It’s Tuesday. Time to share a slice over at Two Writing Teachers.
Last week, several teachers and staff met over several days to pre-plan the 2016-2017 school year. One was the huge puzzle called scheduling. Which we accomplished in four hours with rich conversations.
Someone asked me about why Library only met once a week when Music and PE are twice a week. They just didn’t get it.
I started reflecting on the vast changes in the world of library media since I began thirty-two years ago.
In the mid-1980’s, besides teaching class, I also brought projectors and filmstrip projectors to rooms. (Wonder if anyone reading this will remember). Today pretty much everyone has the media the need in the room. I provide support when technology is problematic.
We didn’t computer scan books like today but created these elaborate check out books that had pockets and were laminated.
Inventory was laborious, a to person job with the shelf card list and massive amounts of paperclips. We used them to indicate missing books. After three paper clips, the book was declared lost. Today, books are lost and then found in a simple scan of the bar code.
I have been feeling the crunch of time. This coming year, I proposed that all classes have a forty minute section. This is so I can utilize GLAD strategies and have time for technology. And being able to work in book talks and check out time. I am excited and a bit nervous to add 200 minutes to my schedule. But I think it will be worth it.
On Friday, husband I are leaving for a road trip. I am tentatively taking a blog break for July. But I may pop in. Happy summer.
It’s Tuesday and I am ever grateful to Two Writing Teachers for providing a place to share our slices.
The end of the school year.
The shooting in Orlando.
The busyness of this time of year.
The overwhelming sorrow of the loss of lives.
I find myself thinking about “Serenity is my default.” It’s become part of my focus (and focus is my OLW).
A couple weeks ago I fell and cracked open my elbow. Needed stitches. In some odd way, to me it was the universe saying “Slow Down!”
Saturday was the first weekend where the weekend calendar wasn’t littered with events and to dos. I had a choice to work out or not. I chose to sit at home and catch my breath.
For me to maintain serenity as my default, I need down time. Even though much of what I engage in is fun, I need down time. I don’t allow that a lot.
And then Sunday, how many more mass shootings must we have to eliminate assualt rifles? And those victims, where is their serenity? How will serenity become their default once more.
I say the Serenity Prayer a lot. Serenity~Acceptance~Wisdom are key words to meditate upon.
It’s Tuesday and time to share a slice at Two Writing Teachers.
I entered Memorial Day weekend in a panic. So many things scheduled. But at the weekend’s end, I felt calmer and ready to take on the hectic pace of the next 10.5 days of school for me.
But then, I got to school today and wowza! I felt the treadmill speeding up. Will I get done? The students are restless and I am restless.
Thank goodness one of my dearest friends came to school with me today and worked solely on getting ready for the used book fair. She sorted books all day and will return Thursday to work them.
Tomorrow is the volunteer tea. In the library. I hope it goes well. I feel the school year speeding to the finish line. A line in which I miss the last day and a half because of a state meeting for a philanthropic organization. And I am already hating that I am missing those days.
And today the weather is giving us a heat wave which will continue all week. So much. So fast.
It’s Tuesday and time for a Slice of Life hosted by Two Writing Teachers.
Friend Time at Seaside, OR
This weekend was the annual weekend for a gathering of these friends. It was windy, can you tell? We have been going to the coast together for close to thirty years. Some years, we have a couple others join us. Last year, I was unable to go because I was packing and getting ready to move.
It was a pretty chill weekend. A much needed respite. One of us is dealing with four family members in their nineties, one is a brand new grandma and just arrived from AZ, one is settling into her house and garden, and I am counting the days until summer vacation. We sometimes venture to nearby Cannon Beach but we opted to hang out in Seaside. We hung out, read and talked. Ate some chocolate and ice cream with fresh Oreogn strawberries.
It’s Tuesday and time for a slice of life. Thanks to Two Writing Teachers, we all share our lives and are part of a global community.
I’ve been talking to my students about being a digital citizen and being part of a global community. With third through fifth grade, they have experienced being part of the global community through the Poetry Postcard Project.
It’s such a vast contrast to my third through fifth grade when I was a child. It was pretty cool that I had a pen pal from New Jersey, courtesy of my aunt and uncle. But communicating with others in foreign countries, it wasn’t done, easily. And today, it’s just a click her and there for collaborating, checking in, and chatting.
This is what I think when I talk to classes about being a digital citizen. How cool is that we are connected so far and wide. How when I push publish for this post the world is able to read it if they so choose.
There’s a part of me that worries about the amount of screen time, the darker aspects of being online, and how even though I talk about being good citizens, some will make poor decisions and either bully or be bullied. And evens so, I believe that the postives of being part of a global community out weighs it all.
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I love Tuesdays. Its always time for a Slice of Life hosted by Two Writing Teachers.
I have had a lot of time to reflect on National Poetry Month over the last week. Overall I posted twenty-nine of thirty days. I feel pretty good about the month of poems I have generated. They are certainly drafts and meant to revisit and revise possibly. There are some that I consider a mere writing exercise and I will let them be.
I kept comparing this year to 2015. This year each day had a focus:
Take-a-line Tuesdays: I’ll be sharing a line of from a poem as a prompt
Word Wednesdays: I’ll be choosing a word to use in a poem
Free style Fridays: Free Verse? Fibonacci? What inspires me that week?
I loved the writing the two sestinas. They were written at the coast. I am revising one to submit to a local venue. It was like figuring out a puzzle.
My favorite poems are a result of photos. Photography definitely is a muse for me.
When I think about this year compared to last year, I feel there’s a lack of cohesiveness to the poetry this year. Last year every post included a photo, a definition, and a poem. This year felt to focused on form. Word Wednesdays were the worst for me. My poem Stuck
is an example.
I really enjoyed writing poems based on my trip to Minidoka.
Next year, I am thinking found objects. It certainly will be a focus of my photography this year. I loved Laura Shovan’s
daily prompts in February.
The best part of challenging myself in April is developing the habit of writing daily. It’s okay that some of these poems are merely word play.