Ten fingers, ten toes, two eyes and ears, one mouth, and an itty bitty nose! Writing has not been very important to me lately. Even my husband has called me on it a few times...when often he says "So, are you sewing tonight?", today he reminded me that I need to "tell my stories." You… Continue reading My Heart is Full
We are susceptible to the common cold, and with the changing season, our running nose, itchy throat, and headache say it all. No matter how hard we …How To Finally Get Rid of A Head Cold As someone who tends to get a sinus infection after colds, this is some great advice. Thank you,“Health Tips… Continue reading How To Finally Get Rid of A Head Cold
Whiskey in a Teacup: What Growing Up in the South Taught Me About Life, Love, and Baking Biscuits by Reese Witherspoon This is a delightful book about growing up and being a younger adult in the southern United States. It leans a little bit towards the silver-spoon side (for instance, my family's road trips were in… Continue reading Life in the South: A Review of
Memories of Mama's Fig Preserves, her recipe, plus modern ways to add figs to late summer meals.
This is a wonderful dog story, and a great story about a lonely girl who liked to read.
The first time I read an entire book aloud, it was to a German shorthaired pointer named Sally. She had the softest ears, the wiggliest butt, and man, was she fast. I used to watch her from my swing-set, tearing mad circles around our neighbor’s yard.
I was a quiet kid. And in Charlotte, North Carolina in the mid-1990s, if you didn’t like NASCAR, there wasn’t a ton to do. I remember spending half a summer fiddling around with my dad’s scientific calculator, pretending I was a bookstore clerk and tallying up imaginary purchases. I’d also meticulously cut out borrower’s cards for each of my books, then lent them out strategically to my mother. So, when Sally moved in next door, it was a revelation.
She brought me pinecones in the afternoon. And I brought her books.
I’d plop myself in the grass, right by the…
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Reading a memoir reminded this blogger of the power of pen and paper.
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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It's "Throwback Thursday," so here's a trip back only about eight months ago, from notes in my doggie journal... By now, two and a half years after coming to live with us, Dale is a well-adjusted, happy blind dog, and Maggie puts up with him, most of the time. One night we walked before dinner,… Continue reading Dale and Maggie and the Great Big Knock
It's the first Monday in September, which has been a federal holiday in the United States since 1894, to celebrate American Workers. Before its creation, many workers worked 12-hour days, 7 days per week for basic living expenses, sometimes with children working in the factories also. Traditionally, Labor Day is a relaxed day to either… Continue reading Labor Day Thanks
Right after school was out, I decided to bypass the electronic catalog and make a trip to my local library. Usually, I just reserve books on line, then run in to check them out when they come in, but this day, I enjoyed looking at the displays and finding a new book series for the… Continue reading Beach Reading? Nope…Texas Hill Country!