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#Sol18 March 19 We don’t want to write tonight

Slice of LIfe

I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too!  Thank you, Two Writing Teachers! Readers, check out their site, and start slicing! 

We don't want to write tonight 
A poem in two voices
by Me and H

We don't want to write tonight. 
I know, I'm so tired. 
Let's just write it together and get it done. 
Ok.
What slice of life did we share today?
Wait, what? What slice of life did we share today?
What part of life did we share together that we could write about together?
Our brakes were stuck, we went to the park. 
I wasn't there. 
You picked us up from Starbucks. 
I did!
You came to my classroom. 
I did!
I made those hockey sticks. 
You did. 
We're writing this slice!
WE ARE! 

Co-written with my son, H and co-posted on his classroom slice of life
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A Guest Slice! #sol18

Slice of LIfe Power of One: A Guest Blogger Slice!

I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too!  Thank you, Two Writing Teachers! Readers, check out their site, and start slicing! 

In my slice yesterday, I wrote, “I can’t wait to get the whole story from his teacher.” Well, wishes come true, this time in the form of a guest slice from H’s amazing teacher. I am beyond grateful that Mrs. Hall wrote this, sent it to me, and agreed to have me publish it as a guest post today. Also, this is my first guest post! That’s super exciting, I think. 

Power of One

When a 5th grader wants to walk out with the masses but is only one, what do they do?  Do they walk out alone or come up with a different plan?  A plan that still has the same meaning but is delivered in a 5th grade way versus a High School way.  He is excited, anxious, chatty, off task most of the morning. No other grade is going outside for recess because it’s only 17 degrees. The 5th grade teachers talk and decide to go out for 15 minutes, just long enough for this young “man” to carry out is plan.

He sits alone on a bench
He moves to a picnic table
He talks to others about what he’s doing
They decide to march around the playground
Others join
The mass gathers in the center field
Arm and arm they form a circle

It’s time to go in, we’ve been out longer then we should, it’s cold, the wind is howling, “We can’t go just yet," he asks, "we want to have a moment of silence.”

They are one loud voice while not saying anything. They may not all have understood what they were standing for or why they were silent, but they did understand what it feels like to come together, to stand together, to be one in a group of many!

Power of One