Mrs Ram: [After much reflection, Mrs. Ram realizes she’s called a student Alyssa instead of Allie the entire class period. Allie never once corrected Mrs. Ram. Mrs. Ram pulls Allie aside after class ends.] Hey Allie, Mrs. Ram apologizes profoundly for messing up your first name so soundly. Please realize my dear, at the beginning … Continue reading A Poem (Plus Stage Directions): Why Teachers Can’t Remember Names at the Beginning of the Year
I'm back to school teacher tired, as useless as a carton of milk gone sour and expired. My back is on fire, I'm finding it hard to respire, and my entire essence perspires. My throat feels like I've swallowed barbed wire. I'm terrified of this nervous tick I've acquired. My sanity has been swallowed by … Continue reading A Poem: Teacher Tired
It’s three days before the new school year starts, and I have E. coli. For real. The bad E. coli--where antibiotics are necessary. Want to know what floors me? I was oblivious to the severity of the matter until Wednesday evening when my doctor’s office called and informed me. You’re probably thinking to yourself, Mrs. … Continue reading Is That My Invisible Illness, Am I Dying, or Is It Something Less Drastic Than Death but Still Needs To Be Treated?
I miss gallivanting with the girls-- gal events where gals can vent and gales of giggles and gushing gossip act as a galvanizing antidepressant. Hey gals, it’s me! Are you free? Want to ride horses, galloping on trails this weekend? Or glamp while guzzling gallons of wine in a tent, friends? Or fly to Universal, … Continue reading A Poem: Gallivanting Gal Events
At this point, Little Thing and I have been on the road for three weeks. We are tired. We are delirious. We've been on planes. We've been on trains. We've been in Ubers. I don't know what day it is and have forgotten what our house looks like in Louisiana. These haiku are the best … Continue reading Traveling with Little Thing Haiku
For the past couple of weeks, I’ve been on the go. Last week my family and I vacationed in San Antonio, and now Little Thing and I are visiting family in Illinois through next week. If I had been smart, I would have written blogs to post prior to gallivanting across the country, but of … Continue reading Mrs. Ram’s Jams Reading List for May, June, and (the First Half) of July
I just don't understand. I believe women should wear whatever they damn well please, BUT I SAW WOMEN SWIMMING TODAY IN YOGA PANTS (at SeaWorld/Aquatica in San Antonio). To the ladies traipsing about outdoors in yoga pants in 97 degree heat and a million percent humidity, I truly respect you, so please excuse my following … Continue reading A Poem: A Pseudo Ode to Women Wearing Yoga Pants in Melt Your Face Heat
Happy one year blogiversary to me! What a fun journey it’s been! Blogging has satisfied my creativity, challenged my writing comfort zone, and opened my eyes to great blogs across the web. Gaining followers, getting likes, and breaking view records are welcomed pluses, but never my intent with posts. Unlike some bloggers, I’ve forgone a … Continue reading My One Year Blogiversary
hum hum hum humming humming humming humdrum humdrum white noise If you're lost in the hum, how can you find the humble? hobnobbing public pageantry hurling humdingers into profanity homogenizing vanity hovering behind hypocritical religiosity iconoclastic impostors of sanity humdrum humdrum white noise humming humming humming hum hum hum If you're lost in the hum, … Continue reading Poetry: Humdrum Humdrum White Noise
Like many teachers on summer vacation, I'm in the middle of deep cleaning my house and purging accumulated household clutter. Yesterday, I came across a red folder that my mom had sent me awhile ago. In it, I found some of my EARLY poetry. My best guess is it's from middle school based off grammatical/mechanical/capitalization … Continue reading Poetry: Embarrassing Poems Mrs. Ram Jam Wrote in Middle School and High School.