Out of the mouths of babes!! Faces shining, the smell of early morning hyperactivity, fueled by the adrenaline of an "outsider" visiting the classroom, breaking up the monotony of the same teacher day after day. This was the scene that played out before me as I entered my 10 yo daughters classroom, armed with every art medium I had ever used, praying I wouldn't leave them weeping of boredom or eating paste from the jar as I embarked on the first day as the visiting artist teacher. I had agreed to come in and teach the class, hoping to expose them to some art mediums or techniques that they might never come in contact with as students of the public school system.
So, imagine my horror, as the first thing I hear as I walk in is this, "Your Mom is a what???
A HOOOOOOOOKKKKER????? Isnt a hooker a lady who walks around on the street at night in a bikini??" These were only a few of the barrage of questions my daughter was being hit with as I walked in. Evidently, one of the kids had overheard their mom referring to me as a "hooker" and ""little timmy" decided to announce it in class shortly before my arrival!!
I could go on forever about that one moment alone and the thousands of laughs I have had just thinking about it.
And this, ladies and gentleman, is only but one of the many reasons that "hooking" has literally, not figuratively, saved my life............
I look foward to sharing my story, my passion and my inspiration.
But mostly, I look foward to learning from all of you....maybe touching a few troubled souls. I plan on laughing alot and telling really bad jokes.
I want to learn, to grow and to share with everyone out there who feels at home when there is yarn wrapped around your fingers and a creation coming to life in your lap.
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