” Time is Funny like that…it Expands and Contracts”…

Dear Reader:

This will be a short post today because I had a l-o-n-g day yesterday at Eva Cate’s Graduation Day Ceremony . Remember I told you I was packing a lot of Kleenex for the tears I knew I would shed… and I did as they sang their last song but honestly I needed the Kleenex more for pure perspiration… I mean serious heavy ” sweat” running down my face.

Time did ” expand ” as the sun rose higher in the sky over our packed lawn chairs… on a squishy terrain where my white pants turned to speckled gray. I tried ” mind over matter” imaging and remembered some high school graduation ( I recently caught on the news) that took place in Colorado amid a freak snowstorm … for just five minutes I would have traded places.

But look at that face? What we do for love? This was my first grandchild whom I feared I wouldn’t live long enough to see born… coming two years following heavy cancer treatments. And now time has contracted and I can’t remember a time when she and my four other grandchildren were not in my life.

Since I was a middle school teacher and simultaneously a parent raising three children who all attended the middle school where I taught… I am well aware of the pitfalls and joys of the ” Wonder Years” … the eye-rolling, exaggerated sighs, and comments like ” Mom… you can just drop me off here ( two blocks before my middle school) while I would try not to break out laughing… ” Hum.. have you forgotten I teach here too?”

I wouldn’t want to repeat those days again but a sense of humor goes a long way during these trying years! The awkward middle school years are painful but a necessary bridge to cross to self-exploration and finally acceptance.

So until tomorrow… School is never out… the final bell might ring, summer holidays and graduations might come and go, expand and contract… but until we take our last breath… we live, thus we learn!

Five Tulips for Eva Cate and a new beginning!

Guess What? Today is the first day of June… unofficial summer has arrived and you know what else it means? ” Rabbit! Rabbit!” May June bring you pauses of pleasure and fun memorable time with loved ones!

Today is my favorite day. Winnie the Pooh

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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2 Responses to ” Time is Funny like that…it Expands and Contracts”…

  1. Johnny Johnson says:

    I noticed the name of Eva Kate’s school, and it brought back my school days, College days that is. I went to College and was in the same Fraternity with James B. Edwards Jr. Our Fraternity worked campaign dinners for James Senior when he ran and won the race for Governor of South Carolina. Unfortunately I lost contact with James Jr. (Jim), he graduated one year before me and several years after his Graduation I saw and spoke to him, but not since. Jim got into Law school at USC if my memory serves me right. You said School, Eva Kate’s school name, triggered memories of my school days, and good memories. I actually miss school and those days of hard study times. But I wouldn’t trade those days for anything! I am still here with you Mrs. Dingle, never left. You blog or what you call it, I call it my morning inspirational! Your writing just a puts my day in high gear! Love reading your writing!

    • Becky Dingle says:

      What wondeful memories Johnny,,,the Edwards family was so nice and great leaders…your continued support of chapel ofhope makes my day every day,,,,students like you are forever in a teacher’s heart!!!!

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