Showing posts with label Mariah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mariah. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 17, 2019

NPM19 - Day 17 - Animals

Continuing with ideas from the book. This time, Animals and a cinquain

              
I have a giveaway of a new poetry book here. Be sure to enter!

Tabatha Yeatts has created a link to poems teachers and librarians can print for poetry month, titled "Poetry in The Halls". I'm grateful to be one of the poets!

Jama Rattigan has a post HERE with many poets' goals for April.


The Progressive Poem schedule can be found on the right!




my horse, Mariah

pleasure…
the coat that’s soft,
nuzzle with a nicker,
beloved scent like no other -
pony

Linda Baie ©


Wednesday, March 1, 2017

SOLC17 2/31 - The Me I Used To Be



My thanks for the March Slice of Life challenge with the Two Writing Teachers community for Day Two of Thirty-One.  Thank you, Stacey, Beth, Deb, Betsy, Lanny, Kathleen, Lisa, and Melanie.  

In addition to the Tuesday slicing, I connect to other groups throughout the week on my blog, except for Thursdays and Sundays. It's great NOT to have a post on Thursday because that's when I work at a nearby used bookstore (maybe another slice?) I work my shift on Thursdays there, and sometimes other days. This March, I thought I'd take Thursdays to live in the past and share a little of the "me I used to be". 

          I taught early in my marriage and when my first child was born, I stopped to stay home with my son, and then with my daughter. As they grew up, I found more time to do other things. Part of those were 'things" with and for the kids. Yes, I was a soccer mom, a band parent, a stage mom, a gymnastics mom. But at one point my daughter wanted to learn how to ride horses, so we found a stable and she started.  Soon enough, we bought a horse and I too began to ride again. I needed to get in shape and learn more. In my childhood, I rode a little, and one grandparent bought me a pony that I rode when I visited. But that really was play, and not very serious riding. This time I was grown up and had to keep up the riding with our horse. It was stabled, so that meant a drive there 3 or 4 times a week. I was both excited and terrified. It became one of the best learning I've ever done.