Fear of the Firsts
There are a number of firsts this year, despite it being my ninth year teaching.
Read More Fear of the FirstsNavigating Life as a Teacher and a Writer
There are a number of firsts this year, despite it being my ninth year teaching.
Read More Fear of the FirstsNow that the weather is reaching that spring-time sweet spot of partially cloudy-to-sunny and cool without being cold, I would like to enjoy the outdoors a bit more from my balcony. Thus, a cleaning has been prompted. I step out onto the small balcony of my apartment, big enough to hold two lawn chairs and […]
Read More A View from my Balcony
This week I shared with students we were going to do the Classroom Slice of Life Story Challenge. I’m nervous and excited for them, but mostly hopeful that they will see the benefit and joy of doing it. I actually got to speak to two students over Hangouts today and address some points of confusion. […]
Read More #SoL20: Looking Back, Moving ForwardThere was a show on television when I was a kid, though I don’t recall the name, but I recall the premise. A kid would have a secret/weird talent or collection or hobby that a panel of celebrities would have to guess. It was on Nickelodeon so the once infamous “green slime” was involved if […]
Read More #SoL20: FrogsI was flipping through my notebook for ideas this morning, not exactly knowing what I wanted to write, and I found an entry (a free form poem) from January titled “Teachers Shoes.” Kicked off as soon as I get home, Laces loose and ready to slip on. The insides are worn from feet Dug deep […]
Read More #SoL20: Teacher ShoesToday’s small pleasure is sitting at my kitchen table (turned teacher’s desk) and watching as my dog, Cooper, trots out from the bedroom. This has been our new normal for the past week. He sacrifices his spot on the bed to join me for work. Granted, that is partially because I have put a blanket […]
Read More #SoL20: Cozy CanineOf all the rooms in my grandparents’ house, the living room stands out to me the most. It was like Grand Central Station in my grandparents’ house because no other part of the house could really be accessed without passing through that room. The front door, the kitchen, the play room, and the bedrooms were […]
Read More #SoL20: Central LivingOne of my favorite non-academic aspects of the school I teach at is an event known as Game night. Game nights are hosted by our librarian (who is also a personal friend of mine) along with the student president of her library club, VHS Crew. Game nights have brought me nothing but joy because […]
Read More #SoL20: School Game NightTwo Writing Teachers have opened up their Slice of Life challenge at the midway point and I almost missed the deadline to join at the halfway point as well! Luckily, I am slowly building into my writing routine to check out the blog on Tuesday so I managed to catch it. As you may have […]
Read More #SoL20: A Test of DistanceWhen I was 13 I believed I would go to Hell for cursing. My first memory of using foul language was about that same time. I was goofing off at a friend’s sleepover with several other girls and one of them body slammed me while I was attempting to hide under some pillows. I remember […]
Read More A Belief in Language