From the bleachers – Beth Volpert

Danny visiting the special needs orphanage in China-certainly looks like this is his calling.

International mission

When you spend years in the bleachers watching everything from 2 year-old soccer to high school football, certain kids tend to stand out. Danny Conlin is one such kid. 

#OneTeamRamNation

#OneTeamRamNation

My view from the football bleachers has been extended this season. My chaperon friends and I have been sitting in the stands from August-when the metal can cook an egg- to December – when you can freeze same egg.

Mentoring

Mentoring

The month of October has changed my view “from the bleachers” by allowing me the privilege of working with students as interns.

Pastry & stitches edition

Pastry & stitches edition

In the fall, my view from the bleachers is usually the high school stadium stands. It is a place where social standing and education collide under Friday Night Lights.

Awareness

Awareness

When children are involved, the adults around them must become awareness masters without curbing the natural inquisitiveness that seems to be instilled in babies at birth.

Camp Bleachers

Camp Bleachers

This month, my view from the bleachers has me experiencing a variety of camp excitement from the comfort of my “typing chair” under the ceiling fan while reading parent posts on Facebook that run the gamut from “I miss my kid” to “Sheesh! Is it Friday already?” 

Odyssey of the mind

Odyssey of the mind

While many kids were wrapping up a sports season, final exams, and planning for summer break, two Odyssey of the Mind teams from Grayson were working hard to prepare for the World Finals held at Michigan State University.

Diplomacy

Diplomacy

As always, my view from the bleachers can be just about anywhere there is something to spectate. This month is no different as it is time for graduation; for watching that moment that the kids have been working towards for thirteen public school years. 

Beth Volpert

Finding your voice

Finding your voice

This month, the tables were turned on me…suddenly, the places I usually sit, among the crowd, were filled with students who were looking at me instead of me cheering and watching them. The 8th grade language arts teachers at Bay Creek Middle School invited me to speak to their classes on the subject of Finding Your Voice in Writing.