Coloring Connections

Coloring Connections

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Tonight I sat and colored with my three year-old son for an hour. That’s right an hour. My other kiddos were playing secret spies and watching Nick Jr. in the other room.

As we colored my little guy talked and talked and talked.

His conversation was very revealing. He does not like purple dogs. He does like orange, blue, red, and yellow dogs. He does not like the blue that I colored the sky, but likes his Paw Patrol blue color for coloring the sky. All of the dogs he colored are named Charlie the Ranch Dog (based on the character in Ree Drummond’s books).

It was fun to just listen to him. If I stopped coloring, he would ask, “Mommy, are you taking a break? Are you done taking a break?” He wanted so badly for me to like and do the same things he was doing that it really bothered him to see me stop.

So I kept coloring.

I colored seven (7) whole pages and watched and listened while he colored on eight or nine different sheets. It was relaxing, but most of all it gave me time to create and connect with my little boy. Rarely have I taken the time to just color with him since Christmas and most of our conversations lately have been about what episode of Paw Patrol he wants to watch.

As I colored with him, I thought back to coloring with my sisters when we were young. I remember coloring in coloring books on the floor of the first house we lived in and comparing my work with my sister’s. We believed that when you stopped coloring people’s hair blue and purple and were able to color inside the lines, you were a big kid. We colored pages and pages of images. I can’t even begin to try to remember all the art we created.

As a parent, coloring dates with your children offer time to connect and talk. The conversation while coloring flows out of the crayons and into the words being shared. It is almost like the opening of the coloring book is the portal to a dimension where your kids and you can be honest and candid about what is being seen, felt, or thought. It is a quiet activity that allows for freedom of expression and for bonds to form.

Last October I had the opportunity to visit Walsworth Publishing in Marceline, Missouri. They were printing millions of copies of adult coloring books. Since my visit I can’t help but notice all of the adult coloring publications lining store shelves and endcaps. It makes me smile to think of grown men and women coloring on their lunch break or while watching the evening news. After coloring with my son tonight, I think there just might be something to this Crayola-driven craze.

As an adult, it is so important to create connections through experiences like those found in coloring. Taking time to fill in the lines with the hues of your choosing and shading in the undefined areas with colors that come straight from you gives you a greater sense of control and creativity. Making something that you are proud of is so healthy for our emotional psyche and embracing a childlike pastime brings peace to our hectic world.

Maybe you won’t run out and buy a box of colored pencils and the latest edition of stained glass coloring creations tonight, but maybe take a few moments to doodle or sketch or even just make cool shapes with the paper clips on your desk. If you have children or younger siblings create some original art of your own together.

Take some time for innocent imagination and your energy will find an intent that is pure and positive and guaranteed to add a brighter spectrum to your day.

By: Melanie A. Peters

 

 

 

 

Welcome, Change.

Welcome, Change.

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Hello, Change. Once again I find you knocking on my door. You bring opportunity, excitement, uncertainty and confusion with you. Each time we meet the world appears to spin in a new way.

Thank you for offering new avenues to follow and the discovery of strengths and talents I didn’t know I had. While I know the unexpected is kind of your specialty, a little notice would be appreciated. Please consider bringing clear directions next time or a least a hint at what I should expect.

Oh, Change, what am I going to do with you?…You know what? Keep your arrival a surprise. A little variety in my life is probably a good thing.

Thank you, Change, for brining me new people and experiences. Thank you for challenging me to think in new ways and become a problem solver and a higher level thinker. Thank you for teaching me to be compassionate through your experiences and bringing me to a greater understanding of what success, suffering, or sorrow have to offer. I appreciate the memories you have helped me make and the impressions you have allowed me to imprint on those I encountered. Thank you, Change!

By: Melanie A. Peters

 

 

 

The defintion of “fine folks”

The definition of “fine folks”

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Recently our school carried out the annual battery of standardized tests. My colleague and friend Nicole sent me emails, as the tests were being conducted, to check on my emotional and mental state. Testing is stressful for teachers!

Long ago I decided to not let standardized tests get me too worked up. Yes, I worry about them and fret about the results, but I do not let anxiety overwhelm me. It only adds to the duress of my students. I simply express faith in their abilities and confidence in my coverage of all necessary topics to prepare for those evaluations.

I messaged back to Nicole that I had done my best and I was going to let God and my students do the rest. Her reply brought tears to my eyes and a swelling of my heart.

Nicole told me that I fit the definition of “fine folk” because I did the best I could with what I had. I know this sounds like a derogatory statement towards my students, but it was really a literary allusion of the greatest magnitude. fine folk book definition

Nicole and I have both taught and LOVE the novel, To Kill a Mockingbird, and in Chapter 13 Scout states her belief that fine folks are people who do the best they can with what they have, no matter their race, gender, or religion. Scout’s immeasurable sense of justice has always appealed to me, and the fact that Nicole believed I was living up to that level of civility was amazing to me.

Today I want to challenge others to fulfill the definition of “fine folks” in their lives. Use what you have to the fullest of your abilities and treat all those you encounter as if they too are “fine folk.”

Appreciate all that is “fine” in your world and only the best will show itself to you in each experience and encounter.

Thank you, Nicole, for believing in me. You, too, are the finest of folk!

By: Melanie A. Peters

 

This is my Job

This is not my writing in this post but it shares so many of my thoughts and beliefs about the value of being a farmers. Please enjoy this post!

Cecilia Mary Gunther's avatarThe Kitchen's Garden

Farming these acres is my job.  A job I chose. A job I chose and grew to love. Being a woman farmer is what I am all about. A woman who farms not a farmers wife. I am the farmer.  The grower of food. cows

And I am still a relatively young woman.  In the peak of her working life. This is not my retirement or anything, I am not old enough for that – not by a long shot – this is my job. This is not a hobby or just something to pass the time. This is my job of work. It is a small enterprise on purpose. I like to fly under the radar. My food revolution is spreading by word of mouth. My job has impact.  I feed people.  I invite people to come and experience farming. This is my job. sow

It is not 9 – 5. It is…

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Go the direction of your own spinner

Go the direction of your own spinner

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Each year I assign a board game project to my 9th grade English class. The students are put into groups. Each group is to design a playable board game based on the short stories and vocabulary from our fiction unit.

For this assignment I provide a cardboard flat box, note cards (cut in half), one long-pronged brad (to make a spinner), and dice. Most groups simply rely on the dice to establish player movement but some groups are daring enough to create their own spinner with the brad. Almost every group that has ever attempted the brad spinner has made their own hands and poked a hole through so that they spin around the prongs under the head of the brad. This year I had one young man who used excessive creativity. His name is Noah.

Noah turned his brad upside down and colored one of the prongs so that the player would spin the prongs already attached to the brad head. His spinner worked very well and was revolutionary to the spinner development of all our groups.

After attaining success with their spinner, Noah’s group sought to find other methods for making an exceptional version of Shoots and Ladders. Their excitement was contagious to the other groups and lead to some terrific submissions for the project.

This new method for creating a board game spinner inspired me to encourage others to use everyday things in remarkable new ways. Make the most of the things around you. Find new ways to use what has been provided for you.

Put your energy into discovering “new spinners” and you will find purpose way beyond your expectations.

By: Melanie A. Peters

The Most Happiest = Prettiest – Wise Words Wednesday

The Most Happiest = Prettiest

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Audrey Hepburn has become one of my idols because of her grace and candor. Her statement about the prettiest girls rings home for me this week. I have spoken to a number of my students, colleagues, my daughter, and myself about the benefits of being happy lately.

It is so true that the most attractive people do seem to be the happiest.

Find happiness in your life today and you will find beauty.

By: Melanie A. Peters

Happy Haiku Day and other imaginary holidays

Happy Haiku Day and other imaginary holidays

For one full decade
students have written poems
Haikus for my class

It has become known
as our Happy Haiku Day
an annual feast

Composing outdoors
Nature inspires writers
Haikus flow freely

Happy Haiku Day!
Invent your own holiday.
Spark new tradition.

Intend your purpose
to share energy kindly.
Inspire new joy.

By: Melanie A. Peters

 

Sweet Stuff From the Cafeteria

Sweet Stuff From the Cafeteria

For all of my academic life I have been a fan of lunch ladies. My admiration is rooted in my love of food and their dedication to ensuring that I have food (well, me and the hundreds of other people at school.) Every day I greet the ladies in our cafeteria with, “Hello lovely ladies of the lunchroom.”

I am pretty sure they took about six weeks to get used to this, but after a while my salutation began to grow on them. After five years of this morning routine, they have joined me in singing or at least calling out a kind hello.

They love me enough to always have hot coffee ready (well me and the rest of the faculty at school.) They love us enough to offer chef salads with a side each week (I get especially excited about the cabbage soup!) Continue reading “Sweet Stuff From the Cafeteria”

Storage Bins – Treasure Tubs

Storage Bins – Treasure Tubs

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I have three sisters and between the four of us we have 11 children. That’s right 11. And they are all aged 8 and under.

I know what you are thinking, “Do they keep the kids in the tubs?”

No. We keep their clothes in the tubs. ALL their outgrown-of, “I’m not wearing that,”  and too-big-for-now clothes, for every season and occasion, we keep them in tubs. Lots and lots of tubs.

I spent four hours this past weekend separating the clothes from my kids’ dresser drawers. It involved pulling out things that are too small, things that are for the wrong season, and things that I have NO EARTHLY IDEA where they came from and then sorting them into storage tubs and clearly labeling the tub.

My sisters and I have perfected the art of tub swapping. We know every time we get Continue reading “Storage Bins – Treasure Tubs”

“Don’t wish away your days” – Wise Words Wednesday

“The trick to enjoy life. Don’t wish away your days waiting for better ones ahead. The grand and the simple, they are equally wonderful.” – Marjorie Pay Hinckley

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As the school year winds down, students start suffering from severe senioritis.

(Senioritis n: student’s innate desire to be a graduating senior)

Every day I find myself saying, “Don’t wish your days away.” My students just shrug me off or rudely comment back (in most cases) and do not realize that I speak from experience. I was a terrible teenager. My teen angst was almost completely self-imposed and I had no clue why I was in such a hurry to get out of high school but I was dead set on getting out of that place and away from everything that had to it. I wish I could have some of those times back and dedicate a much more positive outlook on what life had to offer. I would have gotten so much more out of high school and its lessons.

As a mom of young children, I often have to remind myself to not wish away these days. My babies are only young once.

If you are a student, parent, teacher, or struggling professional, do not wish your days away. Enjoy the simple things that are available to you now and embrace the experiences that present themselves daily.

Don’t wish your days away. You can’t get them back!

Put your energy into appreciating the now, store your cherished moments in your heart, and you will find that your purpose and intentions will have a much grander meaning.

By: Melanie A. Peters