Three Truths and a Lie

Mamacita says: You know how the game is played. Here are four statements about me, and one of them is a lie. Which one? Most of you know me pretty well. See if you can figure it out. 1.  I … Continue reading

The Night I Met Mary Poppins At A Revival Meeting and She Turned Ugly On Me

Mamacita says:  Some of this post was written nine years ago.  It is still true.  And I am still a little bit angry.   This post will seem possibly a mite disrespectful. That’s because it probably is. But when a … Continue reading

Goody Two Shoes I’m Definitely Not

Mamacita says: I am basically a kind person. I would lie down in the road if I thought that would help some people. I work overtime to help students. I still do my children’s laundry, and I feed them whenever … Continue reading

The Timeline in my Head: Where, you tend a rose, my lad, a thistle cannot grow.

Mamacita says: My children, of whom I often speak on this blog, aren’t really children any more. I know this perfectly well, but sometimes when I write of them – the cute things they’ve done, etc. – I tend to … Continue reading

Conversation from the Teachers’ Lounge

 Mamacita says: Have you ever wondered what teachers talk about in the lounge? It depends on who’s in there and what time of day it is, of course, but the conversation really doesn’t vary much from building to building, or … Continue reading

The Maladroit

Mamacita says:  I’ve been reminded of this classic fairy tale several times this week. It started when I got out the Christmas things and found a few broken ornaments. The breaks were simple, so I got out the little tube … Continue reading