by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 6 It was a sunny day on the Oregon coast. The skies were blue and cloudless. There was little wind. The waves were churning brown with sand. And the sand — the cool, wet sand — was perfect for digging holes, building castles,...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 4 We were driving along Highway 240. Through farms. Not far from Newberg. That’s where I saw the sign. It was a white sign. Not too big; not too small. It had two wooden posts holding it up at just the right height to read from the car...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 4 We took a back country drive. Bright yellow daffodils were blooming–those beside houses and driveways and those seemingly out of place. Did you know that daffodils don’t grow wild in woods or fields? When your see daffodils in a...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 3 It had been a slow, uneventful day. Just rain. Lots of rain. At times it just poured straight down, like it was coming from a gigantic tub faucet. Visibility was significantly reduced. I could barely make out the neighbor’s...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, Literacy |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 2 EM came over with her daddy to show me her newest creation–a handmade book with a hard cover. Daddy said it was all her idea, even how to make it. He only helped where her little hands were not strong enough to bind with yellow...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 1 Yesterday, I said “Goodbye” to February. Today, I say “Hello” to March. For several weeks I’ve been looking for signs of spring, and what I saw called for a poem. SPRING Cold melts awaySun rises...
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