Sometimes a picture is enough to capture a special moment.
Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And 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 every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.
Last week, one of my Teach Write writing buddies, Heather Morris, introduced me to 10 Line Tuesdays. In case you missed her post, here it is. She was inspired by another Slicer, so I love that we all learn from one another.
Thought I’d take a chance.
You never know what might happen!
Haiku are on my mind.
The advent of spring annually inspires.
On we go.
Let’s try a rainbow riddle-ku!
water and sunshine
up high, I can not be touched
colors in the sky
Not bad for Kindergarteners!
Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And 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 every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.
Aging parents. Many sleepless nights ahead.
Curious about the origin of the six-word memoir? Here’s the backstory.
Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And 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 every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.
Every year one of my Teach Write writing buddies, Leigh Anne Eck, invites Slicers to a party. Each invitation has a theme. Did you get your invite last Thursday? In case you missed it, here it is. Leigh Anne invited us to share our best colors. Here are mine for today.
The best white are the lovely snowdrops blooming by my front steps, greeting me as I head off to work and return home.
The best pink filled up the morning sky as my husband and I drove to work this morning.
The best red adorns our WEA union-strong t-shirts we are wearing almost daily, as our battle for a fair contract continues.
The best oranges are the basketballs my Kindergarteners are attempting to dribble in PE class. They are working so hard!
The best yellow is the beloved, but chipped, vintage Pyrex mixing bowl I inherited from my late mother-in-law. It’s filled with slow rising olive bread dough nearly ready to be baked this evening.
The best greens are poking their little heads up through the dry cracked soil in my yard. Good things are happening!
The best blue are the comfy flannel jammies waiting for my return this evening after a long week.
The best purple are the crocus that bloomed in the afternoon sun.
The best brown is that salty caramel- filled chocolate I snagged from the Teacher’s Room at lunch time.
The best black is the slow cooker pot waiting for the lamb stew I’ll get going after the bread is in the ow
Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And 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 every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.
“Hey, guys! Look up! It’s so beautiful in here!”
Wise words from a Kindergarten boy who I didn’t think was paying attention. Yesterday, we walked to the vernal pool on conservation land adjacent to my school’s campus. He was happily chattering with his partner as we walked along. Minecraft, Sonic, and playdates were what his mind was on.
I didn’t think he saw the trees. I didn’t think he saw the sky. I didn’t think he noticed the chickadees announcing our arrival with their winter Chicka-dee-dee-dee song. But he did.
Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And 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 every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.
I see the tree out the bedroom window
This time each year it begins to stand out from the rest
It is the first to bud
But by the time the others begin to display
It blends in and becomes lost
Lost in the shuffle of rebirth from the earth
From late fall until early spring
The tree is just like the others
Waiting for its turn
But it likes to go first
The tree is a green so special
Its yellowy-green hue is full of life
It calls out, “Notice me!”
The tree is an old friend who has been away
But wants me to know it is back in town
The tree makes me smile
The tree gives me hope
Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And 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 every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.
Every morning they come in and get right to work. Not the kind of morning work you are thinking of, though.
I’ll be honest. I’m not a huge fan of morning work. Would you want someone handing you a form to fill out not long after you’d woken up? Before your coffee had kicked in?
We are a soft start Kindergarten classroom. We look at books, visit with friends, color, or maybe build for the first 15-20 minutes of the day, and then we begin our Morning Meeting.
There is a small group of girls who choose the same soft start almost every morning without fail. They LOVE Magna Tiles! And every morning they build essentially the same tower. Sometimes it’s fancy, sometimes it’s simple. And the fun part? They build on top of a cluster of four desks and, as their tower climbs higher and higher, they climb up onto the desks. I, of course, keep a watchful eye out for their safety.
Each building session ends the same way — “Take our picture!” — and of course, I do. Wouldn’t you?
Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And 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 every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.
5:24 pm, I kid you not
Is when it began
Right on the dot
His song continued
It did not stop
Until the sun began to drop
Want to listen
To his “what cheer?”
Just click the arrow below right here
Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And 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 every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.
First hike, layers lost along the way
Mud, squishy squelchy beneath soggy boots
Skunk cabbage, aubergine and green, popping up to say hello
Red-winged blackbirds conk-la-reeing along the way
Vernal pools silent, waiting for their cue
Roadside ice cream stands closed to premature urges
Western sky still streaming light at 6:00 PM
So close
Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And 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 every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.
I never win anything, but today I’m a Lucky Ducky!
My school’s Sunshine Committee decided to spread a little St. Patrick’s silliness for faculty this week. It’s been a loooooong painful winter as we continue our battle with our School Committee for a fair and equitable contract. (A longer story for another Slice, perhaps.)
This is the first time we’ve done Lucky Ducky and I actually found one of the ducks. Woo hoo! One of the shamrock-laden rubber ducks was “hidden” on top of the soap dispenser in our K/1 prep room, so I grabbed it. Lucky me!
We had all week to look for them and I finally found one. I turned it in to claim my prize and it was…a $10 Amazon Gift Card. Not too shabby.
Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket on my way home. What do you think?
Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And 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 every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.
Wondering and Wandering 