by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life. It is still twilight when I pick up a banana and cup of coffee from the hotel breakfast buffet. My reserved Carmel Car drives up as I exit the lobby. I drop my bag onto the floorboard and slide into the back seat of the dark sedan, confirming my...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life. It was our first warm spring day, temps reaching the 80’s. In the northwest, as summer approaches and the earth’s axis tilts toward the sun, the sun is actually closer to us than it is to our southern sister states. And its rays are more...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom, Literacy |
Slice of Life. Using giant binder clips, I draped a pocket chart from a low easel at the carpet area. At the bottom of it, I fastened a chart of coordinating conjunctions showing the age-old acronym FANBOYS. I was ready when second graders tumbled into the classroom,...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life: Greenwood I dedicate this post to my dear sister-teacher, Sharon Williams. Her roots grow deep in Greenwood. It is a hot August evening. We drive slowly along the back roads of Wise County, and although the scorching high for the day was 107 degrees, we...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life. Solving Problems Too often we give our children answers to remember rather than problems to solve. –Roger Lewin Big brother TM has been working on his math lesson at the table, and now Mom’s checking his work with him. EM, the...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life. Remember that a person’s name is to that person the sweetest and most important sound in any language. — Dale Carnegie I was very young when I learned that my last name was too hard. Before I entered first grade, my mama had taught me how to spell it,...
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