Sunday, April 19, 2015
This week, I'm celebrating the lake.
My happy place.
I seldom leave school as quickly as I did Friday. My husband couldn't believe it when I pulled in the driveway....and I already had half the car packed since I loaded a few things before school. That of course, got Chloe all worked up. She knew something was going on.
We arrived about 7 and had plenty of time to turn on the water and check for leaks before I went down to the beach to catch my first sunset of the season.
Sunset is almost a sacred time at Sandbar. Most of us stop whatever we are doing and just breathe it in.
Then, it was enough with the chores that could be done later (or even tomorrow), we headed out to find the friends we have missed all winter. We spent a couple of weekends with them since we closed last fall, but it's not the same as just sitting and enjoying each other, even if we don't talk.
As we sat on a friend's deck and watched the last of the sun, I just smiled, thinking how lucky I am to have this.
Our oldest and his family came out during the afternoon (we weren't the only ones anxious for us to open the cabin). It rained off and on, but even that didn't dampen our spirits. It was good to be together.
All in all, it was a day to celebrate. Chloe agrees!
Saturday, April 4, 2015
This week I'm celebrating FAILURE, of a sort...
- I didn't finish the March blogging challenge
- I didn't write a celebration last week
- I didn't clean my house until yesterday
- I didn't walk every day
- I didn't do a lot of things I probably should have
But really. I'm celebrating balance, which of course is my OLW for 2015.
I'm celebrating the student I wrote about yesterday. The balance between technology and "old school" is a delicate one. You have to meet students where they are. Once I got him off his computer and just got him to think about his writing, he soared.
I'm celebrating myself. Learning the difference between the "I really have to have this done tomorrow" and "This isn't a priority and I can do it later". I'm celebrating myself making time for family and friends and not using school work as an excuse for not getting together and enjoying their company.
I'm celebrating Chloe. Who makes me walk and get outside and enjoy moments of breathing as we head into the last few weeks of school.
I'm celebrating my speech kids, who gave me an amazing day at All-State speech on Monday. A day full of celebrating what we do and how far we have come. And silly reasons to laugh.
I'm celebrating grandkids
and a husband
all those people who need more me.
Who have gently nudged me into this balancing act.
And I want to share this link to the Huffington Post. Because it reminded me of the BALANCE I need in my life. I love the combination of photos and writing and how they celebrate life. I think I'm going to try this. Once a week. A picture and some writing. And it might go along with Christy's 30 day challenge (which I haven't started yet, but I'm going to)
And what are you celebrating this week?
Friday, April 3, 2015
... A Story of BALANCE
Combine Creative Writing with
Combine Creative Writing with
- It's easy to sit back and say, "I'll work on it tomorrow", and then sit back and watch videos on your computer. But you don't do it tomorrow either.
- The millionth email from the principal about passing classes by Tuesday or you can't attend.
and Digital Storytelling---
- "Mrs. Day, I don't even know how to start" "What do you mean we need an outline?" "How do I write an outline?"
When these three things converge, you have some panic setting in. Never mind that I have set up a day by day calendar for my class, so they all know what they should be working on. Never mind that we talk every day at the beginning of class what they should be working on. Never mind that I offer to sit and work with anyone having troubles every day.
Never mind. Until the last day before a four day weekend.
"Why can't we have until midterm? Passing by Tuesday is just stupid. I will be passing everything by midterm (the day before prom). I have a plan."
"Passing by Tuesday means your date still has almost two weeks to find a new date..."
He doesn't see much humor in my statement.
"Come over here and I will help you. I'm going to let you write on my desk."
He drags himself from the comfort of the couch to the pod of desks where I am sitting.
I know this student and I know where his passions lie. All the work I do at the beginning of classes to learn about students pays off in this conversation. He might be a slacker student, but he is a hard working farm kid, who wants nothing more than to be on the farm working all day.
So that's where we start.
"Why do you like to farm? Explain it to me."
And I start writing what he says on the desks.
"Now you've got three main ideas. You sit here and explain these to me."
And he does
And before you know it, he has filled up the desk with his ideas. He has a plan. I email him this picture and he moves back to the spot on the couch and begins writing a script and thinking about his visuals.
Because sometimes, even when you are 1 to 1, you have to go old school....