Sometimes the hurry and flurry of Christmas preparation can feel like rushing through an airport. Enjoy the beauty of the moments
I have been just a little bit distracted lately. We got back from Singapore (more on that in my next post), with two weeks of laundry to do, doctor and dentist appointments, evening meetings and, oh, yes, work, when we hear that Atlanta Lab Rescue is having an adoption event Sunday afternoon. We look up… Continue reading The Puppies Are Here! Sally and Buffy are Home.
Amusing weekend with visiting dogs!
Reading a memoir reminded this blogger of the power of pen and paper.
Even when one is many years past high school graduation, a class ring is a special thing. Even though I might only wear it to reunion parties, it holds a lot of memories. Terry the Piano Tuner came to my house this week, tuned my piano, listened, knew where to look, and found my class… Continue reading The Piano Tuner and the Missing Ring
Reviews of several health books and an original recipe.
And here it is…proof that someone who is not a reader can come to love books at any time, and at any age. Way to go, Mrs. Vuckovich!(and Ryan).
I wasn’t always a reader. In fact, I wasn’t a reader until I became an elementary principal and a special person entered my life. Growing up, I hated reading. In 7th grade, I remember my parents meeting with my teacher to figure out why I couldn’t remember anything I was reading. From what I can remember, no solution was found and I continued to struggle into my high school years.
I became a teacher and then Reading Intervention Coordinator, which one would think means that I was a reader. I was able to motivate kids to read and to learn, no matter what they entry point happened to be. But did I model what I was saying to kids by reading and having titles to recommend? Nope, not the case.
Enter Mrs. Vuckovich. In my first few days as a principal at an urban elementary school just south of Chicago…
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