Thanks Stacey, Tara, Dana, Beth, Anna and Betsy!
I introduced the Slice of Life with students yesterday. They wrote, broke into groups, and shared. From my observations in one group, it seems that they "got it", and were willing to try describing a piece of their lives. I kept it low-key, and we'll write again tomorrow. This group does have good writing experience, but now the challenge is to get them to narrow the focus, revise in all the different ways to revise to make the writing good. Step one, step two... and on! Exciting!
And I wrote too:
There are those who say that messy desks open up paths to creativity, but I'm wondering. My desk at school is not messy, but is piled high, and no, I'm not going to show you a picture of it, but I am going to discuss one tiny slice of my life that occurs about twice a week.
I have a narrow hallway in my new home, not even room for a narrow table. When I walk into my home, the first thing I 'run in to' is my dining table, beautifully large and long, just right for placing things. And sometimes it seems that every.single.thing brought into the house ends up there. When company is coming, I scurry around, shooing all these things to their proper places: catalogs to a small globe table shelf, junk mail to the desk/table in my office/library books to the library book stack, coat to the coat closet handbag to the rolling cart in the office. Well, I imagine you understand. I actually am rather organized and my home is not filled with clutter, except for the dining table! And so every few days I de-clutter, till the next time.
|This in NOT my table, but it's very clean, must have a pretty view.|
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|This is the table, covered with stuff too often.|