by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Tuesday Slice of Life : December 12, 2016. First, big wet, sloppy flakes fell. Then, the wind began to howl, driving the flakes sideways, changing them to little pellets of ice. The wind blew so ferociously that when my furnace shut off, the cold that had been...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom |
Poetry Friday : December 8, 2016. A couple weeks ago, Kiesha Shepard on Whispers from the Ridge shared “Leaf Dance” followed by an Invitation to Write: “Have you ever wondered what objects would say if they could speak? I wonder about this all the...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday : November 25, 2016. My day had started with the car service picking me up at 6:45 AM. Now, after a full morning visiting classrooms, I slipped to Mr. L’s office to eat a late lunch: part from the hotel breakfast bar–hard boiled egg and...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Tuesday Slice of Life : November 22, 2016. It is early. The sun has not yet risen; windows are still black with night. Waiting at Gate A4, sipping a steamy, creamy morning coffee, I casually watch fellow passengers as they gather. That’s when I see her. She is bent...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom, Literacy |
Poetry Friday : November 5, 2016. I have fallen in love with Caldecott Honor Book Song of the Water Boatman & Other Pond Poems, written by Joyce Sidman and illustrated by Beckie Prange. If you know me, you will know why when you read the description from the...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday : August 26, 2016. I never tire of the quiet peace of the early morning hour with its sleepy rhythms and sweet freshness. It is about that hour — when one day fades to a memory and the next has not yet begun — that I write. In the early...
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