Life is not measured by how many breaths you take, but by how many moments leave you breathless.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
March 17th
My sister-in-law posted this so I thought I would pass it along: An Old Gaelic Blessing: "May you always be blessed with walls for the wind, a roof for the rain, a warm cup of tea by the fire. Laughter to cheer you, those you love near you and all that your heart might desire."
I am a computer teacher, STAR Discovery teacher and Keystone Technology Integrator for the state of PA. Although I have been teaching for 17 years, I have taught computers for the last 10 years.
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