School Days Again-One

22 Oct

My Take

DiVoran Lites

 

 

Photo by Renan Kamikoga on Unsplash

 

I’ve been a bit low, lately. I need to find a way to be useful and I want to enjoy it. I’ve been praying for the Lord to show me what to do with myself. I’ve tried a few things, but for various reasons, they don’t feel quite right.

I toyed with the idea of working at a school again. Although I never finished college, I’ve been a teacher most of my life. When I was twelve our sixteen-year-old Sunday School teacher got polio and had to quit teaching. Because no one else could do it, I was asked to take over the class of four children in my own age range. One was my brother, two were the children that lived in the other side of the duplex we lived in and the fourth was the younger sister of our sixteen year old teacher. The former teacher was at a school reunion not many years ago and I was glad to see she had survived her disease. As for me, I’ve been teaching in schools and Sunday Schools ever since. I do love the concept of being sin-free because my Savior died for me and I like to study and share about Him too.

Here in Florida when our grandchildren were growing up I was their art teacher during home-school days. They spent one weekend a month at our house and we had wonderful times together. When I started teaching a mixed class of beautiful black children with a few white ones to enjoy too, the teen-aged grandchildren (by that time) helped their granddad and I with the class when they came to stay. That particular class lasted for ten years with essentially the same children. When the church closed down I was out of a job. Our grandchildren are grown now and on their own, and I’ve missed being around young children.

Before I taught my last Sunday School class I worked one morning a week listening to one child at a time work on their reading. They were of all ages. I’ve loved finding ways to help them recall what they were learning. The rehab reading teacher who was in my “young married” Sunday School class took me to an awards program after I’d been helping for two years. It turned out that I was one of the people they called to the stage when they gave out awards.

 

 

I’d only been doing what came naturally so I was astounded. My daughter suggested I wear it when I went to the school to apply as a volunteer this time. I didn’t know if I’d have the nerve to do that, but the fact of having is was deeply comforting. It was an atta girl, and a you can do it all in one. I’d just have to figure out what the next step was.

 

 

Author, Poet and Artist

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

 

2 Responses to “School Days Again-One”

  1. Onisha Ellis October 25, 2018 at 2:45 pm #

    I am so glad you are doing this. I know how much you enjoy working with children and encouraging them to read and imagine. You and the students will be blessed.

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    • divoran09 October 25, 2018 at 4:05 pm #

      thank you

      Like

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