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Childcare and teaching:
My arms and hands. I need them to lift up children, to give hugs, and to illustrate concepts.
My mouth and lips. I need it to give directions, explain ideas, give advice, and to kiss booboos.
Coffee. I need a little help to keep up.
My brain. Want to overload your brain? Spend an hour with 8th graders. They keep me on my toes.
My sense of humor. If you can't laugh about it, why are you doing it?
My poker face. Sometimes it's so hard to look stern, but there are occasions when it's necessary.
My Hello Kitty SIGG water bottle. The kids all envy me.
My iPod. Music is necessary to getting my head into the right space. Sometimes bouncing to "Dragostea din tei" is better than a Red Bull.
My reference library (dictionary, thesaurus, history books, philosophy books, style guides). I said those 8th graders keep you on your toes. You need ammo. Information is ammo.
EDIT: Dear God, King, that's a sexy knife!
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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