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Today, I finished a seven-day long writing class through The National Writing Project. It was exhausting, but fruitful. One of my goals was to work on poetry and I thought I’d share one here: The bucket The hose wraps around the car like a snake fleeing sounds of summer. Daddy holds the end of it, filling the bucket, rinsing soap off every inch of metal… Read More
A few months ago, I was lucky enough to meet Mary Atkinson at a local conference. She asked if I’d read her newly published book, Owl Girl and never one to turn down a free book, I accepted. The book sat on my stack for awhile, but once I started, I finished it in a weekend. When I finished the book, my first thought was, ‘this would be a.. Read More
This week, I had the (ultimate pleasure) of helping out in one of my school’s preschool programs. Ah, preschool, the one grade that has alluded me – these kids are quite possibly the cutest human beings on the planet. Besides being super tiny – a few of them sound like they are carrying around a hidden helium balloon, taking secret sucks of the voice altering gas when no one is looking….. Read More
Yesterday was a PD day for my district’s entire K-2 staff. Weeks of planning and preparing with my coaching partner, Susan were finally in play. Unsure of how we were received, the feedback from staff was overwhelmingly positive. Without even looking at the end of day survey results, teachers stopped me in the hallway on their way out and sent emails of appreciation and reflection. Leaving the classroom to become a.. Read More