Showing posts with label two writing teachers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label two writing teachers. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Play - My Slice With Mice

Join us on Tuesdays with the Two Writing Teachers and others who post. 

             Happy Halloween!  "There is a child in every one of us who is still a trick-or-treater looking for a brightly-lit front porch." ~Robert Brault
     

    Play In Three Acts - My Slice With Mice
    or - Please do not think of Beatrix Potter
         

    Act I - Scene I - (evening) - Sitting with feet propped up, dressed cozy for bed, writing. A mouse runs across the floor. Eek!
                 I get up, quietly go to the laundry room where I keep "stuff", like mousetraps. I have only one, and it will have to suffice tonight.

                 Scene II - (morning) - I rise early, tiptoe down past the office, then to the kitchen (coffee first). I've placed the trap behind a wire wastebasket in my office against a wall. (wall recommended on Google) There is no mouse, and the cheese is gone. I carefully pick up the set trap, and get out the peanut butter after once again consulting Google.

    Monday, May 19, 2014

    Summer-almost!

    Time for Tuesday's Slice of Life Sharing at Two Writing Teachers
                         Come join us!  Tweet at #SOL14
                Thanks to Stacey, Tara, Beth, Dana, Betsy and Anna for hosting such a marvelous community!

          I'm not sure if this is a slice or a book review. I began today thinking I would write about gardening and this time that meant mowing my lawn and doing a bit of weeding. Because it snowed last week, then rained, and I was away on the weekend, every green and growing thing GREW! The snow and cold didn't appear to hurt even a bud, so flowers are opening and my small bit of lawn is growing. Here are two pictures of the first iris and columbine. 

    Monday, May 12, 2014

    Beauty, created by an app

    Time for Tuesday's Slice of Life Sharing at Two Writing Teachers
                         Come join us!  Tweet at #SOL14

    Part of my life, as many know, is reading blog posts. I enjoy them, I learn from them, and share what I read often. Last Saturday, Tara Smith wrote here at TWT about her amazing end-of-the-year multi-genre project. While I loved every bit of the description of her work, what caught my eye also was the mention of an app for IPad & other devices named Waterlogue. I've been playing with it since then. We've had snow since Saturday night, so Saturday I raced around taking pictures of those flowers that were already blooming because I knew we would soon lose them. Here are the pictures, but created into watercolor paintings from this app. I just had to show you! There are multiple choices of the look one selects, and one can frame them, or create a postcard from the art, print and mail. It was super easy. Here are the basic pics I chose. The snow pic Monday morning, then the flowers from Saturday, plus one of apples because I wanted to try it. Enjoy looking, and then perhaps create your own!
              FYI-I'm also excited that I'm leaving Thursday to visit my son, daughter-in-law and grandson in Texas, to see Carter's spring concert & two baseball games! Can't wait!

              And-discovered late, my 'water-based' poem is being shared at Michelle Barnes Today's Little Ditty. You can visit there to find out about Laura Purdie Salas' poetic challenge, and to read the poem. 

    Thursday, September 5, 2013

    Traveling Over to Two Writing Teachers


           About this time last year I sent an e-mail to my colleagues to see if any were interested in joining me in a writers’ critique group.  I had one colleague that I had already discussed it with and she was “in” I knew.  I imagined that there would be three or four interested, and was surprised when more than that replied.  My story, and the rewards of this group, now starting our second year can be found at Two Writing Teachers today.  Please come visit to see how starting a group can reward you personally, but inform your teaching more than you ever imagined.  
           
             Thanks to Ruth and Stacey for inviting me to share this story, and to my colleagues who contributed their own ideas, too.

    Friday, December 30, 2011

    A Guest Post At Two Writing Teachers

           Maria Robinson said nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.  I believe teachers think about change all the time, and they make positive changes, often through much sacrifice of their time and their money.  Here's a picture of a classroom of long ago.  Consider what has happened since that teacher stood at the front and wrote on the blackboard.  


          You are invited to read my post today at the Two Writing Teachers blog.  The previous time I wrote a post for Ruth and Stacey, the topic was starting students as writers from the very first day of school.  This time, also at a time for fresh beginnings, I’m honored to write about meeting the needs of each student one teaches, especially the nice ones, and so grateful to Stacey and Ruth for giving me the chance.   
           I hope you enjoy it, and take away some ideas for this start to the new year, 2012.   Best wishes and  Happy New Year! 
         
          I will be excited to hear your ideas and opinions too!





             

    Sunday, November 27, 2011

    Feeling Grateful Before and After Thanksgiving, Too

                  I have written recently of my many blessings; this past Thanksgiving was rich because of them.  When counting the blessings this year, I must include being welcomed into a writing community mostly through the Two Writing Teachers blog.  It has been a life-changing experience for me as a teacher, to meet teachers all over the world who will talk (write) about their teaching lives with such dedication to and compassion for their students.  Years ago, Adlai Stevenson said, “On this shrunken globe, men can no longer live as strangers.”  I imagine it would interest him to see just how small our world today has become because of the Internet.  I am grateful to be a part of this new kind of community.
    As part of the community, I reflect on those words written by others, many times about their teaching experiences.   One of the words that describe what I’m ‘hearing’ is resilience.  According to the online Free Dictionary, the definition of resilient is marked by the ability to recover readily, as from misfortune.  I often wonder if those who do not teach understand how resilient teachers must be in their day-to-day challenges while teaching?  There are a number of times, when a lesson must be adjusted (read changed, dropped, or interrupted) because of circumstances beyond the control of the teacher and/or the students.  While beginning a lesson, when students are settling into the group, one may burst out crying and run from the room.  Another might get sick, right there, in the meeting area.  Someone might say, “I have to go really bad!”   The electricity may go. Two students might whisper to tell that they have to talk about their conflict, right then, right now!  This is beginning to look like a list poem.
    Of course, we realize there are often glitches in the plans and one must be flexible enough to make changes.  We are ready and know that we’ll find ways to make up time lost because we take care of the sudden problem even if the lesson must be abandoned.  We make time for that which is most important, the students.  I’m sorry that I don’t remember where I found the following link, but this man, Michael Josephson, a radio commentator and founder of the nonprofit Josephson Institute of Ethics and CHARACTER COUNTS, has re-worked a piece by a teacher named Taylor Mali, who wrote a strong response to a critic who was putting down teachers.  It’s called Making Lives, and shows well what teachers do in the very midst of being resilient.
    One year when my school site was downtown near our capitol, I had planned on the very first day to walk the class to that capitol to climb to the top and look out over the city.  We were going to write our first notebook entries there, with the caption “this is my world to explore”.    On the morning of the first day, I glimpsed one of my first students arriving, with his mother helping.  He was moving slowly up the stairs on crutches!  My mind whirled as I greeted him with a big sympathetic smile.  This day was changing already, but we had a very good start to the year (in the building).  Do you have a story to tell about your resilience?  I imagine you have more than one.  Give yourself a pat on the back for “making lives”.