Saga Twenty-Five

Jake and Sally's Camper at the left

Friday May 25 we headed south for camping and a wonderful four nights and five days of camping with our good friends Sally and Jake. With the exception of rain on Monday, the weather was perfect. No mosquitoes.


Friday night provided drama. Hubby, although he doesn't drive anymore, usually backs up our popup camper and so it was that he was at the wheel. He was agitated and it was sundown time. In a mood that he doesn't remember he told me we are going home. He didn't want to stay.


"Get in the car," he orders me.


"No," I reply. "It is too far home and we are staying here."


He made me feel like a rebellious wife, not obeying her husband. I recognized that this was a sundowning episode that he has had on occasions. I took our dog out of the car, fearing that he would actually decide to go home. Somehow I mustered enough courage to tell him that if he left the campgrounds in our Expedition I would call the sheriff, have him stopped and "Baker Acted". I have never ever had to talk like this to my husband whom I love dearly, but "for better and for worse" includes "for worse". I coaxed him out of the car and he sat down. Later that first evening DH forgets about the incident and asks me if I am mad at him. “No,” I say, and “I love you.” The extended Memorial Day weekend would proceed without further meltdowns.


Mirror and Place for Sunscreen, Etc.

Meanwhile I drove the car and popup camper around the sparsely occupied campground so I could drive forward to our spot. Jake helped me set up the popup. Setup of this popup is in Jake's long-term memory because he used to own it. In contrast to DH, Jake is a bundle of energy and you have to watch what he does because it is not always rational. He wanted to take everything out of our popup so he could clean it.


"No, Jake," and he listened and we proceeded to do just enough to get set up while hubby looked on. The picture at the left shows just one drawer that Jake thought he had to empty. Remarkably free of bugs (I found only one dead spider), it didn't need to be cleaned out of pots and pans and items that this spacious 6 bed popup was able to store. Over a year ago I had placed labels on drawers so my husband could find things. This also shows his cell phone charger plugged in at the bottom left. Routines and clues are so important for Alzheimer's patients. Hubby would use that cell phone during our camping when he had forgotten where I was. I got calls in the bathroom and at the club house.

With camp set up, and Ziggy in a travel cage in Jake and Sally’s more secure with better air-conditioning camper, we set off for dinner at Sony’s. We have a lovely dinner and scope out the town of Clewiston to plan our weekend. We will have Sunday brunch at the Clewiston Inn and then go to the 11 am church nearby. Memorial Day we will schedule an airboat ride. We return to bail out Ziggy and bring him to our popup. This first night of four I do not sleep well. The senior citizen lady that I am I had to get up in the middle of the night four times to use the bathroom. This involves walking about a block to the clean bathhouse. It disturbed both hubby and dog Ziggy. The next three nights would proceed more smoothly as hubby and Ziggy were more used to this routine of mine.

Saturday, May 26 we again put Ziggy in his cage in our friends camper and we head off the Clewiston., such a small town, but we manage to find a Goodwill. DH finds his usual seat in the store and the three of us look around. Sally finds a book by Max Lucado to read; I had brought my advanced copy book by Mark Shriver  to read, A Good Man, which I will review on this blog in June to write about Sargent Shriver's Alzheimer's. Back at the campsite Sally and I make BLT sandwiches that we serve picnic style at the club house porch. In the club house where Ziggy also hangs out we have devotions from Dana’s Galatians book. Jake and Sally go swimming. DH watches TV in the club house and I read, get on line on my small notebook computer and go on a walk finding a family of ducks (pictured).  For dinner I assemble the salad from the fixings I cut up at 4 am Friday morning before we left and Sally adds chicken she has grilled. We eat in their camper and after dinner, three of us play several games of UNO with Jake not joining us. I was very pleased that DH joined the UNO game. As Shriver's doctor told his daughter, when you have seen one case of Alzheimer's, you have seen one case of Alzheimer's. Lots of contrasts between DH and Jake.

Sunday as planned we have brunch at Clewiston Inn. Sally did something wonderful I thought since I am spending more time in prayer this year; she told waitress Elena that we pray at our meals and "How we could pray for her?" We prayed that she would make it through the day. Another time she asked waitress for a prayer request and we prayed that she could get her own place to live. Today at the grocery store I looked at the Choice Books display and purchased The Power of Praying by Stormie Omartian. The young man who bagged my groceries said that he bet that was a good book. I had him carry out the groceries so I would be able to pray for him that the LORD would give him another job or promotion because he is getting married in September. Thanks Sally, for this really good idea.  

The eleven AM church service was wonderful and we were warmly greeted. My husband stood when they asked all service men to stand. For the offertory the pianist played a medley of "Spirit of the Living God" and "My Country 'Tis of Thee. The wonderful pastor, short in stature, but mighty in faith delivered an inspiring message, “You Won’t Even Know When I am Gone”, for Pentecost Sunday. Christ told his followers that he needed to go away so that the Holy Spirit who would guide them into all truth will come. Text was: Acts 2:1-21 and John 15:26, 27; 16:4b-15. As is my practice, I took sermon notes on my notebook computer.

Trust the Spirit, look to the Scriptures,

and do what the Spirit says to do.

I needed that message--direction for this journey we are on. When you care for an Alzheimer's loved one, you need a simple life--not a popup camper that has holes to fix. That afternoon we discuss the popup. So much work to set up and DH and I decide to get rid of it. He will not remember that decision on Monday, but at least Sally is my witness that this decision was made--we had even prayed together about where it would go. Jake with his Alzheimer's will not always be able to help us, and hubby wasn't comfortable with camping with his Friday night meltdown.

Lock Going Out to the Lake

Monday, Memorial Day, we go on an airboat ride on Lake Okeechobee in the morning. We have lunch at the Clewiston Inn and it starts to pour rain. Back at the campsite we assess the damage to the popup. Not bad and husband seems to have forgotten that we have decided to get rid of it. Sally and I both have naps.

By Monday Jake checks the inside and turns on the refrigerator which we didn't think worked because the Jayco dealer said it couldn't be fixed. I was using that small refrigerator to store cans. At night we eat out at the Tiki Bar—hubby ordering his coconut shrimp and I ordering a taco salad minus the shell, olives and sour cream--idea from my Weight Watcher leader. Both Sally and I are doing Weight Watchers, although not perfectly with camping.

When we return to the campsite, we have devotions from Dana’s Galatians book.  Everyone turns in except I get on my notebook computer in the popup and check the Internet, learning some new prayer requests. We will leave in the morning. 

Tuesday morning. Decision time. No electricity when we are ready to leave. I discover cold cans in the refrigerator—the camper refrigerator works after all! However, there had been too much plugged in with my notebook computer, our cell phones and that refrigerator. The air conditioner doesn’t work. We needed fuses, perhaps, or the source for electricity at the campground wasn't working. But time to go and not solve the fuses.

With taking the popup down, I wondered if we could just drive it somewhere and not take it home. I feel like this would be a step of faith, and hadn't I learned that with the pastor's Pentecost sermon? I call my neighbor's cell; he used to work at a RV dealer that would be on the way home. I leave a message, but don't hear back from him. I empty all the drawers except the miscellaneous drawer where I have lights and fuses. I leave notes in that drawer and safety pins that I used to pin up curtains. I put what I can into our Expedition and Sally and Jake pick up other items to transport back to Plant City.

New Adventures for This Popup Camper

Then I remember that a wonderful family of five in my church might want our popup--the wife had once said to me that if we ever wanted to get rid of it, they might be interested. I talk to the couple and I tell them all about it. This family is very resourceful and I know they can deal with the popup camper's quirks. The family said yes and  two delightful daughters helped settle it on their property which was on our way home to Plant City. 

We arrive home safely driving through rain without the popup. Exhausted, nonetheless I substitute teach on Wednesday and hubby actually mows the front yard without my pressuring him.

Wednesday night we go over to Sally and Jake's to get our stuff and we go to dinner at Weight Watcher friendly Applebee's and reminisce about the weekend, with Jake and DH remembering some of the weekend. Both did remember the airboat ride. Hubby pretends sometimes to remember recent events while Jake often looks mystified. Alzheimer's is different for everyone, but as Jake's T-shirt says, old guys rule. 

Without Jake, we couldn't have camped.



Sally and I love our husbands who do need us to explain things to them now. We appreciate what they can do--Jake's willingness to always help, and DH's humor and easy-going attitude--most times.

Books on What to Tell Children About Alzheimer's

How can you explain the changes Alzheimer's brings to a grandparent to children? Two children's books help.

In The Memory Box, by Mary Bahr, published in 1992, Zach tells the story of visiting his grandparents for three weeks on summer break. He looks forward to fishing with Gramps and eating Gram's cooking.

One night early in the visit Gramps tells about a memory box that his father, Great Gramps, had given Gramps. The idea is that an old person and a young person fill the box together so that "no matter what happens to the old person, the memories are saved forever." The three characters decide to make a memory box for Zach and Gramps. Pictures, a recipe and written stories are put in the blox. More will be added.

One day, on a walk Zach notices changes with Gramps. "That day it seemed like his body walked with me, but his thoughts strolled somewhere else." Another day Gramps wanders off without shoes. When found, Grams explains, "The mind doesn't go all at once, or all the time, but it never comes back the same way."

At the end of the visit Zach was sent home with the memory box to add things to it for the next summer when he would come back.

Maria Shriver has written What's Happening to Grandpa? published in 2004. The book is about a girl named Kate who was taught "always, always to stick up for your family." Kate's family always visited the grandparents on Sundays, and one Sunday Kate noticed that Grandpa kept repeating the same storeis and didn't remember what he had done earlier in the day. Kate notices when her Grandpa gets angry because he can't find something and he yells at Grandma. Kate asks her mother about this behavior and finds out that he has Alzheimer's. Mom tells her he will begin to forget more and more and says

That's why it's so important to cherish who he is today.

One Sunday Kate chooses to be with her Grandpa instead of with her friends. She explains to them: "Alzheimer's is when you lose your memory. You get confused and ask the same things over and over. It starts slow and gets worse with time." That Sunday Kate works with her Grandfather to make an album of pictures. She writes down what he tells her.  

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Character Shawn, a disabled young person in Stuck in Neutal by Terry Truman, writes:

Memory is all we have, for ourselves and for the people we love. The memories of us, once we die, are all that's left of us.

For the believer, there is more; life in heaven awaits where there will be no more Alzheimer's. Meanwhile there are grandchildren  who need simple answers that these two pictured books provide. They can cherish the memories of grandparents while there is opportunity.

Saga Twenty-Four

I had to attend a workshop in Orlando, Florida. Hubby wanted to go with me and was willing to sit in a lounge area during the 9 to 4 workshop. The first hour he contentedly sat there--no TV--didn't want a paper. He still reads hymns at church when we sing, but doesn't like to read much else except his daily schedule. This has got to be annoying for him, I thought.

I asked one workshop participant who sat next to me if she would mind moving to the only other vacant seat in the room. The leaders agreed to let my husband into the workshop to sit beside me. This worked so well.

After the workshop, he said to me, "Carol, you work so hard. What fun thing do you want to do here in Orlando?"

"Outlet malls," I quickly replied.

"That it is!" was his reply.

At a large outlet mall with lots of customers, lots of purchases, we found a cool table with an umbrella for him to sit at while I went into Victory Secrets to buy gifts for two bridal showers. Success--I got the gifts! While I was gone, a gentleman approached my husband and asked if he had any money. Hubby said "yes" and gave him the $9 he had in his wallet. He could tell me about it later because it was an unusual happening for him. The next day at church he could also remember and talk about this event. I love the generous LORD in my hubby. Hubby was generous with a stranger and also generous with letting me have down time to go shopping.

We went on to find a place to eat supper on International Drive, so famous for all kinds of entertainment, shops and eating places. In the midst of traffic I turned left into a strip mall and found another umbrella place for hubby. Beautiful weather. He is happy to sit anywhere when I am nearby and if he needs me he calls me on my cell. He just doesn't have energy to walk around. I headed to a gift shop and found another gift for someone. He calls when I am paying for this T-shirt and then I meet him at the outside table. A waiter with an "I love Jesus" cap has given him a glass of cold water and we are invited in to eat at OWhirlyDome, 6464 International Drive.

It turned out to be a place that had been open only two days. We eat so boring usually, especially because I am on Weight Watchers, but decided on fancy with coconut! Coconut oil is on hubby's daily menu. We ordered a large coconut shrimp appetizer and a citrus salad--both so delicious--and shared both. We complimented the management that we couldn't remember when we had recently enjoyed our meal so much and said our waitress was so lovely. Hubby also enjoyed his Johnny Black Scotch and water! With not a lot of customers yet, I chatted with the waitress and performed two of my raps for her. Danielle said she was going to make that coconut fudge that hubby gets every day usually.

We drove home and I worked on my seminary paper on stress management--prayer and the caregiver. That 20 page paper is essentially done now, although the topic is huge. Have seen wonderful answers to prayer recently also.

Yes. I always have a lot going on and hubby just wants to be with me. Sigh!

Today we will go to the monthly senior group at Sally and Jake's church, where we are becoming regulars. I have been asked to do the devotional. I am talking on "leaving a prayer legacy."

Saga Twenty-Three

It's been several months since I have posted a saga. Hubby remains in stage one of Alzherimer's, thank the LORD!

Monday I had my husband angry with me (this is rare but part of the disease) because I didn't come home when the schedule on his clipboard said I should come home. I called to tell him why I would be delayed, but he didn't remember why--I was checking on his flight arrangements and even though I called to tell him about this, he became angry and had forgotten with the next phone call. In fact, as I called to reassure him when I would be home, he wouldn't answer the home phone or his cell phone as I fought my way through traffic to get home. Emergengies happen and what is an emergency to the patient, may not be an emergency to the caregiver who has more problem-solving skills. When I got home, I deverted his attention by our going out to dinner. Tuesday he had forgotten about my airport trip.

I wrote earlier about the emergency of the missing cell phone and the missing watch that upset my husband. Calmly, on my part,  we worked through that. Sunday a tech-savvy-20-something friend at church put pictures on my husband's new cell phone so he can remember names of people at church.

My emergency happened while cutting up tomatoes with my great Chef's Envy kitchen tool for dicing, shredding and chopping. I had been neglecting the safety handle. Sure enough I cut my thumb while slicing tomatoes and had difficulty stopping the bleeding. Hubby, who still has a driver's license he doesn't use, was going to drive me to urgent care. However, with pressure and ice I was able to stop that bleeding and with coaching he was able to finish dinner preparations.

The next emergency happened when we came home last Sunday after church.  Our air conditioning was broken. The dog was panting in the 89  degree heat in the house and hubby expected that I call someone. His computer died and I couldn't easily find the phone number of the man who installed this air conditioner several years ago. DH was beside himself. Situations need to be solved immediately for him.  I just thought we could go to our back yard deck and solve it on Monday, but no. It had to be solved immediately so hubby could watch his TV. I put ceiling fans on and opened windows.  A call in to our friends Sally and Jake and we had someone coming Sunday night. The dog and I headed to the back deck. Before I knew it, hubby was driving our car out of the garage so the repair man could get up in the attic to fix our air conditioning.

But yesterday we had a lovely outing, sponsored by Bok Tower and the Alzheimer's Association. I drove five of us including our friends Sally and Jake and a new lady friend Caroline (who daily visits her husband in a nursing home) in our gas guzzler. They helped pay for the gas. I saw other people whom I have met in care groups or workshops there and we caught up on their news.

Bok Tower and Sanctuary is approximately 50 acres founded in the 1920s by Ladies Home Journal editor Edward William Bok and designed and executed by Fredrick Olmsted. The purpose stated was to create a "retreat of repose and a refuge for birds" along with to showcase plants. Twelve paid gardeners and many volunteers including our tour guide work there. Although it was in the hurricanes of 2004, in several months in was restored and the tower was fine. Music chimes from that tower. At one point on the tour we were given a 20 minute session on tai chi, yoga, and pilates. Before lunch Sally and I had a massage, but our husbands didn't want  a massage and others assured them where we were. Both husbands had forgotten how we had gotten there--our car. Sally and I both bought plants and I planted ours when we got home. Bok Tower is giving caregivers a yearly pass to this retreat and others sponsors had gifts including lunch by a elder law firm. Sally won a gift basket and I won a $25 Walmart gift certificate. This morning hubby had to be reminded of our Bok trip, but did fondly recall it.


Sign Welcomes Caregivers



Jake and DH on the Tour

Ask Alex: The Automated Answer Lady at United

Talking to United Airlines is like talking to a hubby with dementia. You have to repeat things often. As a couple we minimize this by having a clipboard list of the day's events, but when we are out and about hubby asks repeatedly where we are going. I am very patient. It is not his fault.

However, when I brought the following United Airlines dialogue on the Internet to my Alzheimer's Association support group yesterday, we were all in stitches. The dialogue has been edited to take the United Airlines links out and I have put some of my dialogue with the pictured lady Alex in red.

Alex: Hi, I'm Alex, your united.com guide. I've been designed to make your time on our website as fast and efficient as possible. Just type in a question, keyword or phrase below and I'll take you to the information you're looking for.

You Asked: My husband has stage one Alzheimer . .

Alex: I'm not sure I understand, please try rewording your question.

You Asked: Can I walk my husband to the door of the plane because he has beginning dementia?

Alex: I'm not sure I understand, please try rewording your question.

You Asked: Where do I call to get my question answered?

Alex: I can answer many questions about reservations, but you can find additional contact information when you select the appropriate topic on this Web page. View Page

Here's More:

Contact Reservations

Contact United Customer Care

Contact MileagePlus by mail or phone

Baggage Resolution Service Center

You Asked: Contact United Customer Care

Alex: If you would like to provide feedback on a recent travel experience, use the form on this Web page. If you would like to contact United regarding future flight reservations, select the Contact Us link below. View Page

Here's More:

Contact us

You Asked: Contact United Customer Care

Alex: If you would like to provide feedback on a recent travel experience, use the form on this Web page. If you would like to contact United regarding future flight reservations, select the Contact Us link below. View Page

Here's More:

Contact us

You Asked: This has not been helpful, Alex

Alex: I'm sorry that I'm having trouble answering your questions.

Here's More:

Contact us

You Asked: I need to walk my husband to the plane door.

Alex: I'm not sure I understand, please try rewording your question.

You Asked: After the security check, I am not sure he actually will get on the plane. Please provide information on an assistant.

Alex: The Transportation Security Administration, U.S. Customs and Border Protection and the Department of Homeland Security work together to ensure the safety of customers, civilians and the United States as a whole. To view regulations and procedures specific to these agencies, please follow the links below.

Here's More:

Transportation Security Administration

U.S. Customs and Border Protection

Department of Homeland Security

You Asked: This is not my question. I need medical information.

Alex: I'm not sure how to answer that. I understand simple questions best, can you try asking that in a different way?

You Asked: Help! My husband might get lost flying by himself.

Alex: I am not positive that I understand what you are asking, please try rewording your question.

You Asked: Whom can I call?

Alex: I can answer many questions about reservations, but you can find additional contact information when you select the appropriate topic on this Web page.

You Asked: phone number needed

Alex: I can answer many questions about reservations, but you can find additional contact information when you select the appropriate topic on this Web page. View Page

You Asked: I have been trying to do that. My husband has dementia and I want to walk him beyond the security gate to the point where he actually boards the plane.

Alex: There's more than one answer to your question. Please select the topic below that interests you.

Here's More:

Boarding procedures

Security information

You Asked: Boarding procedures

Alex: Generally, uniformed military personnel, customers traveling in a premium cabin and Premier Access customers are invited to board the aircraft along with customers with disabilities before general boarding. Once pre-boarding is complete, United Economy customers are invited by boarding group. Boarding groups are assigned based on your row. Customers seated in the back of the aircraft board earlier than those seated toward the front of the aircraft. Once assigned, your boarding group will appear on your boarding pass.

You Asked: Boarding procedures

Alex: Generally, uniformed military personnel, customers traveling in a premium cabin and Premier Access customers are invited to board the aircraft along with customers with disabilities before general boarding. Once pre-boarding is complete, United Economy customers are invited by boarding group. Boarding groups are assigned based on your row. Customers seated in the back of the aircraft board earlier than those seated toward the front of the aircraft. Once assigned, your boarding group will appear on your boarding pass.

Here's More:

unitedhub.com boarding zones

Boarding passes

Premier Access

Travel documentation requirements

When to arrive at the airport

You Asked: Security information

Alex: The Transportation Security Administration, U.S. Customs and Border Protection and the Department of Homeland Security work together to ensure the safety of customers, civilians and the United States as a whole. To view regulations and procedures specific to these agencies, please follow the links below.

Here's More:

Transportation Security Administration

U.S. Customs and Border Protection

Department of Homeland Security

You Asked: Boarding passes

Alex: We have several options available for customers to get their boarding passes during the check-in process. You can go paperless with our Mobile Boarding Pass option, print your boarding pass from your personal computer, have it faxed to you or even print them at an airport kiosk. If you are within 24 hours of your departure time and are ready to print your boarding pass, select the Online Check-In link below.

You Asked: Goodbye


Alex: Goodbye.

Then I called the main airport, pressed zero as my option and found out that the way most airlines work is that we caregivers need to go to the actual desk at least two hours ahead of time and explain this to someone. I am going wayyyyyy ahead of time--days before--to talk to someone at United in person.

Supplements That May Help

Regularly my husband gets all the nutrition we can afford. The Alzheimer's Reading Room (http://www.alzheimersreadingroom./ has many posts that give insight and here is one with a chart I saved from their research.

What? No coconut oil? I know it works. It is interesting that Dr. Mary Newport's video on coconut oil is the most popular post ever viewed on Plant City Lady and Friends--top of that list. I do not think that my husband would still be in stage one and so happy if it weren't for his coconut oil. Dr. Newport also told me by e-mail to not neglect his Alzheimer's medicines because of the coconut oil, and so twice a day hubby gets Namenda and Exelon pills.

My husband prefers Lipton Diet Green Tea. Notice that green tea is high on that list. So is Omega 3 oil which according to an article by Megan Brooks  may protect against Alzheimer's. I got some that is like candy to give my husband from Winn Dixie the other day. He does take fish oil tablets, but does not like salmon as I do and try to eat whenever I can.

Fran Lowry writes that berries help cognitive decline in this article. Daily my husband has been getting blueberries with his 4 ounces of Activia yogurt. I get the 24 oz container of Activia and make six portions that include those blueberries. At times I substitute strawberries for the blueberries. Yesterday he ate two of those yogurt/blueberry mixtures from the frig. Last night I served my husband strawberry shortcake, instead of his usual ice cream.

There is a lot to say for super foods. Recently I heard that cooked spinach, tumeric, tomatoes, almonds and dark chocolate are super foods. Now spinach is a hard one to sell on my husband, but I'm going to try to put it into dishes. He gets tumeric in supplements from Vitacost. Tomatoes are easy--salad. I found some almonds with cinnamon that are good snacks for him. When I can I will make his daily coconut fudge with dark chocolate chips--maybe next time I will put almonds in his fudge.

When our loved ones with Alzheimer's get the best nutrition possible, surely this helps their overall health. When they get an infection, or break a bone, I have read, their disease progresses quickly. And, whatever I do for him, also helps his caregiver/spouse--me.

Cell Phones Cell Phones

My husband has trouble holding on to things like names of people, cell phones and yesterday his watch. This is not good for maintaining his equalibrium. The cell phone had been lost for five days and yesterday morning his watch came up missing. Calling that cell didn't work. We suspected the dog. Last night we set out after my day of substitute teaching to get either a working watch or a new cell. I think that he can use the cell to tell the time and date which is the function of his cheap Walmart watch. But I don't know that I can convince my husband he needs only the cell. He was given an expensive watch by my California brother several years ago and we take that watch in to get a battery and it turns out it also needs a new part to be able to set that watch. The repair will cost almost as much as a new Walmart watch will cost. I decide to wait and we go to Sprint to see about a cell. (We have lost cells before.) We get a new upgrade phone for him that has a camera in it that maybe he can use with his trip to see his son. I wonder if he can be trained to see the time and date on that cell instead of a watch, thinking that his watch may show up also.

Sure enough, his cheap Walmart watch with the day and date on it (Tues. May 1) that we love was on the bed,  hidden in the covers all day when neither one of us took time to make the bed. It had come off when he slept last night and I will try to get it superglued back together or maybe use velcro to fix it as you can't get a new watch band for it.

Meanwhile I am using the opportunity to program his cell phone to put memory clues in it like my name with "wife" and "neighbor" with name.


The school district says those phones may not be seen in class. When I substitute teach, I deliver one of my "old lady raps"/poems at the end of class when the students are on task and quiet.  Earlier this year I was substituting at a high school and took a cell away first period. Second period I took a cell away. Third period an actual request, "Can we talk on our iPhones when our work is done?" Everyone in that third period had a smart phone and one girl had a monster drink. Inspiration for a picture and a rap! I took a picture of everyone's phone and the monster drink and then the cell phones were hidden and the first draft of that rap was given at the end of the class.

Cell phones cell phones

You all have cell phones

Keep them hidden

They are forbidden.

Steve Jobs has cast his spell

But district policy says no cell

Steve Jobs’ iPhone can help you cheat

Text that question quite a feat.
“Are we allowed to talk on our

iPhones when we are done?”

I reply “No you can’t my son.”

But what will we do for fun?
You can have a Monster drink
That caffeine will help you think.

But district policy says no cell.

Even though Steve Jobs has cast his spell.

The district says no hood or caps

But you can hear a sub who raps.
Cell phones cell phones

You all have cell phones

Keep them hidden

They are forbidden.

One time a school principal actually did the background beat to my rap. Now the drama of my husband's cell phone and watch is greater in my life than the classroom battle. Alzheimer's is drama and keeping my husband in stage one normal is all my current drama.