But we just changed the sheets! #SOL20
“Why are the sheets off the bed again? We just changed them!”
My reply? “Because the doctor told me that because I tested positive for the flu, it’s time to wash all the sheets and towels. I don’t want you to catch it again since you just got over it.”
My husband hates changing the sheets. I don’t know why, and he doesn’t either. He just does. Come to think of it, hate is probably an understatement. Let’s see.
Yup. All of these.
Ooo! And maybe a few of these, although they don’t seem strong enough.
You get the point. When it’s sheet changing day, he’s not a happy camper and has even been known to disappear when it’s time. Its a two-person job, after all. Who wants to do that by themselves? Have you ever tried? It’s not easy. Top right corner, bottom right corner, and then on the way to the bottom left corner the top right pops off. Then you start all over again. It’s like Whack-a-mole!
Sometimes bargaining happens. “I’ll cook dinner and do the dishes if you take care of it,” he says. Nope! “Need anything at the store? I’ll go get it, and by the time I get back, you’ll be done with it,” he says. Nice try!
The only tricky thing is I have to remember not to forget about it until bedtime. Then I’m really in trouble. Guess what we have to do tonight?
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Many thanks to the crew at Two Writing Teachers, and the extended SOL community, for giving us the time, space, and encouragement to live the writerly life here each Tuesday and, coming soon, every day in March. Won’t you join us?
Rainy Day #PoetryFriday
It’s Poetry Friday! Laura Purdie Salas is our hostess this week. You’ll find our poetic celebration on her blog, Small Reads for Brighter Days. (Love the new site name, Laura!) Laura has an update on her #20for20 project, writing in 20 different places. I can’t wait to see where she’s writing next!
This week I want to introduce you to a new poet. His name is Hunter and he is in my Kindergarten class. Hunter has what I believe is an old soul, the soul of a poet. In addition to loving all things nature, he adores writing. (We are soul mates!) As you can imagine, I am nurturing the writer and poet in him. He loves to write stories, including a 30-page version of the Ninjabread Man, and is beginning to get a real feel for poetry.
Today I gave my whole class a writing challenge. We had finished up our current unit of study and weren’t quite ready to launch the next. It’s a dreary rainy day here, so I gave each child a copy of this photo.
I was curious where each child would go with it. They were told they could either write about the photo, literally, or see where the image or mood took their imagination. Here’s where Hunter’s went.
To honor his work, I chose an image which I think is the perfect accompaniment to his final words. Here is my take on his poem, Rainy Day.
I can hardly wait to see what he writes next!
Many thanks for hosting this week, Laura. Now let’s bring on the poetry!
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Oops! Part Deux #SOL20
That was the text message that came through from my Instructional Coach just after my first (completed) videotaped observation during Reading Workshop this morning. Quite different from the message I received one week ago and Sliced about here.
I survived. And now to watch the tape. I might be more nervous to do that than the actual lesson!
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Many thanks to the crew at Two Writing Teachers, and the extended SOL community, for giving us the time, space, and encouragement to live the writerly life here each Tuesday and every day in March. Won’t you join us? My #OLW for 2020 is CREATE. I’m looking forward to nudging myself to create new and different things this year. How about you?
Drowning #PoetryFriday
It’s Poetry Friday! This week our hostess is Jone Rush MacCulloch, who is throwing our little party over on her blog, Deo Writer. You’ll find her latest poetry swap arrivals and a giveaway for an inspirational journal which looks rather interesting.
I’m halfway through a stretch of two very challenging weeks at school — data cycle #2, report cards, parent conferences, etc… Thank goodness for several writing communities, of which I am a part of. Writing, while not always pretty or cheerful, is keeping me sane. Words tumbled onto the pages of my notebook at bedtime last night. They put themselves in the form of a list, so a list poem of sorts was born.
I just need to get through next week, and then all will be well.
Many thanks for hosting this week, Jone. Now let’s bring on the poetry!
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Oops! #SOL20
Today was a day I had not been looking forward to very much. It was video day, the day my Instructional Coach was to make a video of me teaching a Reading Workshop mini lesson. Having a coach is a newish thing for us, with the program just in its second year in our district. And this is the first year we are using the TCRWP Reading Workshop curriculum. Lots of new!
Last week my coach asked if she could record me and we’d go over it together, just the two of us. No pressure. I agreed and we met yesterday to plan out the lesson and talk logistics. I could do this, right?
So she came a few minutes early this morning, set up an iPad on a tripod, got settled, and off we went. Things were humming along, and I wasn’t really paying attention to anything but the kids and what I was doing. I didn’t even notice my coach pack up and leave before I wrapped up the mini lesson and sent them to their seats to read. I grabbed my phone to set the timer and noticed there was a text from my coach. Immediately I thought it would say something like, “Woo hoo! You did it! Can’t wait to process it with you.” or perhaps, “Sorry I had to run. Let’s catch up later.” Neither.
Oh well. Looks like I’ll be trying it again next Tuesday!
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Many thanks to the crew at Two Writing Teachers, and the extended SOL community, for giving us the time, space, and encouragement to live the writerly life here each Tuesday and every day in March. Won’t you join us? My #OLW for 2020 is CREATE. I’m looking forward to nudging myself to create new and different things this year. How about you?
Tiny Treasures #PoetryFriday
Happy Poetry Friday, all! We travel down under, once again, this time to visit Kat Apel. Kat has hosting duties on her blog this week. You may journey to it here! Kat, who I was thrilled to chat (all too briefly) with at NCTE this fall, has an update on not only the fire situation in Australia, but the amazing fundraising efforts of the kidlit community there.
Tiny treasures, in the form of poetry postcards, have been drifting like twinkly snowflakes into my mailbox over the last few weeks. They are, as others have said, a welcome change from tax-related documents, bills, and junk mail. How little personal mail we receive throughout the year. So grateful for opportunities to communicate on another level with others. Many thanks to folks like Jone, Tabatha, and others, who organize such exchanges. So good for the soul! My offerings are on their way to you as we speak, dear friends.
Many thanks for hosting this week, Kat. Now let’s bring on the poetry!
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