Tag Archives: last day

Grow Where You Land: SOL22 Day 31

On this last day of the Slice of Life challenge I want to thank those at Two Writing Teachers for offering this blogging challenge. I also want to thank my fellow bloggers–those I left comments for and those I read and didn’t comment, and even those I simply didn’t have time to read for engaging in this place of words, ideas, and incredible generosity. There is something about this challenge that keeps me accountable and somehow motivates me to write each and every day in March.

It’s also the perfect day for a bit of reflection and thinking about the take aways of an already busy month of teaching, report card writing, parent conferencing also spent with daily writing. Here are a few of my thoughts:

  • Writing begets writing. The more I write, the more I seem to have to write about. Early in the month I feel challenged to come up with writing topics and things to say with any kind of eloquence. With each successive day, I find myself mulling over writing topics as I go through the day, turning them over, considering angles I might take, and even then often surprising myself with the actual post that emerges.
  • A daily slice often means that I am making my teaching practice more visible. I consider the ways instruction and learning interact, often focusing on the ways writing develops with young writers. When I write about what I see my students produce, I understand it on another level. And when my colleagues comment, they also help me see if from new vantages.
  • Reading and commenting on others’ posts helps me see my teaching life in a larger perspective as I consider stories from other parts of the country (and the world), hearing struggles and successes and making connections in spite of differences.
  • I love the many stages of life expressed in slice of life posts. Stories of toddlers and teens, grandchildren and aging parents humanize us all. It helps to know that even the best teachers struggle to find the work/life balance and that writing is a way to process the curveballs that life throws.
  • This is a community where I feel like a dandelion. I thrive and grow where I land. Some days I might land in the crack of the sidewalk, trying to avoid the crush of feet walking over me. Other days I find myself in an open field, swaying in the breeze and soaking up the sun. I’m thankful for landing here and looking forward to next year’s challenge.

This might also be the year that I manage to write a weekly Tuesday slice. I’m making that a regular writing goal. Hope to engage with you all again soon!

Watching: NPM20 Day 30

On the last day on National Poetry Month, on Poem in Your Pocket Day, I found myself without inspiration for poetry writing.  So like all good writers, I picked up my phone to look for some inspiration.  I started generally on Twitter where I found myself going down the rabbit hole of pandemic politics–lots of uproar about beaches and closures in our state, with the governor “punishing” Orange County for bad quarantine beach behavior during the heat wave last weekend.  But I digress (you can see…I did go down that rabbit hole…)

And then I came across my friend Kevin’s blog where I found his pocket sized poem for today about watching.  And then I remembered the rabbit–not the rabbit hole–from this morning…and I used Kevin’s words to find some of my own.  (Thanks Kevin!)

Pandemic Morning Walk and Watch

Watching the wild rabbit on the black road

Watching the neighborhood walkers

Watching long-eyed snails crawl across almost dry sidewalks

Trying not to squish them

Watching misty dew drops slide down shrubs

Across crosshatched cobwebs

And down my unnecessary sunglasses into my eyes

Watching you as I cross the street

And the rabbit runs.

 

®Douillard

img_6811