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{last}: five minute friday

Go Two weeks of school and summer is a fuzzy memory. The morning is a blur. The coffee is to go. Bites of oatmeal and blueberries happen at stop lights and train tracks. The days are packed and the afternoons slip away with homework and dinner and bath and books. The nights are filled with visits from friends and writing and art are left for last. But on Friday afternoon, after school, we make summer last. They jump into the pool and laugh and jump again and again and again.… Read more {last}: five minute friday

conferring angsts

What do you find most difficult about conferring? This is the question I posed to Two Writing Teacher readers today. It’s an important question, because by zeroing in on the specific things we find difficult, we are able to develop a plan of action. I’m a conferring junkie. I love it. So this question gives me pause. Those are the very best questions. The ones I have to stop and think about for myself. I’ll begin with a little history — the things I used to find most difficult… Getting… Read more conferring angsts

change is coming (sols)

I returned to school cold turkey this year.No candle.No chili.No new school shoes. Nothing. Two days before my first day this conversation happened: Andy: You go to school on Monday? Like two days from now?Me: Yes.Andy: No…you have to be joking around. You really go to school on Monday?Me: I’m not joking. Monday I start school.Andy: Where did the summer go? I’m not sure, because I didn’t let go of summer at all. But it’s gone. I don’t think I’d do it differently, because even though I didn’t transition, the kids… Read more change is coming (sols)

summer ends

There are people in this world who thrive on a schedule. They love order. Predictability sustains them. There is security in minutes counted and to do lists checked. I’m not really one of these people. Last Monday I returned to school. I didn’t prepare, but instead, I just jumped in — cold turkey, so to speak. Four days in and I’ve converted. My kids (not the ones I spend the day in school with, but the ones who live in my house) don’t start school until next week. They are… Read more summer ends