Thursday, June 21, 2007
Whew, how do you do it? My owner, ignoring my silent pleas for a little Mr. Yen's to drop on the tile floor, has been on the computer for an hour already, browsing the blog and going back to ready comments that were added later. What tips do you have for managing this workload because I'd really like to go for a walk later.
Here are two poems, one is the original, one is a reformulated version. I won't say which is which as it doesn't really matter, right? Any feedback you give would be much appreciated.
Two proud mothers,
one son alive,
sitting, looking at memories not his own,
memories of his father.
The other son has passed,
his life kept fresh by conversations
over old photos and pieces of paper
glued into a scrapbook.
He looks like his father.
Both mothers smile.
These are proud mothers
One son looks intently
All eyes on the scrapbook open,
balancing on their knees.
The scrapbook holds memories,
photos and papers
that tell the story of the son
missing from the picture.
New relationships discovered
So much to absorb
The face so familiar
His father would be so proud
One son devours the images
Snapshots of a father he never knew
Never will meet
Wants to understand.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Dr. Cosmo Turner, PhD (Philosophical hound Dog)
Monday, June 18, 2007
The above pictures were taken a couple of weeks ago at Hampton Beach, NH. I went to the beach to catch the morning sunrise, which happens around 4:45 a.m. I filmed some spectacular footage of the sunrise. I did not realize it only takes about 4 minutes for the sun to rise. I would like to invite anyone who reads this to take 6 minutes out of their life and follow this link:
Notes from Katie the Blog Dog...
Barb tells me she was not the only one struggling with Monday, so I offer you a simple melody with lyrics that speak for so many of our group yesterday.
She told me that when she slid into class after an early but rocky start, she learned that the demonstration scheduled for Monday was canceled.
After some warm up writing, I heard that you guys scrambled off in search of a muse, to get centered, or to find space to write, read, or access a computer. When you reconvened, Julia started off by discussing her reading...she and Laura both noticed how nice it is to find research validating best practices already in play in your classrooms. Liz shared her response to Johnston's Choice Words, a reminder to many of us of the power of word choice.
Small writing groups shuffled off to share lunch and writing, and as we regrouped after this break, we were entertained and enlightened by Zak Hamby's "Attaining New Heights Through Readers' Theatre." Being the thespian that I am, I was disappointed to learn that I had missed being cast in Zak's play version of "The Tale of Perseus"
because I have lovely costumes as you can see. Below I am pictured as Athena, goddess of wisdom (but it should be beauty as well). So...as I understand from Barb, there are many budding actors (seasoned ones, too) in the group.
The Gray Sisters were
relishing their roles as eyeball sharing, witchy women, and Polydectes and Medusa were particularly evil...Kudos to Zak for reworking the format of his class, writing all those play scripts and no doubt bringing joy and life to mythology. All I want to know is...where is the part for the dog?
I'm sure I left a lot of you out and didn't do justice to the minutes of the day, but you know how it is to get your information second hand. I'm only as good as what she (Barb) tells me. Perhaps you'd like to post the poems you wrote in the comment section of this post. Heck, maybe you'd like to be more visible by creating a post about it. Please feel free to comment additional thoughts!