What I Miss Most

I have been asked if it was a sacrifice to leave the classroom.  It was and it wasn't. You see, leaving the classroom to work in the library was an easy decision.  I begged a little for it and worked a little for it and couldn't be happier with my choice.  I love the books.  … Continue reading What I Miss Most

The Last Time

Graduation time. A perfect time to reblog this post.. With a few edits 🙂

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When my daughter was about eight, my husband said to me, “I don’t remember the last time she rode on my shoulders.” She was too big now. “I didn’t realize the last time I carried her would be the LASTtime.” There are a lot of things like that.  A lot of “last times” that sneak up on you.

The last time we brushed her teeth for her or helped her take a bath.  Monitoring her closely, making sure she didn’t A) drown and B) Neglect to wash the back of her neck.

The last time we held hands crossing the street or kept one eye on her in a large crowd.

The last time we rushed to school to bring a forgotten lunch or homework.

The last time we helped her zip her coat, tug on mittens or pull a hat down over…

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It’s Complicated, A POEM

This weekend was Mother's Day.  My Husband left to attend a christening and to spend Mother's Day with his mother.  I applaud this, I encouraged him to go.  He is glad he went, I am glad he went.  My lovely girls called from all corners of the world, Gracie from Berlin, Laura from New Orleans … Continue reading It’s Complicated, A POEM

What to Recommend?

The other day a sixth grade student asked me what my favorite book was when I was her age, she was looking for a recommendation.   This question stopped me dead.  I couldn't think.  I didn't know.  How crazy is that? Here is what was happening inside my head... There were SO MANY books I have … Continue reading What to Recommend?

Wonder. A Poem.

Poem number..... Well hey! I don't have to number them any more!  A poem for the heck of it!  The prompt "Bubble."  I could not resist.   Summer Wonders I close my eyes and hear Summer sounds, Boats, Float planes. Children laughing. Dogs barking, Birds. Coming from the field, A ball hits the bat, "Ping" … Continue reading Wonder. A Poem.

What Tests Tell

We just wrapped up state testing here - Because I am a certified teacher, I had to administer make up exams and finish up with those students who needed extra time.  (In Alaska state tests are not timed.) I had to sign pages and pages of testing agreements.  Promising to observe all the rules.  I … Continue reading What Tests Tell