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...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Tuesday Slice of Life : August 23, 2016. A week of August is left. But the squirrels have already stripped the walnut tree of its fruit and buried it. At least that’s what my daughter and I think. Yesterday we stood under her old walnut tree, looking for any sign of...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday : August 19, 2016. This evening, I collected words that family, friends, colleagues, and former students shared on my friend’s Facebook page and wrote a brief eulogy. I felted comforted as I read and gathered their words and as I put them into the...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Tuesday Slice of Life : August 16, 2016. It’s all Robyn Hood Black’s fault and she has no idea. I read her Friday Poetry blog post last week. Bugscuffle? Really! I just couldn’t let go of it. She’d piqued my curiosity. Now, if anyone reads any...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom |
Poetry Friday : August 12, 2016. I really like interactive notebooks. Many teachers I know really like interactive notebooks. I’ve used them for years in one form or another — binders, handmade notebooks, or composition notebooks. Today is Poetry Friday....
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Tuesday Slice of Life : August 2, 2016. A text from the limo service was waiting for me when AA Flt 1475 touched down four hours later than scheduled. As we taxied to the gate, I connected with my Limo driver. While I waited for my bag, our texts continued. I walked...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday : July 22, 2016. She waits Gently swinging back and forth Slowly sipping cool, sweet tea The air hangs heavy– peonies lemon grass and magnolias Two butterflies dance upon a zephyr A brave cottontail hops close by Robins pull their breakfast And a...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Tuesday Slice of Life : July 19, 2016. It is one of those days. I clearly know what needs to be done. And I’m ready to get busy. Oversized sheets of paper are on the table. Colored pencils are sharpened. My notes are gathered. Some mentor books are stacked on a...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday : July 15, 2016. According to my journal, it was during my sophomore year of college. I do not remember the exact occasion, but I do remember being so taken by its message that I committed “The Way” to memory. It offered focus to many issues...
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