by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, Literacy |
#SOL16. No.21. I read, and I laughed, and then inspired by Alan Wright’s SOL16 Day 20 post, I took out my dictionary and wrote. It was in the time of the year when trees are about to leaf that he came home on leave. We talked and I asked if I could leaf through...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
#SOL16. No.20. EN, my not-quite-5-year old grandson, dramatically tells Mommy that a spider is on the bedroom floor. Mommy questions about the exact whereabouts of said spider and heads up the stairs with determination. EN plops onto the couch, gives Mommy a huge...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom, Literacy |
#SOL16. No.19. True story! Once I watched the sun rise in the west. The sun had barely set and dusk was descending when I boarded a commuter flight out of Portland. I was on my way to catch a cross-country red-eye out of Seattle. As we lifted into our takeoff, I...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
#SOL16. No.18. TS and NC (12- and 10-year-old brothers) have been learning about safety—water safety, bicycle safety, hiking safety. While reading about safety protocol for hiking in a woods, they got into a discussion about ticks. The tick talk included information...
by Alice Nine | In My Classroom, Literacy |
#SOL16. No.17. “To laugh often and love much” has always been one of my favorite quotes. I’ve seen so many different versions, including one written as prose, and wondered how that could be. And I’ve always thought they were the words of Ralph...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
#SOL16. No.16. Some call me a frequent flyer. Others call me a road warrior. American Airlines says I’m Executive Platinum. All I know is that I spend a lot of time in airports and airplanes, traveling to work with schools across the country. The records show...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom, Literacy |
#SOL16. No.15. In my back yard, a lone snowman stood, quietly smiling. Though temperatures were getting colder, he kept smiling. When the wind blew hard, he still smiled. Maybe it was Mandi’s red scarf around his neck, or Mike’s black sock hat on his head,...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
#SOL16. No.14. Engines roar. We rise to the west. Water becomes clouds, Clouds become water. Where ocean and sky meet, I do not know. –On a winter departure from Santa Anna, Orange County, CA Slice of Life Read more about a slicing life and a great community of...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
#SOL16. No.13. Outside the temperature is 44, but feels more like 37. A cold rain is falling. A trace of someone’s wood fire is filtering through the woodsy, mossy air. Inside my kitchen is toasty, warmed by the aroma of breakfast–coffee, bacon, an omelet,...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom |
#SOL16. No.12. I The inspiration II The poem Growing together As years slip by, Sharing the earth Our roots entwined. Steadfast we stand Sunshine and rain, Faithful and true My Love and I. Writing about my writing The afternoon is perfect for a garden wedding....
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