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Summer Writing Marathon

IMG_0911Have you ever thought about all the places writing hides?

That’s the question we posed to our summer writers, kids entering grades three through twelve. There are several of us teaching these kids at our local university this summer, and recently we took them on a writing marathon on an unusually rainy day.

The writers were split into age groups and we toured the campus, stopping along the way to learn about the various sites, then sitting down to write before sharing and moving on.

We stood on a bridge and watched traffic whiz below us, we sat single file in the middle of a palm lined pathway, and we got comfy in plush chairs in the basement of the student union. We also visited the snakes in the life sciences building, discovered a secret garden, and imagined ghosts roaming the halls of one of the oldest buildings on campus.IMG_0907

It was amazing how these experiences unlocked the creativity of the writers. Some included their observations into pieces they had already begun, while others were inspired to write brand new pieces, including several poems and at least two ghost stories.

I took the opportunity to write also, since I told the students that I wouldn’t ask them to do anything I wasn’t willing to do myself. I wrote about the rain, and the students, and what it must be like to live your days in a glass tank, like the snakes we saw. I also wrote about how important it is to slow down and really notice your surroundings. That writing marathon took us all over campus, but the best place it took us was deeper inside our minds.


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Google Drive is Killing Me

k7Z4J1IIXXJnC2NRnFfJNlkn7kZge4Zx-Yv5uqYf4222tx74wXDzW24OvOxlcpw0KcQ=w300Ok, that’s not exactly true. It is, however, driving me crazy. Sure, I understand how it works, and how it’s supposed to make life easier for me, but at the moment that’s not my reality. My reality is that I’m feeling confused and overwhelmed by it, and it’s making me feel ineffective at my job. There, I said it.

I’m teaching a summer writing program and we just started today. There are three sites operating simultaneously, and there are three age levels operating at our site. In all there are seven instructors, plus a director making sure that all of the moving parts come together. All of us are supposed to be sharing ideas and materials, including presentations, via Google Drive.

It sounds logical. It sounds like it would save a lot of time. It sounds like it should be a piece of cake.smiley-confused Unfortunately, I just can’t quite seem to get the hang of it. I can’t find what I need when I need it, and if I want to change something around, I feel like I’ve negated someone else’s work, unless I save it with a new name, and then how will they know which document they actually want?

My head is spinning, and the whole thing is making me want to run away from the computer and just stick to notebooks and pencils (which wouldn’t be an entirely AWFUL idea), but I know I can figure it out and it will make what we’re doing so much more meaningful for the kids.

Still, I feel frustrated and I’m glad that my colleagues in my main job don’t use this particular method to share information. This old dog has learned a lot of new tricks, but this particular one is giving me fits.


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Busy, Busy, Busy

hi_so_busyMy life these days, recent past and near future:

1. Principal’s day. He deserves a day of his own. Our principal is terrific, and one day out of the year to acknowledge it doesn’t seem like quite enough. In his honor, the kids wrote poems about him and illustrated them. Then they shared their heartfelt greetings on a giant shirt and tie shaped card that one of my fabulous colleagues whipped up. Well done! The same colleague (or a different one, they are both so incredible and do so much that I can’t keep track) even bound all the poems into a book. How cool!

2. Meet writing friend and be amazed by her creativity and her kind and honest heart. She is a breath of fresh air.

3. Go to pot luck graduation party. Mingling isn’t my strong suit, so I stayed pretty much put, but I did really enjoy the conversations I had.

4. Bake bread. For the King Arthur Service learning project, of course.

5. Work on Sunday. For five hours. Good thing I adore the women I work with.

6. Prepare for more testing. Tomorrow is the LAST one. I think. I hope. Yeah, it is.

7. Make art. With the students, of course, for the art walk, of course, which is on an evening that I have another obligation, of course.

8. Prepare something nice for the classroom volunteers, even though I forgot to invite them to the tea when everyone else got invited. Oops.18ix7mf81enazjpg

9. Prepare something nice for Mother’s Day. Oh yay. Macaroni necklace, anyone?

10. Do something fabulous for our wonderful front office staff, since apparently we (as a school) missed the proper day for that (we hang our heads in shame, those two wonderful women deserve better).

11. Bring a delicious dish for tomorrow’s pot luck. Or stop at the store and bring something they’ve made.

12. Work some more next Saturday. Yep, I really do love those girls.

13. Make a scrapbook page for the school nurse (she’s retiring). Shhhh, don’t tell her!

14. Prepare my manuscript (part of it, anyway) to send out to my writing group. This will be the first time I’m sharing it with them. Gulp.

Oh, and continue to do all the regular stuff, like teach and do laundry and go to the grocery store and spend time with my family. Yep, it’s all good. Summer’s coming, I can handle this!