Today is the 163rd and final day of the 2017-2018 academic year for students of the Southern Boone County School District. I had the honor of working 136 of those days, (83.4% of the school year to be exact), as a substitute teacher at our award-winning primary school, in kindergarten, first grade, and second grade.
I will be walking my youngest daughter down the aisle on Saturday, June 2 – but I won’t be giving her away. I “gave away” my oldest daughter at her wedding, getting my one line in the performance correct when the minister asked, “Who gives this woman to be married,” and I stuttered, “Her mother
At the beginning of a new school year, parents and teachers rely on a familiar mantra to get themselves through the hectic days: “In a few weeks, all of this chaos will start to settle down, and life will get back to normal.” Those words—comforting as they may be to an overwhelmed mother, father, or
Did anyone see Spring as it whipped through Mid-Missouri at some point in late April? I think it lasted all of about two weeks – maybe less. But now that summer is officially here….it is time to break out the ice team and the swim googles. ••••• Congratulations to all of the Southern Boone High
I once found myself getting a close up photo of Missouri Gov. Matt Blunt as he interacted with SoBoCo kindergarten students while announcing his education budget to the media. One of the governor’s assistants I met that day chided me a bit, asking: “I guess this is pretty much the biggest story of the month
“Mr. Naughton, why aren’t you a ‘real’ teacher?” My young students at Southern Boone Primary School ask me—their substitute teacher—this question almost as often as they ask me to tie their shoes. And I respect them enough to give them an honest answer. “Because I didn’t try my best when I was in college.” This
Where did March and April go? Where did the last decade go? The sands of time seem to be shifting faster each year and now, ready or not, it is graduation time. It was five years ago I premiered as a commencement speaker, I have been relegated again this year to photographer – which is
Just as I was settling in to write this week’s column, Santa Claus sent me the following text message. “Soooo, how late do you stay up? I have some goodies for you!” Although the calendar indicated that last Sunday was April 29, it felt a lot like Christmas Eve when jolly old St. Nick, a.k.a.
My mother would be so proud. My father would be laughing out loud. It is the reason why, in the journalism world, we always – ALWAYS – have the reporters, editors and publishers behind the camera. Not in front of the camera, not getting their photo in the paper, but putting the spotlight on others.
“But we don’t NEED another stereo.” My exasperated wife was right, in a practical sense, that we were not in immediate need of another home stereo system. In our living room, there resides a perfectly functional sound system pieced together from garage sales past. Our basement family room contains a Bluetooth soundbar and subwoofer setup