Literacy Learning Zone

Tangled i stare and wonder a tangled mess of cords and light bulbs where do i begin unraveling the twisted confusion i stare and ponder how this messy web resembles the heap of resources articles, blog posts, webinars, books suggestions overloading my brain from clarity i stare  and flounder not knowing where  to start unraveling this confinement knowing i just need to start doing the work i stare and consider starting at one end slowing weaving in and out taking my time carefully making knowledgeable decisions i stare  and admire the organization of streamlining of ideas as the lightbulbs are shedding light on new understanding

Slice of Life is  hosted  at the  Two Writing Teachers Join in and share a slice of your life.  _____________________________________________________ The last days of school are for ... reminders to exercise their reading brains making a reading plan of who? what? where? when? and why? filling their arms with new books to read at home and a notebook and pen to write story after story The last days of school are for ... small moments of connecting with each child noticing and telling of why they matter to me and this world sharing and caring as much as they need with hugs in between pouring all that I can into their hearts and mi...

Slice of Life is  hosted  at the  Two Writing Teachers Join in and share a slice of your life.  _____________________________________________________ Yesterday was my first day of school with my colleagues.  Starting the year off with meetings. There were many new faces, including new staff members, teachers, and student teachers. As they were introduced, one name sounded familiar. I leaned forward to get a better look at this student teacher. There was a familiarity in the face. But I just wasn't sure. The meeting moved forward and I continued to think about this name and face.  I did the numbers in my head. That'...

Slice of Life is  hosted  at the  Two Writing Teachers Join in and share a slice of your life.  _____________________________________________________ I could write about ... the crazy mixed up schedule and the look of sadness and despair when I informed my friends that small group and book sharing would be temporarily put on hold due to PARCC testing. I could write about ... the excitement that's been building since January is finally happening in the next week and the feeling of anticipation and sense of urgency to  pack, make numerous phone calls, and create checklists for the move into the new home. I could write about ... the daily moments and...

The March Slice of Life Story Challenge hosted at the Two Writing Teachers Join us for a month of writing! _____________________________________________________ I had forty-five minutes to myself as I waited for the girls to tap and dance away in their pale pink tutus. I brought my beautiful new "happy" journal, just in case I had an idea or two to scribble about for another slice of life ... I was surprised when all this came pouring out onto the pages of my notebook. After attending an inservice this week, it sparked a little personal reflection as I continue to grow as an educator to make a difference in my small corner of the world.   I wrote and rewrote this blog post, adding and deleting. Yesterday, I was not ready to share it, hence my " I wrote a different slice today" post. I don't like to use this out-in-the-world space to share frustrations ... so even though I felt better about writing about those frustrations in my journal, I d...

The March Slice of Life Story Challenge hosted at the Two Writing Teachers Join us for a month of writing! _____________________________________________________ I wrote a different slice for today. A reflective slice about education. After a positive PD inservice. About asking the right questions. Seeing the future of modern learning. Thinking of myself as a learner. I wrote a different slice for today. A slice about the romance of education. The beautiful, enticing future of learning. About the opposite reality of what teachers live. Everyday as we walk deep, deeper in the trenches. Frustrated living between the worlds of romance and reality. I wrote a different slice for today. A slice that came from my heart. Sharing with some close to me. Not knowing the reaction from all. Worried about what others will think. Not brave enough to share just yet. I wrote a different slice for today ... maybe I'll share it tomorrow.