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Back To School With A Bang



The air is cooler in the mornings now.

Can you feel it?  Fall is approaching. It’s in the air. And it’s bittersweet. I love the cool freshness of fall, but I hate to see school start and the busyness of life begin again.

Where did the lazy days of summer go? It’s been a full summer.  Filled with to-do’s and projects and trips and packed with lots of fun and sun as the days flew by. 

As summer turns to fall may we not let the busy life eat up our days and good intentions. 

What are your goals for this school year?  What do you want your kids to learn? How do you want them to grow?

I’m not talking math or phonics.  I’m talking character. Character is built in the midst of solving story problems and learning spelling words. It is grown while we carpool or homeschool.

What is your purpose for this school year? What goals will encompass the day in day out routine of your Monday through Friday?  The time will go quickly, and more so each year, you know.

How many “back to schools” do you have left, anyway? Whether it is 12 or 2, they’re running out.

Are those young ones in your care learning the character that you want to see in their lives as adults? Don’t miss the opportunities during the morning rush to get ready, or the after school homework, or the extra-curricular activities or the weekends. Use those opportunities to teach.

Without goals this school year will be just like any other year- surviving daily grind and hoping for good grades.

But they need more. More than passing 2nd grade, more knowing the 50 states, more than graduating.

They need character. They need to know how to love others. How to be kind. How to work hard. And how to enjoy learning.

What will it be? Will it be learning patience? Or kindness? Or joy? Or thankfulness? Pray about it. So as you shop for new pencils and notebooks and crayons, remember to choose some fresh goals for the year as well.

Make a plan of action to do more this school year. More than just reading writing and arithmetic.

Who your children are is what will matter when there are no more school days left in your home.


Thank you to my friend, DeDee for the photo above!

 

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