Tuesday, April 21, 2026

The Junkyard Formerly Known As My Desk

 

The Junkyard Formerly Known As My Desk


Of course, it reverted! This is from July 1, 2014.

School is out and summer is in full swing. With graduation coming five weeks ago, the WCS Class of 2014 has entered the real world, well-equipped but facing a multitude of challenges just as their peers across the US will encounter. As I have mentioned in several entries, after a week off, I survived three weeks of basketball camp. I could go through the sequence blindfolded. That comes, like any skill, with successful repetitions. Sounds like coach-speak! School ended as it always does, with commencement leading into the Memorial Day weekend. I pledged myself to a big project to lead into my vacation and I pulled it off but not without a significant commitment of time.

At the end of every Spring semester. all teachers have a check list to comply with before we can leave. Finals graded and recorded; list of room repairs; where to send paycheck in summer if not on automatic deposit; inventories taken and walls cleared. It isn't too difficult- the biggest thing for me is grading the finals. I would guess most schools have a similar system to close down for the summer. I'm pretty sure I got my list signed this May earlier than I ever have. But that doesn't mean I was finished.

I'm trying to rearrange my classroom to make the mural of the life of Jesus painted by our AP art students totally visible- a small portion is obstructed by my desk. To make that feasible, I need to get rid of a filing cabinet and condense my desk and remaining cabinets, moving them to the other side of the room. I started on the Saturday morning after graduation and worked through Memorial Day. I would estimate I spent eight to nine hours in Room 258 sorting through stuff and when I was finished, I had eliminated the need for a very big filing cabinet with plenty of free space remaining. You see, what I've done over the years is simply throw everything that's out into drawers or shelves so I wouldn't have to deal with them. It's been compounded by the fact that for six of the last seven years, I returned to Houston either a day before the beginning of inservice or after it's already started so I'm already behind. Making matters worse, I fall into the category of those teachers who are loathe to discard anything. Let me give you an example. Our 8th grade Bible classes use a 12 episode series made by Focus on the Family called McGee And Me. I inherited the VHS set when I came in 1998 but I haven't used a VCR in years. So I had a twelve tape set of something we will never use again and I already have the DVD version of McGee with duplicates of most episodes...and I'm not quite sure how that happened. I asked permission before I tossed them and I found other numerous VHS sets we have already replaced also sitting there; dumpster as well. Amazing how much room that cleared out. I found extra copies of school annuals that I'm not sure I've ever looked at and old basketball uniforms we haven't worn in years. I found thousands of paper clips and I'm ashamed to say I asked for more from the office this year because I was unaware of their existence. I discovered about five pair of scissors, four staplers, numerous stacks of detentions (haven't given any in several years), old tests, cards from little kids from the death of my father in 2008, and Sarah White's 8th grade picture. To put it in perspective, I preached Sarah's wedding after she had graduated from college..... four years ago.

So, you can see my philosophy as I have carefully developed it. Shove it in a drawer, stick it on a shelf, cover it up with other junk, deal with it later. Except I forgot about most of it and it took years from me to deal with it. It's the academic equivalent of a toothache we ignore and hope it resolves itself but we know it only gets worse and becomes a bigger issue. It's the same thing in our spiritual lives; it might be habits or hobbies, relationships or rituals. We all know in our heart of hearts what drags us down, what trips us up, what minefields litter our path that Jesus said was narrow. We have choices. Hopefully, we won't embrace these traps but some folks give up trying and just go along for the ride. We're more likely to deal with them like I handle my classroom; shove whatever it is into a drawer and shut it and hope it goes away...which it never does. The Scripture encourages a different strategy:
Hebrews 12: 1 says this: 
Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, we must get rid of every weight and the sin that clings so closely, and run with endurance the race set out for us (NET)
1 Peter 2:1, in the same vein, says this:
So get rid of all evil and all deceit and hypocrisy and envy and all slander. (NET)
You know, the stuff in my cabinets wasn't bad, it just was in the way. It was taking space that would make my room a better teaching environment, a better place to teach about Jesus to kids from many countries. I needed to get rid of it, and I did, finally. Now, I'll find out if I really can teach. Maybe my students will learn something this year!

Applicable quote of the day:
If a cluttered desk is the sign of a cluttered mind, what is the significance of a clean desk?

God bless,
Steve
Luke 18:1

Monday, April 20, 2026

Game Of Throws

 

Game Of Throws


Tonight, I talk about one of my favorite practice games. It's from April 1, 2014.

In our Spring first period basketball practices, we do a variety of competitions every day. One thing that I've found over the years is that the girls in my program tend not to be the greatest competitors- they don't really know how to look for ways to win. I design what we do each morning based on offensive skills- it's much easier and less time consuming at this age to develop good defensive players, especially if the kids are good athletes. One thing we do each month after our schedule of games is completed is a free throw ladder. Each girl shoots sets of ten free throws until they accumulate 100 attempts and we post the percentages on the locker room door in descending order. I give a prize- an extra Capri Sun- each month to the player with the  most % improvement. We began the April ladder yesterday, a day early, because of some conflict issues coming up- Picture day, academic contests, etc. I threw out another incentive; an extra Capri Sun day for all if we have five players who improve over March. (In case you are a new reader, we share Capri Suns at the end of practice every Friday morning.) Well, we finished today and had an average of 37.1% for the twelve kids. Three players- Natalia, Jenna, Madison, all 8th graders- shot 50% or better and we went down to a low of 19%. If you know basketball, you can see we have unlimited potential for improvement. That's the value of the off season. 

After shooting and charting for the first half of the period on Monday, I divided the kids up into three teams of four and played what we call the Free Throw Game. It's four on four with one team out. If you score, you stay. If you get scored on, you're out and the team underneath the basket comes in. Everyone time the ball changes hands within a possession, it has to come to me at the top of the key where I act as a passer and referee. Here's the catch in keeping score; if your team scores a basket, you go to the free throw line and each team member in turn shoots a free throw in a set order until somebody misses. We have only played twice but it's our current favorite thing to do in practice.

Later in my 8th grade Bible class which included three of my players, we discussed what I think is an interesting phenomenon. When we shoot and chart ourselves with only being accountable to the individual, we shoot, as I mentioned, at a 37% clip. And yet when we play the Free Throw Game where each girl on a team shoots an equal number of shots, our percentage goes up to approximately 65%. I ventured, and the kids agreed, that we shoot better when the welfare of others, our three teammates in this instance, is riding on our individual success. We do most of our pre-season conditioning running relays which is an idea I picked up from an article that said American swimmers go faster in relays than individual races due to the reliance factor. You push yourself for your teammates. In that light, it only makes sense why the Lord put us in families biologically and in the church spiritually- we need to know others depend on us. Today, in that same class, we talked about the Lord's Prayer and noted there are no first person singular pronouns anywhere to be found in its petition to God:
Give us this day our daily bread and Forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors. 

No Ime, or my as the Savior taught His disciples, and us by inference, how to talk to the Father. We were not created to be lone wolves either socially or in matters of righteousness. And maybe that's why the Lord placed us on basketball teams, too.

Applicable quote of the day:
There are really only two plays: Romeo And Juliet and put the ball in the basket.

 Abe Lemons

God bless,
Steve
Luke 18:1

Sunday, April 19, 2026

The Recommendations

 

The Recommendations

I think kids should realize how adults see them! This is from April 19, 2018!
Yesterday, I talked to the students in my Gospels' classes about college letters of recommendation. Although they are still only juniors, they need to be thinking seriously about who will be the one/ones to brag on them to the admissions offices of institutions of higher learning across the nation. We talked about the importance of having someone in their corner during this  very critical juncture of their lives; someone who will go to bat for them in an arena that is tremendously competitive. So, for their bonus question on the memory verse of the day, 1 Peter 2:9, they wrote five positive statements about themselves they would want me to include should I write their letter of recommendation for admission into the incoming freshman class of __________ College/University starting in the fall of 2019. Here is one from each, anonymous and used by permission:

-I am not the smartest person but I am a fast learner!
-I came to the US knowing no English but I learned and I am still getting better!
-I enjoy diagnosing and helping people with their social problems.
-I know I'm not the best writer but I work on it with my tutor almost every weekend!

-I try to be as modest and humble as I can be!
-Traveling and the people around me have opened my eyes to be accepting
 and open-minded!
-I am adaptable and coachable in any sport I play.
-I used to be very shy but now I am meeting new people!
-I like to know the why and not just the what.
-I'm not a great writer BUT I am observant!
-I like to think and act in a logical way.
-I want to make others feel good about themselves.

-I am willing to take and utilize my opportunities to the fullest.
-I don't like to do anything half-way.
-I will always protect the people around me.
-I excel in non-confrontational tactics.
-If silence were golden, I would be really rich!
-I like to study different cultures and use what I learn.
-I like cooperation because that's how society works.
-I love to learn new things everyday, whether academic or life issues.
-I am good at settling issues between other people.
-I am a hard worker who bases my schedule around school and others.
-I don't let bad days affect my work ethic.
-I have family all over the world and I am good at resolving the problems that can come from that.
-I have learned from sports to work with teammates I don't get along with.
-I am an explorer, always curious to learn about the mechanical and natural world.
-I love doing community service.
-No one expects me to succeed BUT I KNOW I WILL!
-I take on leadership positions and assume a mothering/big sister role.
-I look at the bright side of things, even when I want to cry.
-I am least likely to give up.
-I am a leader who doesn't blindly follow others.
-I am still finding myself but I encourage and support others!
-I know how to forgive.
-I put a lot of effort into every assignment!
-I've dealt with pain my whole life so nothing fazes me.
-I am not afraid to take risks and my family is central to my life.
-I have the tendency to be goofy and energetic but I know when to stop.
-I am willing and open to learn from my mistakes.
-I always help my fellow students with their math!
-I am an avid reader who can read 2-3 books per week.
-I am honest and willing to challenge myself.
-I am a leader although you might think I'm a follower!
-I will never turn my back on a friend or family member.
-I am not good at sports but I always try  my best.
-It is really hard to make me quit because I am persistent.
-I am always energetic and I love to make new friends.
-I am respectful of myself and others.
-I am open minded and always willing to try new experiences.
-I work every day to make my parents proud of me.

During my sixth period class, I asked Euphe if she thought anyone would know her statements were hers if I typed them anonymously and posted them on the wall. She didn't think so and I would agree. We teach kids, and rightly so, that humility is a virtue. Jesus said if we exalt ourselves we will be humbled and that's not something we relish. But these students know their strengths and shared them with me. I told them it's an honor to be asked to be the teacher who puts these thoughts to paper on their behalf. I also told them I would like a t-shirt from the school they choose and which chooses them if I write their recommendation. So, in parting, I leave these rising seniors with two letters to remember me by: XL.

Applicable quote of the day:
“The primary purpose of going to college isn't to get a great job. The primary purpose of college is to build a strong mind, which leads to greater self-awareness, capability, fulfillment, and service opportunities, which, incidentally, should lead to a better job.” 
Sean Covey


God bless,
Steve
Luke 18:1

Saturday, April 18, 2026

Teach Your Children

 

Teach Your Children

                           (Mom and Dad teaching Dave, on the right, and me.)

One day several years ago in the Fall, all my classes did a writing assignment about marriage. Of course, the girls did a better job overall as they have the advantage of having thought about it. At three o'clock that day, a number of my 8th grade boys were dismissed from my class to go to a football game. In the one minute it took them to get their stuff and leave, the girls just looked at them and shook their heads. We had talked about why girls sometimes like older boys and I told them I think it is a maturity issue. As the door closed behind the last gridiron star, I just looked at the females and said, "See what I mean?" They got it. The following is from October 30, 2006.

I told two young men to stay after class today. With about ten minutes remaining in the period, they began acting squirrelly so I said we would address the issue when the bell rang. At once, they became very subdued. When their classmates exited, we had a very brief meeting. I made the point that they should be leaders among their peers instead of behaving like two year olds. Additionally, I mentioned that I would really dislike contacting their folks but I was more than happy to do so. Asking if they understood, I received, "Yes, sir" in almost perfect unison. That was it. They are gifted kids from wonderful families. For a brief moment or two, they acted like thirteen year olds. Did I mention they are thirteen? Both make good grades and are active in a number of school activities. There won't have to be a call home. Their parents have insured high standards of behavior and all I had to do was a little bit of reinforcing. That makes my job so much easier.

Right after school, I had an unplanned get together in the hallway with one of my students and her mother. Mom let the child know that if school work did not get turned in, there would be no extracurriculars in the immediate future. My folks only had to do that once with me. I was a sophomore and my report card showed a mid-80's grade in World History. It was good enough to play according to school standards but not sufficient for my folks. As I recall, I had two weeks to bring it up or there would be no more basketball. Since I knew I was only about six years away from signing with the Boston Celtics, this would have dealt a serious blow to my hoops career. The grade spiked upward immediately. Coincidentally, it did have an impact on my career. But instead of earning a spot in the NBA, I earned a Masters degree in education with an emphasis in social science, i.e. history. My folks insisted that I do what I was capable of doing, academically as well as socially. There are still many, many parents who demand accountability. There is a term often used in education:
 in loco parentis or in place of the parents. In school settings, I take on some of the responsibilities for moms and dads. I wish there were a similar term for parents in relation to the Lord. Kids are a gift from God, to be taught and cared for while on earth. Many do a great job. I was reminded today.


Applicable quote of the day:
"Children today are tyrants. They contradict their parents, gobble their food, and tyrannize their teachers."
Socrates (470 B.C. - 390 B.C.)

God bless,

Steve
Luke 18:1

Friday, April 17, 2026

Learning To Love Your Neighbor On Twitter

 

Learning To Love Your Neighbor On Twitter

This is one of the best blogs I've ever posted... but i did not write most of it. It's from April 17, 2018.
I've never been on Twitter and have no intention of ever doing so. Of course,  I said the same about Facebook....and cell phones. But I found this today on the  Internet and thought it was so good, I read it to my classes. Apparently, Twitter has a limit on words per post so I took out the breaks. The author is some random college guy named Tom but he gave a lesson on judging that I can only hope to approximate to my students. (I also deleted some  questionable phraseology!) Here is what he said:

Hey guys, I know I usually just post ------- jokes on my Twitter but bear with me because I wanted to share something.

So in one of my Management classes I sit in the same seat in the front every day. Every single day I sit there.

Now, I also sit next to some foreign guy that
barely speaks English. The most advanced thing I've heard this guy say in English is "Wow, my muffin is really good".

This guy also has a habit of stacking every item he owns in the exact space I sit. His bag, his food, his books, and his phone are ALWAYS right on my desk space.

Now, every single time I walk into class this guy says "Ah, Tom. You here. Okay." And starts frantically clearing my desk of his belongings. He then makes it a habit to say "Ready for class, yeah?" And gives me a high five. Every day this guy gives me a high five.

I was ALWAYS annoyed with this guy. I'm thinking "Dude, you know I sit in this seat every day. Why are you always stacking your ---- here? And the last thing I want to do is give a guy who barely speaks my language high fives at 8 in the morning."

Just get your ------- off my desk

But today I came to class and was running a few minutes late. I'm standing outside because I had to send a quick text. I could see my usual space through the door out of the corner of my eye. Of course, my desk was filled with his belongings. The usual.

As I'm standing there on my phone, another guy who was also late walks into the class before me and tried to take my seat since it's closest to the door.

The guy sitting next to me stops this dude from sitting down and says "I'm sorry. My good friend Thomas sits here."

It was then that I realized this guy wasn't putting stuff on my seat to annoy me. He was saving me the seat every morning.

And this whole time he saw me as a friend but I was too busy thinking about myself to take him into consideration.

Cheesy as it sounds, I was touched.

I ended up going into class and of course he cleared the seat and said "Ah, Tom. You here. Okay." And I did get a high five.

At the end of class I ended up asking him if he wanted to get a bite to eat with me. We did. And we talked for a while. I got through the broken English

The guy moved here from the Middle East to pursue a college education in America. He plans to go back after he gets his degree. He's got two kids and a wife. He works full time and sends his all his left over money back home to his wife.

I asked him how he liked America as well. He said he misses his family but it's exciting to be here. He also said "Not every American is nice to me like you are, Tom."

I bought lunch, of course. Dude deserves it. He gave me a high five for buying lunch. Gotta keep up tradition.

Moral of the story? Don't do what I do and constantly only think about yourself. It took me nearly the entire semester to get  ------------------- and realize this guy was just trying to be my friend. Better late than never I suppose.

Snap judgments and annoyance ruin so many of our perceptions of strangers and not-so-strangers. No one was ever better at seeing past cultural prejudices and petty grievances than Jesus. Tax collectors, the disabled, the beggars, the Samaritans all found mercy in His presence. I'm not sure if Tom is religious but he learned a terrific lesson about loving others and acceptance from a man he was blessed to have call him his friend. We should do the same. We can do the same.

Applicable quote of the day:
“Real relationships are the product of time spent, which is why so many of us have so few of them.” 
Craig D. Lounsbrough


God bless,
Steve
Luke 18:1

Thursday, April 16, 2026

Concert Of Prays

 

Concert Of Prays

This entry from April 16, 2018 is about the best thing ever said to me at a school function!
This past Tuesday, we had our annual Spring Band Concert at WCS. As always, it was terrific! Linda and Michael Smith co-direct our four bands and they do an absolutely amazing job. All four bands (fifth grade, sixth grade, seventh & eighth grade, high school) played and all four were incredible. We hear them in December at our Christmas Concert but in the Spring, they even surpass that holiday event! Get this- a number of our eighth graders are so good, they play with the high school group! The future is bright indeed. Here's my one question: For the last piece, all four bands played together perfectly and they never practice together. How do they do that? Try that in a sport!!!

As terrific as the musical performance was, it was only my second favorite part of the evening. As I was walking out of the gym, the concert hall for the evening, a lady approached me and asked,
"Are you Coach Hawley?"
"Yes, ma'am,"
She introduced herself and told me her child was a student in one of my classes. Furthermore, her child absolutely loves the Bible class and they discuss what we do/learn on a daily basis. I was flattered; that's exactly the kind of interaction teachers love having with parents. But the best was yet to come!
"Coach Hawley, we pray for  you every night and we pray for you by name!"
WOW! I was absolutely blown away! I thanked her profusely and the next morning, I made sure her child knew I had the honor of meeting Mom. In an eventful week for me, it was the most eventful event. In a paraphrase of Mark Twain's famous quote, I can live a week on an eventful event!

There are people I know who pray for me on a regular basis. I know because they've told me and some of them are you who are reading this.... and you know who you are. I pray for a number of people on an everyday schedule but except for my players, I rarely tell anyone. Often, as happened in the halls a number of times last week, I tell kids at school I'm praying for them about a situation. But, that is usually a time or two until the crisis is passed or it simply slips my mind. I pray for my relatives but that is expected. But to find out that someone whose path has never crossed yours is lifting your name to the Lord is just something that lifts the spirit. I've never had anyone tell me they were praying for me to whom I didn't instantly feel a huge debt of gratitude. Come to think of it, I've never told anyone I was praying for them that I didn't receive that same thankful reaction! That's a pretty good impetus for me to share that insider information as well! I guess I just needed to face the music joyfully! Bring on more concerts!


Applicable quote of the day:
"Prayer becomes more meaningful as we counsel with the Lord in all of our doings, as we express heartfelt gratitude, and as we pray for others."
David A. Bednar

God bless,
Steve
Luke 18:1

Wednesday, April 15, 2026

Dad And Dandelions

 

Dad And Dandelions



Today is the eighteenth anniversary of Dad's passing. Sometimes I tell my students stuff about my family I don't think they believe, seen through their 2062 eyes. This is one of them, from November 14, 2011

To listen to Tony Joe White sing Polk Salad Annie, please copy and paste the link below!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MCSsVvlj6YA

Each Monday through Friday, I eat lunch with our elementary teachers, which means with a bunch of lovely ladies. On Friday, Katy Shirley related a tragedy concerning a couple who tragically ate mushrooms from their backyard that had been added to soup. I mentioned my mother's family eating polk salad picked wild in rural Arkansas and to my surprise, none of them knew what I was talking about. I mentioned one of the greatest songs ever, Tony Joe White's Polk Salad Annie, posted at the top of the page; none of them had ever heard of it. I tried to describe the turnip-green like plant but to no avail. What was amazing to me was that all these women are from the south and I just assumed all southerners knew polk salad. I was mistaken.

When we were kids, I had amazing and a different kind of parents than I see with many of my students. Much of it has to do with life in a small town versus metropolitan living. Some has to do with my parents being raised through The Depression and growing up with a frugal outlook. With that in mind, we did not always eat what the other kids ate. My mom was a southerner so we dined on  grits and cornbread and black eyed peas. That's pretty mainstream even though not part of the cultural landscape of Nebraska. But Dad thought outside the box. He got the idea that if my mom's family could eat polk salad, we could eat dandelions. And so, he would pick and cook dandelions as if they were turnip greens. I don't recall if they made us eat any. My contention was that there were dogs in our neighborhood and we all know that dogs mark their territory and....................... You see where I'm coming from. But our father was in effect killing two birds with one stone- lawn maintenance AND supper.

You know, this really isn't an entry about polk salad or dandelions or even Tony Joe White and one of the greatest songs ever. It's about family. In classes this semester, I've told the students how my mom had no name for six months after birth and how my great grandparents were immigrants from Denmark. If they were listening, they've heard how I scared my brother, Dave, to death one night and that my maternal grandparents got married when my grandmother was only fifteen. They found out my second cousin, Caleb, made it to the final round of twenty-four on American Idol and that I was born in Brooklyn and Mom could see the Statue Of Liberty out of her hospital window. Every family has stories and legends and tales which tie them together or in the sad cases, tear them apart. The Bible tells us that our Father set the lonely people in families. Our families define our perspective on life and our outlook for both this life and the one to come. My dad turned into a good cook when Mom's Alzheimer's left her incapable of the simplest steps in the kitchen. Dandelions weren't his best dish but it's a reason why we loved him. He wasn't afraid to be different but more importantly, he wasn't afraid to show his love to his wife or kids or the Lord. And he always put food on the table, even if it sometimes came from the backyard.

Applicable quote of the day:
"
The family.  We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together."
Erma Bombeck


God bless,
Steve
Luke 18:1