by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom, Literacy |
SOL25 #0718 Grasshopper Yesterday, I paused when I spied a tiny grasshopper sitting so still on the handle of my garden hoe that I was turning over for safety reasons. He was beautiful. He was so translucent in the morning sunlight. So delicate. I dared not touch him....
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom, Literacy |
Poetry Friday. Chinook The scent of salmon lingers. Creek waters ripple over smooth stones. Cedar and moss fill the air. At dusk, near water’s edge, bears feast. While snow covers the ground, eggs wait in nesting pockets. Winter turns to spring and in gravelly...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 19 EN leans in toward me, swinging his leg off the edge of a grown-up chair. His eyes are laughing as he puts his hand up near his mouth like he is about to tell an important secret. “Gramma.” I motion a quiet sign to remind him to...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 6. I learned a new word. The text A limerick by Diane Mayr There once was a ‘gator named Nathan who eschewed the state of brumation. He skied and he skated– and was truly elated– to became an Olympic sensation. The word...
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