When I was young, during the summer…

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When I was young, during the summer…

 

When I was young, during the summer

we would play outside

all day long with our friends.

 

When I was young, during the summer

we would run through the sprinklers

on a hot afternoon to cool off.

 

When I was young, during the summer

we would ride our bikes all over the neighborhood,

and we felt safe doing so.

 

When I was young, during the summer

we would stay outside

until the street lights came on.

 

When I was young, during the summer

we would have sleepovers

and stay up all night.

 

When I was young, during the summer

we would have lemonade stands

that all of our neighbors would visit.

 

When I was young, during the summer

we would have a block party

and everyone on our block would attend.

 

When I was young, during the summer

we would catch fire flies

in washed out jars.

 

When I was young, during the summer

we would play tag, or house around

or kick the can, or red rover.

 

When I was young, during the summer

we would play, play, play because we knew

school was just around the corner.

 

What did you do

when you were young

during the summer?

 

Stay groovy…

–Susie

(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)

 

The Phone Call…

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The Phone Call…

 

It’s amazing how something

as simple as a phone call

can brighten your day

and make you smile.

 

You’re going about your day;

It’s an ordinary day

and you need nothing else

to feel complete.

 

And then the phone rings

and there’s a voice on the other end

that you had not expected

but actually needed to hear.

 

The call is for not particular reason,

just a check in.

“Hey, how’t it going?

Just thought I’d give you a call.”

 

You catch up.

You laugh.

You share.

You are grateful for that person.

 

That person who thought of you

picked up the phone and reached out,

and made a day that was already good

really great!

 

Stay groovy…

–Susie

(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Version of Coffee…

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My Version of Coffee…

 

My son includes in his

wake-up routine

the all important and necessary

morning cup of Joe.

 

My morning has a slightly

different requirement.

I see the doctor:

Diet Dr. Pepper that is.

 

If I don’t get my sunrise fix

then it will not be good day.

I’ll groan and complain

and be in an all around bad mood.

 

Until I get a glass of that

delicious, caffeinated beverage

which will improve my outlook

and make me smile.

 

So if you see me looking

gloomy, grumpy, and gray,

grab the nearest can or bottle

of my version of coffee.

 

It will make my morning

so much better and trust me

it will definitely make

yours better, too!

 

Stay groovy…

–Susie

(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)

 

Spice Cake…

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Spice Cake…

 

As I walk downstairs,

I can’t help but observe

the amazing aroma

of spice cake.

 

This is not a typical

cake choice for us

but it caught my eye

in the market.

 

So I baked with love,

and as it cooked in the oven,

I was amazed at the feelings

the scent evoked.

 

You see, even though it’s still summer

school starts in a week or two

and football season is just

around the corner.

 

So it feels like a transitional time

gradually leaving summer

and slowly meandering into

the autumn months.

 

And the smell of spice cake

makes me feel excited

for all that the coming season

has to offer.

 

Stay groovy…

–Susie

(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)

 

 

 

Back to School…

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So we’re into August which means back to school shopping…Now, my kids are in college, so the whole frenzy doesn’t impact me. But my history as a classroom teacher and parent makes this a reflective time. Therefore during the next month or so I will sporadically address that monster known as “Back to School”.

The first item that comes to mind is markers. I have always been a Crayola fan because their colors are vibrant and they do not dry out as quickly as some other brands. But there is a particular type of marker that has gained favor and drives me crazy. The evil scented marker.

Why do these markers bother me so? It’s because they are very distracting to students during class. If a marker is needed, it cannot merely be opened and used. No, it must be smelled, and not just by the owner of said marker. Any student nearby wants to take a whiff as well. If collaboration is required, there is a rush to join the owner of those coveted markers. And there is always at least one student in a meltdown because he or she has only “ordinary” markers.

I respect every parent’s right to purchase whatever markers they desire for their child, but before you purchase, consider having a little empathy for the classroom teacher.

 

Stay groovy…

–Susie

(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)

 

The Contract…

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So the Orange County teachers here in Orlando, Florida rejected the contract offer that the district made, and I am so proud of them for it. It’s rare that a contract proposal is rejected, and that has always been a frustration for me.

Back in the 90s and 2000s. Broward County had quite a few “bad” contracts sneak by. I recall that for four consecutive years I made less money due to a low pay increase and a rise in insurance rates. It’s hard to see your paycheck dwindle.

Well, it finally happened. The Orange County teachers faced a similar situation, so they united and said, “No!”. In interviews, it was evident that even teachers who were not negatively impacted by the contract made a decision to decline. Everyone seemed to recognize that a bad deal is a bad deal.

So the teachers begin the 2019-2020 school year without a contract. This should call for “working to the rule”, which is when teachers refuse to do additional duties outside of their contract. It’s a strategy to force the district to come up with a more favorable contract as quickly as possible. This is an action that I support fully, however, typically teachers have a hard time implementing this plan as they feel guilty because their additional daily activities are “for the children”.

I’ll be watching the news closely in the hope that the educators stand their ground. Stay strong teachers…

 

Stay groovy…

–Susie

(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)

The Dock…

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The Dock…

Growing up in Miami

we were lucky to live on a canal.

Lucky because there was so much

that happened on the dock.

Just sitting with our feet in the water

helped to cool us on a hot summer day.

We had a very small boat anchored

that offered adventure as we paddled through the water.

We had homemade fishing poles:

sticks with a bit of bread tied to the end of the string.

And we felt such excitement when we actually caught a fish,

although we quickly threw it back.

Every spring the ducks would come quacking

with their dozen babies following behind.

The bread was handy again as we fed them

and pet the soft fur of the smallest ones.

And sometimes we even took a quick dive in

and splashed about with glee.

That was so many years ago,

but I will always remember

the fun times as we sat

on the dock…

 

Stay groovy…

–Susie

(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)

 

 

 

 

Sunrise on the Horizon…

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Sunrise on the Horizon…

As I gaze out

onto the horizon

and see the sun

rising in the distance,

I feel a sense of hope

as each day brings

new possibilities.

The ocean waves

may crash on the shore

but they always recede

and leave smooth sand.

Just as each new day

ebbs and flows

like ocean water

on a morning beach.

 

Stay groovy…

–Susie

(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)

 

 

 

 

The Nuggets…

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The Nuggets…

They are two of a kind:

the nuggets.

My great-nephews

whose ages are four and five.

It seems that just yesterday

they were babies.

And then they crawled

and walked.

And now they are two individuals

with personalities all their own.

As I watched them this previous weekend

I pondered how time moves so quickly.

It seems just yesterday

their dad was a nugget himself.

Dashing about as only children do

exploring the unknown world.

And now he’s a successful adult

with children of his own.

And in what will seem like a blink of an eye

the nuggets will have nuggets of their own, too.

 

Stay groovy…

–Susie

(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)