I’m not a TikTok girl. I am around the computer enough each day writing blog posts and taking care of the blog that I need ZERO more time in front of a screen. I’ve also heard it’s one of those things that once you jump on, time flies by. Me, I’d rather have something to show for the things I get sucked into…like a finished quilt or a finished cross stitch piece.
Our daughter Kayla is a TikTok girl and our son Buck loves TikTok too. For those of you who don’t know, TikTok is an app kind of like Facebook or Instagram only what’s show is short videos. Like other social media apps, you can post a lot or little…you can watch a lot or a little.
Kayla’s TikTok is mzkpinz. She posts quite a few videos and the majority of them are teacher-related.
This first video is about an organizer she uses in the school classroom. It’s great for teachers who are teaching older kids. The video has had 308,000 views.
This is what it looks like…The kids are assigned a number and have to put their paper under the designated number. When Kayla slides them out, the papers are organized in alphabetical order, and grading the papers and putting them in the grade book is so much easier.
You can find it HERE.
It can be used for putting things in numeric, alphabetical, monthly, or daily order. I’d love it but I really have no use for it but if you’re a teacher or in an office setting, it looks so useable.
She is working with her kids in health class trying to help them have a more positive mindset. This next quick video she did was so cute…
This kid totally had a good mindset. We all need to be more like him.
Here Kayla did a great video on trying to make yourself more relatable when you are a teacher.
This next one I thought was so cute as I remember Kayla as a 17-year-old.
This last one might bring a tear to your eye. I was a midwest farmer’s daughter and later was married to the midwest farmer, Kayla’s dad, who she is talking about in this video.
I think not hugging and being affectionate was a characteristic of not only mid-west farmer’s daughters but by many dads of the baby bomb generation. Curiously I’d love to know how your dad was with you…Can you relate to Kayla?? I know I sure can.
So that’s what’s going on with Kayla now. If you have an upper-level teacher in your life and they are a TikTok user, let them know about Kayla’s account. They might find something useful there.
My dad was a New York City policeman and was very loving and affectionate. Unfortunately, he passed away from cancer when I was twelve years old. He was only forty-three. I am now seventy-one and I can still cry at the drop of a hat when I think of him. I was blessed to marry a wonderful man very much like him and we have been together for forty-nine years. My father showed me what a good man was, and even though I was young when he passed, it was a lesson I learned well from spending quality time with him.
I throughly enjoyed these videos. Kayla is an awesome teacher! I don’t remember hugs but I knew I was loved.
As a young child I remember my father being affectionate until school age. it became less because both my dad and stepmother worked the nightshift. It wasn’t until my diagnosis of brain cancer at age 11 it returned briefly. Now my father, 73, is regretting that as he sees family and friends dying from covid. I on the other hand craved affection as a child and was and still am a hugger became the over achiever to fill in that gap.
I’m amused by the thought children teach their parents and as they age the parents become the teacher and in the end… “know they love you.” –
– Crosby Stills & Nash (I think)
My dad was a Midwest farmer. As a youngster I gave my mother a goodnight kiss but not my dad. Then one night I planted one on his cheek but never again until…. I was in my early 20’s and leaving for college out of state. Then he would hug me goodbye. It seemed that as he aged he hugged me more when we greeted or parted. But, he never hugged my brothers. My husband is a western farmer and the same way. He hugs our daughters but not our son. It’s sad boys are raised that way.
Kayla is a wonderful teacher for those kids in middle school or older, she get them. I can appreciate her candor about her dad, mine was and still is a non hugging father. My mom was great about pointing out to us that Love comes in many different forms, like fixing our bike or watering our horses when we were busy with school stuff. When I was young my parents were just getting started and trying to build a career, there was very little time that wasn’t spent working on the farm or being an electrician. By the time the last 3 kids came along he had more flexibility to go to school things and be more involved in what they were doing. He took great care to provide for 6 kids, that was his love. He is much like Kramer even today.
I totally relate to Kayla. I am a midwest farmer’s daughter (baby boomer) and that is exactly how my father was. I didn’t know differently and accepted that it was okay. I always felt loved. Farmers just usually don’t have time to be a hands on daddy. I’m so glad Kayla knew she was loved by her father.
Totally my dairy farmer’s life of love. The only time we ever said I love you? I decided to sit down and have a deep conversation with Dad about 6w before he died of lung cancer. Yup, just once. I feel ya Kayla/sibs.
We always had a roof, food, clothes, a few toys, a dog and/or cat, a working vehicle to get around and plenty of land to be “free range kids”. Most of all? I learned to work hard for what I wanted and achieve my goals.
Kayla, I’m so proud of you for teaching your students real life. If they only learn these few lessons they will bloom where they are planted because of YOU!
Wishing ya’ll a wonderful week.
Wow! Kayla’s videos are awesome.
I loved how you organized your sewing room Jo. Mine seems to be a mess most of the time. As I was looking at your pictures of your room I noticed the penny candy jars with red knobs. Where did you find them Jo? Mom had one when I was growing up and she put her cookie cutters in it. I would love to find one to do the same. You and Kramer have raised the best kids! They were loved and knew it… Thank you for your advice if you can help me with those candy jars!
Kayla must be a great teacher! I love that she is willing to share stories with her students and knows she will cry! That is so liberating, both for her and her students.
My Dad was not a hugger. Now that I look back on my young childhood no one in my family was a hugger. Then my father died so unexpectedly at age 43. My Mom was 40. I was 18, my brother was, 16, and my sister, 14. We all needed hugs. We started and continue to be huggers. Anyone that knows me knows I love hugs.
In my quilt guild, our age group is older, we realized that so many of our members have lost their spouses. We started hugging each other. It may be the only time another person touches them. Touch is so important to our well-being. It has blossomed into a wonderful tradition. Everyone needs hugs!