I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too! Check it out here. Thank you,  Two Writing Teachers! 

I had a doctor appointment this morning as a follow up to my dizziness. (I’m fine, feel back to normal!) I didn’t know how long my appointment would be, so I have the morning still before me, until going back to school. I stopped at this small coffee shop that I hardly ever get to go to. I  ordered a pumpkin spice latte with almond milk, plugged in my laptop and I’m all alone.

I’m not alone much. I spend my days with so many people: my own children, my students, teachers, interns, parents. (Occasionally I even see my husband. Every other week or so we get to finish a sentence, and sometimes a conversation.) I love being with all of these people. I love the energy around me, and the noise. I also love the quiet, I guess. I remember my mom talking about loving her time alone. I used to go with my dad to visit my grandma sometimes, and my mom would stay behind. Only after having my own children did I understand this concept. As a kid and a teenager, I don’t think I minded having time by myself, but I certainly didn’t strive to get more. Sometimes being alone felt lonely, isolated, un-cool. But that’s not how I feel right now. This is peaceful. People are starting to filter in and order their coffee. Some of them are with others, some are alone. They order their coffee and look at their phones. The music is playing, and I’m letting my coffee start its work. Soon I will start my work, I will grade and plan, and then I will drive to school to teach literacy and have meetings. Later, I will pick up my children and get them ready for a busy evening of karate, and their school science fair.  For now, I’m going to chill…

…with my husband, who just walked in. This never happens. This short coffee date before we go our separate ways is even better than being alone. ❤

I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too! Check it out here. Thank you,  Two Writing Teachers! 

This is hard, and it isn’t because I’m on my iPad. I’m full, and it isn’t the guacamole they made at our table for dinner. I’m full from today. I’m not sure if people who live in the city just automatically have more slices. You’re going to have to tell me, city readers. Visiting New York City this weekend for the Teacher’s College Reading Writing Project (#TCRWP) Saturday reunion has been so full of slices, that I’m still processing all of them. I’m not ready to slice about the conference moments that meant the most to me. But, in this city, there are stories everywhere that jump jump jump out at you.

The front desk shower directions

Finding a tiny Italian place for dinner, delicious – and there’s nothing like a whole dinner with friends and talking and laughing.

Finding the same mess I pick up at home on the streets of New York.

Walking back today we saw kids playing baseball and soccer, climbing fences and laughing. It was a spring day in the city, and I am lucky to have spent it with my friends. We were people watching, talking and breathing in the feel. We saw people laying on the street, and picking through trash, but the moment that burned into us was watching a young man get up from his outdoor cafe seat, to help an elderly woman with her walker. “Do you want to hold on to this?” He asked. “No? You want to hold on to me?” We walked away crying a little bit, at the kindness you find.

I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too! Check it out here. Thank you,  Two Writing Teachers! 

In New York on my escape…#tcrwp tomorrow! Odd to blog from my ipad on an unsteady hotspot! Luckily, I sliced today, on paper between proctoring the last day of testing. It’s a picture poem.

I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too! Check it out here. Thank you,  Two Writing Teachers! 

I am in the middle of guiltily packing for a conference, while my 4 year old is sleeping off a fever and cough. (Fingers crossed he sleeps it off. Poor kid…. and also, this mama already felt guilty escaping to a conference with friends for the weekend before there was a fever and a cough and a nebulizer!)

I wrote this slice while I sat with sleeping E, while listening in as “Mr. Thought” read the big kids the end of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. It was either post this poetry slice, or just post the following words: Harried. Hurried. Test days, sick days.  Kid sick. Snuggles. Sleep. Pack. Escape. Guilty. Mother. 

We rock in this chair
I used to nurse you in
You're warmer than the
thermometer tells me, and your
breathing is quicker, more labored
than I want it to be

You cozied up
refused dinner
asked for snuggles
before falling asleep
at 6:30
while daddy was still out
picking up your medicine

Early bedtime
hopeful for a speedy recovery

I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too! Check it out here. Thank you,  Two Writing Teachers! 

On the way to our monthly Mother Daughter book club this evening, my daughter was trying to put her earrings back in. She has to take them out twice a week for karate, and putting them back in can be tricky since her holes try to close up at every opportunity. She was complaining, whining a bit. She was annoyed about having to take them out for karate, jealous of friends who can just wear earrings or not, with no problems.

Complaining and whining are habits I’m trying to help her get over. I told her that I was trying to stop complaining too. I said, “I try to take a deep breath when I’m frustrated, and think of something about the situation that I’m thankful for…even if it seems silly. For example, if I’m annoyed at having to do dishes, I take a deep breath and remind myself that I’m thankful to have a sink and a kitchen, and dishes and food.”  We decided that she can be thankful for ears, and the gold studs that my mom gave her, and for a mama that will help her “as soon as we aren’t driving.”  A few seconds after deciding what to be thankful for about her earring situation, she was able to get her earring in, and all was well. “See that?” I said. “It’s a thankful miracle! It’s like magic!”

So today – I could complain. I could talk about how taking a sick day used to be about resting and getting better… But how now it’s about resting a little, taking advil, getting a flat tire on the way to pick up kids, stopping at school, covering bulletin boards the guest teacher missed, still going to mother daughter book club, so as not to disappoint, and spending the night catching up on the day-before-state-tests work you missed at school…..  but I won’t bore you with my complaints. Instead, I will be thankful.

I am thankful 
for children who wake me up at 5:30 on my sick day
for my cozy bed that I didn't want to leave
for the dishes, all the dishes

I am thankful
for schools that my children have to race to
for teachers who will forgive their lateness
for husbands who drive them there

I am thankful
for my washer and dryer
for all the clothes that are waiting to be folded
for my slippers and jammies and new books

I am thankful
for doctors who say "Very good, very good, very good." 
for medicine that will make me drowsy if I decide to try it
for my acupuncturist who actually did help me  

I am thankful
for my car (to get a flat tire you need to have a car)
for my husband who rushed to get my 4 year old 
for my parents' car I borrowed

I am thankful
for bulletin boards to cover
for students to encourage
for work to do

I am thankful.

I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too! Check it out here. Thank you,  Two Writing Teachers! 

Ugh. I’m getting sick, so all the slices of my day are fuzzy, surrounded by a dizziness for days, and now a sore throat.

By the way, if you go to a Walk-In Doctor’s office, and tell them you are dizzy, you get some great customer service! A nurse came out right away. They took me off the “Walk-In” waiting list, and gave me an appointment.  The very nice Doctor told me I was “very good, very good, very healthy, very healthy.”

But earlier today, while I was still deciding if I should go to the Doctor, we had a lovely time during Literacy. We voted on our next read aloud (Tangle of Knots wins by a landslide!) I didn’t do my status of the class before we read today. So after “Read to Self,” I took a picture of the books being read, and wrote down everyone’s titles, just for you. There were some repeats – we are doing book clubs, but the books being read, (and a few soon to be read) by my 6th graders are….

I love overhearing the students as they talk about the books they are reading and are about to read. Some of them have so many books to read in their reading plans, they are having a hard time picking which to read when. One girl put down Divergent today and switched to The Shadow Throne, simply because The Shadow Throne was suddenly available. Don’t worry, she’ll pick up Divergent in a day or two. We have sticky notes in many of our books with lists of kids who want to read the book. The new rule is, if a book has a sticky note in it with names… you have to check with those names first before you read. Those names get first dibs.

As we were finishing our reading time today, the kids and I joked that our current problem was…. drum roll please… too many good books to pick from!

Currently, we are reading. . .
The Watson’s Go to Birmingham by Christopher Paul Curtis
Doll Bones by Holly Black  
Divergent by Veronica Roth 
Maniac Magee by Jerry Spinelli
Robin Hood of Sherwood Forest by Ann McGovern 
The Maze Runner by James Dashner
The Lions of Little Rock by Kristin Levine
The Shadow Throne by Jennifer A. Nielsen
Half a Chance by Cynthia Lord
Unbelievable by Sara Shepard
The Runaway King by Jennifer A. Nielsen
Unwanteds: Island of Silence by Lisa McMann
Counting by 7’s by Holly Goldberg Sloan

I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too! Check it out here. Thank you,  Two Writing Teachers! 

What do you do?

What do you do when the slices of your life aren’t sliceable? When the parts you want to write about are the parts you can’t?

What about when what you want to slice about are students that you have had, have, or will have? What about students who don’t understand a topic, students with learning differences, or who are new to English? You can’t tell the details, but you wish you could. You wish you could describe in detail the way you try to scaffold for them, help them, give them a chance to see themselves as capable. You want to talk about that time they worked so hard on that topic and then it clicked.  You want to write about details! You want to explain the frustration and the worry and the hard work. You want to write about the anger you have that this week they will take a test that might not show their growth, even though you have seen growth. So much growth.  But you can’t write about these learners, because you would need to spin so much fiction in order to maintain confidentiality.

What do you do when your biggest slice is the prayers you have for a person you care about, waiting for good news? But you can’t slice what isn’t yours to slice.

What about when you want to slice about your own children, their emotions, the tough times – the worries you have that you only talk about with some of your friends? You can’t. It seems like the story isn’t quite yours to tell.

What do you do when the things on your mind aren’t slice-able?