Anne Banks

I am 41 years young. I grew up just two miles outside of Boston, MA, in a... read more

Anne Banks


I am 41 years young. I grew up just two miles outside of Boston, MA, in a large, loving family with eight crazy siblings who I am happy to call my friends.  I currently  live just outside of Concord, NH with my husband of 20 years and two amazing teenage boys, ages 16 and 19.  There are days when I wonder how I am so incredibly blessed to be surrounded by so much family and love. 

My first career path was in the world of fashion merchandising.  I managed a variety of women's clothing stores until I met my husband and had my first son.  It was financially difficult, but I stopped working full time to be home with my children.  During that time, I sold hand crafted items, became a licensed manicurist, day-care provider, and personal trainer (not at the same time).  As the boys entered school, I purchased the health club I was currently working in and ran that for 6 years until the "giant franchise" of fitness moved in less than a quarter mile down the road from my location. As the saying goes..."When one door closes, another one opens."  If my gym had never closed, I would have never found what I believe is my true calling; teaching.

With an enormous amount of debt from the gym, I needed to find a job quickly that was still flexible enough for me to be home for my children.  I immediately applied to school districts.  I was accepted at a small, rural  high school with a low socio-economic status and a reputation for having troubled students.  As soon as I entered, I fell in love.

After 3 years of working as a paraprofessional, I went back to school to earn my degree in special education.  I have been teaching for 3 years now.  I love teaching. I love being a part of a student's day. I love learning from them as much as I love teaching them. However, I despise the politics that go along with teaching and I am often a little too vocal about it but, I am working on that.

I have always loved to write.  When I was young, I would write poetry and make up little stories.  I didn't know it then, but it was a form of therapy.  A way for me to get my feelings out without having to share them out loud with anyone. 

Blogging has done the same thing for me.  I began blogging last year when my oldest son was leaving for college.  It opened a whole new world for me.  Reading other's blogs was comforting and enlightening.  I love reading other's views and sharing my views on world topics, family, and social issues. I hope everyone who stops to read one of posts can take something away with them that makes a difference in their day.