be there to start the school year?
Unknown said…
I was super jazzed to hear about this : D can't wait to see you!
Sounds like something perfect for you. ^^
Miss ya Chap. Sonya. ^^

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