I wish had more time to write. It's not about making the time either. I am a busy guy; school alone can consume all of my daily hours. I want to be an excellent teacher.
If I had more time to write, these are the things I would go in depth about:
1. I wore my new golf shoes around my house. I am so happy with those silly new shoes. I am so looking forward to wearing them on an actual golf course.
2. I am torn over this whole "anchoring" clubs thing. I use a belly putter. I'd be fine without one. I'm split on the decision, so I would like to write about it to have a better understanding of my opinion on the whole "controversy."
3. Coach Lewis has had a major impact on my life. If imitation is a form of flattery, I have been flattering Coach Lewis since I first played for him way back in 1983. I would like to write about how we don't always know as teachers and coaches the effects we will have on our students and players. I would like to put into words all of the positive effects Coach Lewis has had on me.
I need to go to sleep now, though. No time to write. Tomorrow is one of the longest days of the school year. It's parent-teacher conference time. Maybe in February?
Until next time...
If I had more time to write, these are the things I would go in depth about:
1. I wore my new golf shoes around my house. I am so happy with those silly new shoes. I am so looking forward to wearing them on an actual golf course.
2. I am torn over this whole "anchoring" clubs thing. I use a belly putter. I'd be fine without one. I'm split on the decision, so I would like to write about it to have a better understanding of my opinion on the whole "controversy."
3. Coach Lewis has had a major impact on my life. If imitation is a form of flattery, I have been flattering Coach Lewis since I first played for him way back in 1983. I would like to write about how we don't always know as teachers and coaches the effects we will have on our students and players. I would like to put into words all of the positive effects Coach Lewis has had on me.
I need to go to sleep now, though. No time to write. Tomorrow is one of the longest days of the school year. It's parent-teacher conference time. Maybe in February?
Until next time...
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