Thursday, July 11, 2019

An Unintentional Haitus

Drawn, I am to begin reflecting again here on all topics literacy.

Much has changed since I last jotted down ideas here.  I completed year 28 in education and also finalized my last year with the district for whom I had taught for the previous 14 years...and began preparing for year one in my new school district.  Much more about this soon!  And pictures, as The Husband and I have been working diligently to make and create a few items for my new classroom...which has a large window!  For this, I am most excited, as my previous room had no access to natural light.  Yay!

For the last two days, I have attended the Media and Literacy Conference, partially hosted by my professional organization, the Arkansas Literacy Association.  On the first day, I also hosted a session entitled Learning...CAFE Style, all about my classroom and the acronym I created for the word cafe.

One of my favorite parts about such conferences is the networking, the meeting of fellow English teachers who have the same passion I have for the classroom...still...as I prepare for year 29.  I so enjoy listening to their passions and walking away with nuggets that I will incorporate within my own classroom (need to research Kagan...loved the presenter's passion for what she attributes making her the teacher she is today.  UPDATE:  just purchased three books from thriftbooks.com, so I may check out this tool for myself!).  Another positive of this networking is the connections I made from this conference for ALA's fall conference...asked three presenters to bring their ideas and share with this fall's attendees.  Yay!

This time away also grants me more memories with my dear ALA friends, women I admire, respect, and with whom I just enjoy spending time, plotting and planning and eating, as we further plan for upcoming events.  The synergy that comes from such relationships encourages me to be more, to be better than I have ever been.

One last perk...click here...where I blog about all things books...to learn about how I have even more immersed myself within books...brought home eight more books!  Love it!  (Also, I asked one of the authors if he might participate in a book club for his soon to-be-released MA book.  He said yes!  Yay!)

More thoughts to come!  Until then, what literacy highlights have you enjoyed this summer?



Wednesday, April 10, 2019

Poem 10:

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Tuesday, April 9, 2019

Poem 9: Narnia

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Narnia

This area I created
As a place to gather and hide
My belongings as they inflated.
My career they glorified.

Or did they?

For that one item kept
Because I might one day utilize
Never have I needed to intercept
My hoarding I do now chastise.

Or should I?

For now Narnia lies depleted.
As weeks passed,
Her item removal completed
My approval unsurpassed.

Or should I plan another?

As this room empties,
Plans began circling
As as this academic year begins to ease,
As a new challenge comes hurdling.

Already, planning.
Already, designing.
Already, hoping,
Already, knowing.

A new Narnia to create.
Smaller.
This time for a shorter stay.
This time, though, I do embrace.

Monday, April 8, 2019

Poem 8: The Rock

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The Rock

Ten years there I taught.
Thirteen years did pass.
Then in a moment sought
Memories in a mass
To meet again and reminisce.

Connections made, texting one, then two.
Years flew away, seeking name after name.
A place determined, eating must be a priority.
Calendars rule, choosing who may attend...or not.

"How are you?"
"Hello!"
"It has just been too long."
"So good to see you."

Then, across the way,
Recognition.
Could it be?
Yes, another joins us.
To meet, to greet,
To reminisce.

This group became and remain
A family.
Brought together by years at The Rock.
Years that slip away as these connections are made.
Stories now told that fill in the missing years.
Stories now told that fill in those not attending.
Memories.
Laughs.
Sighs.

Committed now to meet,
Committed now to be,
Committed now to continue,
Meeting,
Greeting,
Smiling,
Chatting,
Leaving...just for two months...
Then, time again, for this Rock Family
To gather again, for once
Family,
Then always family.

The family from The Rock.

Sunday, April 7, 2019

Poem 7: Three Days

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Three Days

Thankful I am
For three days spent
with The Girl.

Thankful I am
For three days spent
with 4000 women.

Thankful I am
For three days spent
Going to the cross,
Dying on that cross,
Residing for those three days.

Thankful I am
For three days spent
for me
to know
One Day
Spent for All Days.

Thankful I am
For three days spent
Reminding myself and The Girl
Three days spent
Just for us.

Saturday, April 6, 2019

Poem 6: A Rose

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A Rose

Twinkies, we may be.
Born two weeks a part.
Both now living our destinies.
Teachers of English our part.

Traveling from two parts of the state,
In another state to meet,
Gathered 4000 women,
Just to get our joy on.

Catching up,
Remembering, 
Discussing, 
Clarifying,
Knowing.

Our goals similar:
To raise test scores.
To further discover His Will.
To complete our tasks at His Design.
To plan for future gatherings.
To chat as we gather around food.

Short sessions so treasured.

We part.
Already looking forward, I am
To...
Traveling from two parts of the state,
In another state to meet,
To gather with more women
Determined to get our joy on.

This rose,
She blooms where God
Plants her.
Sends her.
Uses her.
Her spiritual fragrance is sweet for Him.

May I her twinkie be.



Friday, April 5, 2019

Poem 5: Back Seat of the Van

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Back Seat of the Van

Women of Joy 2019.
Friday Evening.
Angela Thomas Pharr.
The Holy Land.
A Van.
The Voice.
"This is not about you."

How many times on this ride of life,
How many times not about me?
How many times caught up in strife?
How many times His Will my reality?

Slow down.
Breathe in.
Listen for that small, still voice.

Slow down.
Breathe in.
Listen to the voices in my path.

Slow down.
Breathe in.
The very air He put there.

His Plan.
My Life.
Taking that seat in the back of the van.