This slice if part of the Tuesday Slice of Life Challenge on Two Writing Teachers! #sol25. I’m slicing as many Tuesdays as I can. Thanks for stopping by! It’s also April! That means poetry. Poetry is my favorite.
I tried to research a grouchy poem format. But, I couldn’t find one. So I decided to make my own. It could work with other feeling words, I’m sure. But right now I am very grouchy. Don’t take it too seriously though, writing it was fun.
I am feeling grouchy and that rhymes with slouchy which makes sense, especially when I’m sitting on the couch-y
I am feeling grumpy and that rhymes with frumpy which makes sense, especially when its all so Trump-y.
I am feeling irritable and that rhymes with uncharitable which makes sense, especially when life isn’t really editable
I am feeling snappish and that rhymes with brattish which make sense when happy seems to vanish
I am feeling bitchy and that rhymes with witchy which makes sense when days make me so twitchy
I am feeling snarky and that rhymes with malarkey which makes sense when life ain’t really a party
This slice is part of of the March Slice of Life Challenge on Two Writing Teachers! #sol25. I’m slicing every day in March. Thanks for stopping by!
Coincidence or not, I don’t know. But, I’ve been asking my friend Mardi for more signs. It’s been awhile since she’s sent one, and I read a book about asking for signs, so I asked.
“More hummingbirds, please.” I think that’s how I said it.
I mean, it might have just been me thinking, “Hummingbirds” and then thinking about her rolling her eyes at me… Because hummingbirds is crazy for March, and Mardi loved to roll her eyes at me.
“Come on, Mardi.” I thought in her general direction – up I guess, right? “Take on the challenge! I mean, if any spirit can show a hummingbird sign in March, it’s you. I have faith.”
I tried to be patient – forgot about my request for a bit and then the other day I thought about it again, wondering if maybe I was asking for a ridiculous thing.
Then today it was time to return a cart of poetry books that our kids had used. I hadn’t looked at them in awhile, and the other class had sticky noted them. So I needed to take the sticky notes out before returning the books. I mostly just took the sticky notes out without paying attention.
But then I opened one of the books to the sticky noted page, and there were the hummingbirds. The poem was sad, and also about something that has been on my mind.
I read the poem, snapped a picture, and whispered, “Thanks, Mardi.”
For some reason I didn’t take a picture of the book this was in, but I will try to find out. I think it may have been from a book full of hummingbird poems!
This slice is part of of the March Slice of Life Challenge on Two Writing Teachers! #sol25. I’m slicing every day in March. Thanks for stopping by!
We went back from spring break today. It was also a two-hour delay. As I’m learning, breaks from school make us forget. Procedures need reviewed, we need a routine reset. I get it, I do. I need a reset too.
But, even though I’m not surprised it’s hard not to roll my eyes. Like, can I be more blunt? A line is where someone’s behind you, and someone’s in front
I’m sure you will agree There’s not that many good reasons to interrupt me and please, in general pick a better time a non direction-giving time to sharpen your pencil.
I’m glad you are done, or think you are done (or are wondering what you are supposed to do) or need some one on one. I know waiting is tough, you’ve had enough. I get, I do. I need a reset too.
This slice is part of of the March Slice of Life Challenge on Two Writing Teachers! #sol25. I’m slicing every day in March. Thanks for stopping by!
More Spring Break, Please: A Limerick
There once was a teacher at home For spring break she did not roam She did a few chores instead watched Gilmore Girls and read ”Just one more week!” she pled.
A Teacher on Break: A Clerihew
A teacher on break Has so much at stake There’s only one week to fill So instead of chores, she chills!
Short Spring Break: A Than-Bauk
I did not know Break was so short But, oh! It was
Last day: AMonostich
this day, this Friday, is the last day before the two day weekend, then school.
On a Thought 