So today, in addition to summarizing a chapter or two of our class texts, we will also be writing either a thank-you note or a letter of apology to our guest teachers.
Month: November 2021
On Healing
It is rare indeed when the person who hurt you happens to be the person who heals you.
Things Unknown
Just after feeding the wild and endangered Bahamian Rock iguanas.
Monday Musings
Lots of thoughts this morning to choose from after literally one of the best and one of the worst weekends at the same time. The thought that keeps bubbling to the surface is simple: no matter how selfish bitter hateful narcissistic miserly self-righteous and miserable you are, it is never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever …
Solitude Sunday
Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone.Lord Byron
Sunrise Saturday
At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear. It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us. You can love completely without complete understanding.Norman Maclean
Five-Word Friday
Thanks to the magic of scheduling, I wrote this yesterday before heading out of town for my annual reunion with my diabetic camp fam. Nine in all, we find our way back together for a weekend in a cabin together, though life has scattered us all over the US. Eating, drinking, sleeping, telling stories we've …
Ten Things Thursday
Each school year in my room begins with 6th graders reading Because of Winn Dixie by Kate DiCamillo. It lends itself well to teaching the concept of summarizing, characters, character arcs, plot and even the most challenged readers feel excited when they realize they can read and finish a book on their own. (It's rare …
Wonder-About Wednesday
Have you noticed the difference between wonder and wander is only one vowel, but (indirectly) they share the same meaning? One walks about the world, and one walks about the mind. Oh, wait, this isn't a Wednesday word post...but this *is* how my brain works. Ugh. === No daily post yesterday because I was off …
On Exchanging Hope for a Broken Heart
Is it an equal trade to swap a past shattered by darkness and tear-stained pain for an airy ethereal elusive hope of the future? What is the tipping point, that one grain of salt too many on the scale, where one begins to drop coins in investment for uncertainty rather than gathering worn and melancholy …
Monday Musings
The first of November inevitably begins with the disbelief that it's November. For some, the year has gone too fast. For others with a love for the rush and bustle of the holiday season, too slow. For me, like Goldilocks, November feels just right. This first week of the month gives us a place to …
Words by Beth 