Hello from Third Period in Room 300

For as long as I can remember, creating things, journaling, making videos, collecting stickers, rearranging my bedroom furniture in the middle of the night and doodling was my greatest outlet. 

 

God love my mother and her tolerance for that audacious phase of paint pens 😳 

labeling everything I owned. 🖌

Humor me, please, and tell me I am not the only one that VAN GOH'D everything I owned. 

My light switch of all things, AND my phone AND Sony boombox. 😂

And the grace my father showed me when he fired up his jeep to jam out to what he thought would be Huey Lewis and the News--turns out I indeed would need "The Power of Love." 

Barbie and Ken's conversation would not be enough to save me. 

(yes, I used to record conversations between my barbies and dad's beloved Huey Lewis fell victim) 😅

(The Power of Love - Huey Lewis)

video reference

Creating things and bringing things to 

life was SURE AS SUNSHINE a big part 

of me. 

As a teacher, expressing my creativity has continued, while ensuring my students make meaningful connections to difficult concepts.   

💡If the available materials weren't enough to provide ample practice for my students, I would design my own.💡

Developing resources and ways to inspire learning comes natural to me, and its something I genuinely enjoy. I’ve spent countless hours -😳over 25 years😳- designing materials that not only engage students but also bring fun and creativity into their learning space. For me, teaching is about more than imparting knowledge—it’s about making the experience memorable and inspiring for everyone involved. 

A few years ago, I had a class with some special students that impacted me in MANY WAYS! 

They encouraged me, relentlessly, to pursue my teacher store and make it work! So, I did it. But never promoted it! I would create material, load it up to my store  and thats it. A few years later, I'm continuing to work on material and they still ask how my store is doing........

It's 'THEIR DISAPPOINTMENT' that finally resonated with me.  

Like a walking paradox- I am encouraging my students to be bold and take risks, yet I hesitate to do the same for myself. 

Perhaps, I'll follow my own advice.  

It will always be a work in progress, just as it is for them. 

So, here I am! 

Officially sharing Ms. Murphy’s Makings, a space where teachers can find unique, thoughtful, and creative classroom materials that are teacher tested and student approved.  

It’s more than a store—it’s the culmination of years of passion, creativity, and thoughtful collaboration with co-teacher professionals along the way. 

 

TpT Store

Thank you sweet girls from 3rd period in Room 300, and for the name of this blog! 

A NAME WITH MEANING 

Their enthusiasm is contagious, and their belief in me brought me here.

❤B

return to my love: after 15 years

Nooooo, its not a man, silly, BUT........ Fifteen years. That’s how long it’s been since I last shared my thoughts, my heart, and my words with the world. A lot can happen in a decade and a half, and let me tell you, a lot has happened. Life has been a mix of beauty and brokenness, triumphs and trials, and moments that tested every fiber of my being. Some experiences brought me to my knees in gratitude, while others forced me to my knees in prayer. Through it all, one thing has remained constant: MY FAITH. Growing up, my parents instilled in me a spiritual foundation that has been my anchor. It’s the very foundation that has carried me through life’s storms and reminded me that even in the darkest moments, there is purpose. AsReal Talk Kim so powerfully puts it, “If you have a pulse, you have a purpose.” And today, I’m leaning into that purpose by returning to the one thing that has always been a part of me: writing. The past 15 years have been a journey of rejections, heartbreaks, and redirections. But every single one of those experiences was not a detour—it was a step closer to my destination. Every closed door taught me resilience. Every painful moment reminded me of the power of hope. And every redirection led me closer to the path I was always meant to walk. So why now? Why return to writing after all this time? Because I’ve realized that stories have power—our stories, my story, your story. They remind us that we’re not alone, that we’re all navigating this beautifully messy thing called life. Writing has always been a way for me to process, to connect, and to heal. And if sharing my journey can bring even a glimmer of hope or encouragement to someone else, then it’s worth every vulnerable word. This is not just a return to the page; it’s a celebration of survival, of growth, and of faith. It’s a reminder that no matter how much time has passed or how far you’ve strayed from a passion, you can always come back. Because if you’re still here, you’re not done yet. There’s more to be written, more to be lived, and more to be shared. So here I am, pen in hand (oops-fingers on keys), heart wide open, ready to embrace this next chapter. I don’t know exactly where this journey will lead, but I do know this: every word I write is a testament to the grace that has carried me this far and the purpose that propels me forward. Thank you for joining me on this continued adventure: it's like a postpartum episode of 'creative conclusions'... Stay Tuned... Here’s to the stories- yet to be told and the capricious journey yet to unfold. New blog name loading......... "Patience is key—they say good things take time, so I'll change my profile pic later........ like in 15 years. Until then, let's not distract my subscribers with the shocking glow-up!" 😎 ✌️ my friends and followers.