In the training for NAMI's In Our Own Voice, we needed to prepare our own story following a particular format:
The trick is to tell these tales in discreet 1-3 minute segments. Thought I'd refine my story a bit here... the third or fourth or fifth draft by this time.
I live in Saint Paul Minnesota with my family. I started out as an orchestra teacher but I'm currently working as an ESL teacher at a K12 charter school.
I married my best friend and high school sweetheart. We celebrated our twentieth wedding anniversary this past year and have three children: two boys and one girl. They attend a Mandarin Immersion program so they can all speak Chinese to one another and their parents will have no clue what they are saying.
I am an education junky. I received two bachelors degrees as an undergrad: East Asian Studies and Music Education. I also have teaching certification in English as a Second Language K-12 and Adult Basic Education. I have a Master of Fine Arts in Creative Writing and hope to publish my first not-too-trashy romance soon.
While I no longer teach orchestra, music continues to be an important part of my life. I play French horn with a local symphonic wind ensemble that toured China, playing for the opening of the World Expo in 2010.
In my spare time I enjoy doing beadwork. I began making beaded cuffs for myself and then expanded to selling at craft fairs. I hope one day to be selected for one of the larger juried art festivals in the area.
Clocking in a one minute, nine seconds and sixty-seven hundreths
Note: while working from the meticulously written skeletal notes on the notecard that I prepared during my NAMI training it said:
I have NO idea what (NTC) might mean. According to the urban dictionary I can choose from "Not That Cool" or "No te Creas," which apparently means "just kidding."
NOTE: I continue to plod through the process of looking for an agent for my romance novel. Also going to submit manuscript unagented to a a few places while waiting. I can always say no if they offer me a deal that sucks, right?
I found one agent among thousands who will only take snail mail querries. So to make that happen I went to the store to buy printer ink an an envelope, but came home with a new printer since it was cheaper to get than the cartridges. Also, our old printer was becoming old and cantankerous, so it isn't as impulsive as it sounds.
Still, if I am swooped up by this agent, I will have my trusty new printer to thank.
Grateful Crap: nice weather and children screaming outside instead of inside
sleep ( I got A LOT of sleep last night)
meds (300mg of lamotrigine)
doing stuff instead of not doing stuff
Quaker, teacher, parent,